<?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-1455261574154504919</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:20:14.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Festivas for the Rest of Us...</title><subtitle type='html'>The diary of the Feldman Family in NY as they navigate the ups and downs of home-ownership and renovation, raising a family, owning a business, and working in Manhattan 102 hours a week!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-166341379381493356</id><published>2010-04-13T17:05:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T17:45:15.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Belated Birthday...</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S8TiIv2sfmI/AAAAAAAAA7I/GI0AuV9gGog/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S8TgcneOkFI/AAAAAAAAA7A/UCZz_c6Arxw/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S8Td3IExsEI/AAAAAAAAA64/83FuNTu8loo/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hate "recaps"  I really do...I like to read about what has just happened in life not old news, but unfortunately this post is "do as I say not as I do" post.  I am much better at old news.  With that out of the way, let's just say that March was busy...but I'm back and will try and catch up on some of the highlights.  Unfortunately, I didn't grab my camera as often as I should have and missed a few of the "highlights".&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First....a very late "Happy Birthday" to my dear husband!  He is thirty~*$&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt;.  Not so old, but closer to 40 than 30--whew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I surprised him by fulfilling a request he has had since we moved back from Japan.  Learn to cook &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ramen&lt;/span&gt;.  This isn't your freeze-dried smack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ramen&lt;/span&gt; that we all have in "food storage", but the real deal.  Great broth, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dente&lt;/span&gt; noodles, and fresh veggies topped with sliced &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cha&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;shu&lt;/span&gt; (pork roast) and appealing to the eyes and mouth.  Lucky for him, I have an amazing Japanese friend here that could do just that (She is truly an amazing cook and friend).  Ramen really isn't complicated, but it was nice to learn the "traditional" ingredients and method as well as where to purchase the items.   I also made a trip down to Soho with some girlfriends and they helped me pick him up some new "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ramen&lt;/span&gt;" bowls and chopsticks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S8Td3IExsEI/AAAAAAAAA64/83FuNTu8loo/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S8Td3IExsEI/AAAAAAAAA64/83FuNTu8loo/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459732587409944642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S8TgcneOkFI/AAAAAAAAA7A/UCZz_c6Arxw/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S8TgcneOkFI/AAAAAAAAA7A/UCZz_c6Arxw/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459735430516609106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yummy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S8TiIv2sfmI/AAAAAAAAA7I/GI0AuV9gGog/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459737288192589410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;We only had time for a short birthday dinner on his "real" birthday, so we saved the rest of the "birthday" for Saturday.  As an I-Banker he truly has no time for hobbies and I was tired of giving him i-tunes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;gift cards&lt;/span&gt; so we decided to do an all-food birthday.  He loves to cook and sometimes he still has time to sit and eat real food.  He loves Belgian waffles so we got him a fancy waffle maker that flips and makes 2 waffles at the same time.  Perfect for families!  Not to leave "lunch" out we also got him a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Panini&lt;/span&gt; grill to go with it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S8TdqGdHgXI/AAAAAAAAA6g/_kw-vVF-qRA/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S8TdqGdHgXI/AAAAAAAAA6g/_kw-vVF-qRA/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459732363636867442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S8Tdpp7ImcI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/05aEMD48bvA/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S8Tdpp7ImcI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/05aEMD48bvA/s400/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459732355978140098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He wasted no time putting it to use...we had the best waffles for breakfast and great sandwiches for lunch.  Since then we've already put some serious mileage on the waffle-maker. It is fantastic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-166341379381493356?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/166341379381493356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=166341379381493356' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/166341379381493356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/166341379381493356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2010/04/very-belated-birthday.html' title='Very Belated Birthday...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S8Td3IExsEI/AAAAAAAAA64/83FuNTu8loo/s72-c/DSC_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-527527757350164345</id><published>2010-03-01T21:01:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:38:20.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One good deed deserves another!</title><content type='html'>As most of you know, living in NY is EXPENSIVE!  From fast food to utilities we seem to pay more...and that goes double for babysitters.  On average for 3 kids its $10/hr, but it isn't unheard of to pay $15.  Because of Dan's work schedule I have to get a babysitter for just about everything.  Dr. appointments, back-to-school night, and of course on the rare event he might be off work--date night.  Well, for the first 2 1/2 years we were here we forked it over, but as Erika grew older we gradually shifted the workload from paid sitter to sister-sitter.  This past year she has literally saved us hundreds of dollars in babysitting.  It was hard enough to afford "date night," but to add a $40-$60 babysitting tab used to be too much.  Because of her we have had a few nights out and I have been able to go grocery shopping or to the Dr. without toting three kids.  In short she is a miracle!  The best part?  She almost NEVER complains about having to watch "the boys" for us.  I still get a sitter sometimes to give her a break, but she has saved us in so many ways this past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For months she had been asking to redo her bedroom.  Her room was just too "little girl" for her preteen taste.  We kept putting her off, but in secret we were plotting an entire room makeover.  I was careful to take note of all the bedding and accessories she liked and started slowly purchasing the pieces. It took me a few months to purchase and make all the things we needed.  I waited until I had a  whole day to pull it off and so on February 6 I finally had a day with all 3 kids gone for almost the entire day!  We madly prepped, painted, drilled, mounted, ironed and cleaned. (Dan made it home for the evening to help out.)  The result was amazing...she was THRILLED!!!!  We were so happy to surprise her with this little thank you...  We left some holes for her to fill in pictures and accessories.  She has already purchased a lamp to put on her nightstand.  The before and after....NOTE:  I forgot to snap pics of her room "before" until after I had started moving things around.  Her room is TINY and we haven't gotten around to refinishing the doors to her closet or bedroom either - project for another day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4xzUyYloVI/AAAAAAAAA6I/0gQloXtlv-s/s1600-h/Erika+Room+2010+Before_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4xzUyYloVI/AAAAAAAAA6I/0gQloXtlv-s/s400/Erika+Room+2010+Before_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443852850543567186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4xzUT8-NfI/AAAAAAAAA6A/tOL--nm-Wi4/s1600-h/Erika+Room+2010+Before.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4xzUT8-NfI/AAAAAAAAA6A/tOL--nm-Wi4/s400/Erika+Room+2010+Before.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443852842374673906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4xzT8tOMRI/AAAAAAAAA54/yok2akVdMWs/s1600-h/Erika+Room+2010+Before_2.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4xzT8tOMRI/AAAAAAAAA54/yok2akVdMWs/s400/Erika+Room+2010+Before_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443852836134596882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4xzTnwbaHI/AAAAAAAAA5w/GMPDGj5cQdU/s1600-h/Erika+Room+2010+Before_1.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4xzTnwbaHI/AAAAAAAAA5w/GMPDGj5cQdU/s400/Erika+Room+2010+Before_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443852830510901362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;AFTER:&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4xyWWRK_7I/AAAAAAAAA5o/NBABHST-7T4/s1600-h/Erika+Room+2010+After.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4xyWWRK_7I/AAAAAAAAA5o/NBABHST-7T4/s400/Erika+Room+2010+After.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443851777844379570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4xyV-jsrnI/AAAAAAAAA5g/ccmagywZ-2I/s1600-h/Erika+Room+2010+After_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4xyV-jsrnI/AAAAAAAAA5g/ccmagywZ-2I/s400/Erika+Room+2010+After_5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443851771479633522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4xyVpNSF8I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/pv8F8XTOfW4/s1600-h/Erika+Room+2010+After_2.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4xyVpNSF8I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/pv8F8XTOfW4/s400/Erika+Room+2010+After_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443851765748471746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  picture frame wasn't/isn't empty...I ordered this Japanese vintage travel poster (as a nod to her 3 years going to living in Japan) for her but it hadn't arrived on the "reveal" day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4xz8RJdqKI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/MCTtyGrmzgs/s1600-h/japan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4xz8RJdqKI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/MCTtyGrmzgs/s400/japan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443853528816527522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4xyVLMfMOI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/8DHZEeiLy5c/s1600-h/Erika+Room+2010+After_3.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4xyVLMfMOI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/8DHZEeiLy5c/s400/Erika+Room+2010+After_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443851757692072162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4xyU-NKq3I/AAAAAAAAA5I/q_T8PFS3nBQ/s1600-h/Erika+Room+2010+After_7.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4xyU-NKq3I/AAAAAAAAA5I/q_T8PFS3nBQ/s400/Erika+Room+2010+After_7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443851754205260658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so lucky to have such an amazing young lady and we were so excited that we could do something a little special to show her how much we love and appreciate her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-527527757350164345?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/527527757350164345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=527527757350164345' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/527527757350164345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/527527757350164345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-good-deed-deserves-another.html' title='One good deed deserves another!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4xzUyYloVI/AAAAAAAAA6I/0gQloXtlv-s/s72-c/Erika+Room+2010+Before_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-3165197808328206724</id><published>2010-03-01T13:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T13:28:32.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nor'Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4wHRWPg-gI/AAAAAAAAA5A/X6oLODkV4VQ/s1600-h/Snowman+Carson2010.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4wHRWPg-gI/AAAAAAAAA5A/X6oLODkV4VQ/s400/Snowman+Carson2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443734044193913346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4wHRNIMjvI/AAAAAAAAA44/y56bRPbD2ek/s1600-h/Snowman+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4wHRNIMjvI/AAAAAAAAA44/y56bRPbD2ek/s400/Snowman+2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443734041747295986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4wHI6IiEZI/AAAAAAAAA4w/XPiRSj1P89o/s1600-h/Cal+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4wHI6IiEZI/AAAAAAAAA4w/XPiRSj1P89o/s400/Cal+snow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443733899209478546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just starting to think spring might be on its way when we were hit with another "little" storm.  I loved it and so did the kids...they were out of school for a day and a half of fun in the snow!  Carson built himself a "snowbuddy" and Cal just wanted to eat as much snow as possible!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-3165197808328206724?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/3165197808328206724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=3165197808328206724' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/3165197808328206724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/3165197808328206724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2010/03/noreaster.html' title='Nor&apos;Easter'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S4wHRWPg-gI/AAAAAAAAA5A/X6oLODkV4VQ/s72-c/Snowman+Carson2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-5292026380331934513</id><published>2010-02-25T16:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T16:58:29.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Break....</title><content type='html'>Well, family has been here and we have been "busy" doing not much.  I'll have to recap later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-5292026380331934513?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/5292026380331934513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=5292026380331934513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5292026380331934513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5292026380331934513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2010/02/winter-break.html' title='Winter Break....'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-8975093129290145937</id><published>2010-02-09T23:44:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T00:41:23.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Mexico...a little stale, but must get it done!</title><content type='html'>We loved every minute of the sunny days in Mexico!  On Sunday evening we walked down to the beach around sunset and it was stunning.  We couldn't get enough of the warm mellow light, soft breezes, and the rythmic crash of the waves.  We snapped a few of the fam while  there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JCP15Ql7I/AAAAAAAAA4g/6rylN4B1ljE/s1600-h/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_7.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JCP15Ql7I/AAAAAAAAA4g/6rylN4B1ljE/s400/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436480540122322866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they cute (Dan's parents)?  Gotta love them...thank you again for the splendid stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JCLTUuWTI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/UDzkH6WNIPE/s1600-h/w+Beach+Mexico+Shari.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JCLTUuWTI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/UDzkH6WNIPE/s400/w+Beach+Mexico+Shari.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436480462122801458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the two of us....ahhhhh!~ (Dan is very scruffy the entire time.  To him "vacation" includes leaving the razor behind--much to my dismay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JCFnDFvSI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/6iHLrPguTMw/s1600-h/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_5.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JCFnDFvSI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/6iHLrPguTMw/s400/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436480364338330914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate one evening down in the center of Mazatlan.  It was dreamy...the atmosphere not the food. (It was just so-so).  They had the square lit with lights strung everywhere and it lent a soft glow to everything.  There were many restaraunts surrounding the square and it was nice to just walk around.  They had live music and vendors, of course, which added to the charm of the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JCCO1APfI/AAAAAAAAA4I/ARw5K5OBm6I/s1600-h/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JCCO1APfI/AAAAAAAAA4I/ARw5K5OBm6I/s400/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436480306297191922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JB92LFOpI/AAAAAAAAA4A/2vtFptHWHeg/s1600-h/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JB92LFOpI/AAAAAAAAA4A/2vtFptHWHeg/s400/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436480230959430290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JB4KCh9tI/AAAAAAAAA34/kAcSu0ZiZ2I/s1600-h/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JB4KCh9tI/AAAAAAAAA34/kAcSu0ZiZ2I/s400/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436480133213058770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JBx3GLL3I/AAAAAAAAA3w/Sc0t5KqEYCs/s1600-h/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JBx3GLL3I/AAAAAAAAA3w/Sc0t5KqEYCs/s400/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436480025048854386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick drive down from the house is a quaint little beach and market.  We headed down in the morning before Cal's nap and did a little shopping and beach-coming.  It was a lovely day and the kids could have spent the entire time searching for shells and crabs along the beach and in the rocks.  Cal wanted to run straight into the water mindless of clothing and shoes!  Having no way to clean or dry him if he did take a dip we of course told him "no, not now..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JBsWE9SCI/AAAAAAAAA3o/TneC8s_ucUU/s1600-h/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JBsWE9SCI/AAAAAAAAA3o/TneC8s_ucUU/s400/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436479930286032930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS was the result....the screaming went on.....and on....and on....until Grandma stepped in and showed him the joys of shell collecting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JBop6t6iI/AAAAAAAAA3g/gsYFZK-p5Jw/s1600-h/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JBop6t6iI/AAAAAAAAA3g/gsYFZK-p5Jw/s400/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436479866892315170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JBkY6pXtI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/azth8G23aqA/s1600-h/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JBkY6pXtI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/azth8G23aqA/s400/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436479793609137874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JBg2Zeq2I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/5ZpJutZHxcc/s1600-h/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JBg2Zeq2I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/5ZpJutZHxcc/s400/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436479732803611490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture of our lovely girl at the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JBcmh--yI/AAAAAAAAA3I/5wI6DEYbI3o/s1600-h/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JBcmh--yI/AAAAAAAAA3I/5wI6DEYbI3o/s400/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436479659824839458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids loved "shopping" at the markets.  I think it was the bright crazy colors of all the tourist goods for sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JBY6dLwII/AAAAAAAAA3A/JdxNXR1thWE/s1600-h/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_9.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JBY6dLwII/AAAAAAAAA3A/JdxNXR1thWE/s400/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436479596453937282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a ferry out to an island just off the coast and had a great time at a little beach there.  We didn't have swimming gear with us, but that didn't stop Cal from charging the waves!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3I6NJmFrSI/AAAAAAAAA24/LJr-re9pvZo/s1600-h/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3I6NJmFrSI/AAAAAAAAA24/LJr-re9pvZo/s400/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436471697777995042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3I6F0FtdxI/AAAAAAAAA2w/juEKCB9wyJg/s1600-h/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3I6F0FtdxI/AAAAAAAAA2w/juEKCB9wyJg/s400/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436471571745961746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the day with a nice trip to Ray's on the beach.  We dined on lobster, shrimp, and steak and it was GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JCYnXx_DI/AAAAAAAAA4o/0A47pB69Aao/s1600-h/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_10.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JCYnXx_DI/AAAAAAAAA4o/0A47pB69Aao/s400/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436480690842631218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-8975093129290145937?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/8975093129290145937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=8975093129290145937' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8975093129290145937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8975093129290145937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2010/02/still-mexicoa-little-stale-but-must-get.html' title='Still Mexico...a little stale, but must get it done!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S3JCP15Ql7I/AAAAAAAAA4g/6rylN4B1ljE/s72-c/WEB+Beach+Mexico+Part+2_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-4993310172617677721</id><published>2010-01-31T19:29:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T19:58:50.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in Mexico Part 1</title><content type='html'>Because of all the baggage limitations (and also to preserve my sanity) we spread Christmas over several days.  The festivities began on the 21st of December the night before we flew out.  All the presents from my parents were opened as well as presents from cousins and presents to each other.  Grandpa Lynne always picks a picture of the kids (and the adults) from that year and turns it into a wooden puzzle.  Not the kind you mail in to a company and they whip out a neat tidy little puzzle, but a crazy one mounted on masonite that takes forever to figure out.  It is one of our favorite traditions and the kids (except Cal who doesn't know what he is missing yet) can't wait to open them up and put them together.  I myself have puzzles going back to around 4 years of age...at Christmas Grandpa is busy!  By my estimation he has made around 200 puzzles through the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2YjAgz46OI/AAAAAAAAA2o/klP6mNECHeM/s1600-h/WEB+Mexico_16.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2YjAgz46OI/AAAAAAAAA2o/klP6mNECHeM/s400/WEB+Mexico_16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433068492183628002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan surprised me with this lovely perfume...I am picky when it comes to fragrances and I can tell you this one is a winner!  I love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2Yi9FdvgrI/AAAAAAAAA2g/wEQiiUyKKpE/s1600-h/WEB+Mexico_14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2Yi9FdvgrI/AAAAAAAAA2g/wEQiiUyKKpE/s400/WEB+Mexico_14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433068433303372466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids received a new music stand and rosin for their violins.  When they opened it they acted like they had just received a stink bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2Yi5gakusI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/ww3bzdbT7Hc/s1600-h/WEB+Mexico_17.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2Yi5gakusI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/ww3bzdbT7Hc/s400/WEB+Mexico_17.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433068371818363586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we arrived at the house in Mexico Grandma and Grandpa surprised the kids with a "Christmas Tree"!  They made most of the decorations and were delighted to have a tree for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2Yi1xHiesI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/WViVqkulFMY/s1600-h/WEB+Mexico_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2Yi1xHiesI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/WViVqkulFMY/s400/WEB+Mexico_8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433068307582450370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2YiyL7kZ8I/AAAAAAAAA2I/ZdOQZ3yHAk8/s1600-h/WEB+Mexico_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2YiyL7kZ8I/AAAAAAAAA2I/ZdOQZ3yHAk8/s400/WEB+Mexico_10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433068246060525506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2YitgkDE-I/AAAAAAAAA2A/uRKo_l0eg9c/s1600-h/WEB+Mexico_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2YitgkDE-I/AAAAAAAAA2A/uRKo_l0eg9c/s400/WEB+Mexico_11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433068165699671010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2YipMNTemI/AAAAAAAAA14/MrqVV0GUg_E/s1600-h/WEB+Mexico_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2YipMNTemI/AAAAAAAAA14/MrqVV0GUg_E/s400/WEB+Mexico_12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433068091516090978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually make matching pajamas for Christmas, but it was just too much so I hit Old Navy and Grandma brought some for Cal and we had fun opening the Christmas Eve pjs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2YijkBDiuI/AAAAAAAAA1w/uvtAuvS5srE/s1600-h/WEB+Mexico_13.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2YijkBDiuI/AAAAAAAAA1w/uvtAuvS5srE/s400/WEB+Mexico_13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433067994827950818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning was amazingly beautiful and the kids had fun discovering all the fun things Santa delivered.  We were just glad Santa decided to "pack light" so that we could cart it all home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2YigFK8gTI/AAAAAAAAA1o/uakDRVuuKfM/s1600-h/WEB+Mexico_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2YigFK8gTI/AAAAAAAAA1o/uakDRVuuKfM/s400/WEB+Mexico_5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433067935008325938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2YicmnTXbI/AAAAAAAAA1g/gcHetpfkeDo/s1600-h/WEB+Mexico_4.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2YicmnTXbI/AAAAAAAAA1g/gcHetpfkeDo/s400/WEB+Mexico_4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433067875266158002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2YiY9Ok02I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/t2Aj4R5Znos/s1600-h/WEB+Mexico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2YiY9Ok02I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/t2Aj4R5Znos/s400/WEB+Mexico.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433067812616983394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2YiTaS_5WI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/FdMcl63BjYs/s1600-h/WEB+Mexico_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2YiTaS_5WI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/FdMcl63BjYs/s400/WEB+Mexico_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433067717340947810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carson received a make-your-own-martian kit and they both made many martians Christmas day.  The rest of us lounged, snacked, and generally lazed around for the day!  Ahhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2YiPBxff5I/AAAAAAAAA1I/z3xkVJy3ql8/s1600-h/WEB+Mexico_7.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2YiPBxff5I/AAAAAAAAA1I/z3xkVJy3ql8/s400/WEB+Mexico_7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433067642038484882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-4993310172617677721?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/4993310172617677721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=4993310172617677721' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4993310172617677721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4993310172617677721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-in-mexico-part-1.html' title='Christmas in Mexico Part 1'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S2YjAgz46OI/AAAAAAAAA2o/klP6mNECHeM/s72-c/WEB+Mexico_16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-8720866853050804702</id><published>2010-01-26T16:35:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T16:53:46.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Navidad!! - Mazatlan teaser....</title><content type='html'>We had a FABULOUS time in Mexico with Dan's parents for Christmas!  They recently built a house in Mazatlan and we met them down there for the holidays.  Here are a few shots I took of their new house and community as well as the surrounding area.  The sunsets were as lovely as they appear in my pictures!!  Want to go???  They rent it when they aren't there and I have "connections"!  Now I bet you can't wait to see Christmas "Mexico style".  More to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S19gtf1-qtI/AAAAAAAAA0w/m08NEXg0szE/s1600-h/w+Mexico+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S19gtf1-qtI/AAAAAAAAA0w/m08NEXg0szE/s400/w+Mexico+house.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431166010390391506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S19gdWfFRVI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/I1UE7h58nWo/s1600-h/w+Mexico+Pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S19gdWfFRVI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/I1UE7h58nWo/s400/w+Mexico+Pool.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431165733000529234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pool with a view of the Marina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S19gzY63jJI/AAAAAAAAA04/cmAe-Hi1Mpk/s1600-h/w+Mexico+fishing+boats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S19gzY63jJI/AAAAAAAAA04/cmAe-Hi1Mpk/s400/w+Mexico+fishing+boats.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431166111611063442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fishing boats tied up and waiting for another trip out in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S19gi_nCCiI/AAAAAAAAA0g/gQhtynRVZ9Y/s1600-h/w+Mexico+Island+signpost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S19gi_nCCiI/AAAAAAAAA0g/gQhtynRVZ9Y/s400/w+Mexico+Island+signpost.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431165829939071522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A signpost on a tiny island we visited right off the coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S19goDC6V-I/AAAAAAAAA0o/b8lDkJa_rIg/s1600-h/w+Mexico+Island+roadsign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S19goDC6V-I/AAAAAAAAA0o/b8lDkJa_rIg/s400/w+Mexico+Island+roadsign.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431165916760659938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this island...another sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S19gQ7gJUVI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/PbGP2zZ6Ehw/s1600-h/w+Mexico+sunset+palm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S19gQ7gJUVI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/PbGP2zZ6Ehw/s400/w+Mexico+sunset+palm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431165519598801234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shot of sunset at a hotel which is on the beach near the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S19gMp1xCrI/AAAAAAAAA0I/VV1yq4l2QRo/s1600-h/w+Mexico+sunset+skyline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S19gMp1xCrI/AAAAAAAAA0I/VV1yq4l2QRo/s400/w+Mexico+sunset+skyline.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431165446138170034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skyline view from the bridge by the house at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S19iozH-hqI/AAAAAAAAA1A/bCMdNpuIdcs/s1600-h/w+Mexico+dt+coke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S19iozH-hqI/AAAAAAAAA1A/bCMdNpuIdcs/s400/w+Mexico+dt+coke.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431168128690063010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thrilled to find "coke-light" in abundance in Mazatlan.  This was my favorite...icy cold with a clean glass and straw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-8720866853050804702?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/8720866853050804702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=8720866853050804702' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8720866853050804702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8720866853050804702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2010/01/feliz-navidad-mazatlan-teaser.html' title='Feliz Navidad!! - Mazatlan teaser....'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S19gtf1-qtI/AAAAAAAAA0w/m08NEXg0szE/s72-c/w+Mexico+house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-3898760493513262584</id><published>2010-01-25T19:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T19:07:23.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All washed up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S14xCMrO58I/AAAAAAAAA0A/SbV_G5kClm4/s1600-h/costco+run.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S14xCMrO58I/AAAAAAAAA0A/SbV_G5kClm4/s400/costco+run.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430832114487453634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it rained....and I mean RAINED!  I was sick this past week (and I mean SICK) and desparetly needed to restock a few items.  Costco was a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;must &lt;/span&gt;even with this deluge.  Fortunately the rain didn't stop me from bringing home a smile...I mean where else can you get fountain dt. coke for $ .63!!!!!   So I was thoroughly soaked but happy!  The pic is from my phone and the soaking is just from one trip from the doors of Costco to the doors of my Camry!  Whew!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-3898760493513262584?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/3898760493513262584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=3898760493513262584' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/3898760493513262584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/3898760493513262584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-washed-up.html' title='All washed up!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/S14xCMrO58I/AAAAAAAAA0A/SbV_G5kClm4/s72-c/costco+run.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-5451535618450685176</id><published>2010-01-17T17:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:26:59.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays...Belated!</title><content type='html'>A little Feldman photo recap of 2009....Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you all - LATE!  Sorry we didn't get our cards out this year.  (This video is LONG...feel free to skip around!)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cLwLw9Pw9h4"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; to watch...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-5451535618450685176?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/5451535618450685176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=5451535618450685176' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5451535618450685176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5451535618450685176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-holidaysbelated.html' title='Happy Holidays...Belated!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-6658027917805038029</id><published>2010-01-17T17:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T17:20:54.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some explaining...</title><content type='html'>It is shameful to come back to this blog now.  There are so many things that I wanted to write about and commit to something much more permanent than my memory - I just didn't do it.  I got too paralyzed by not having the cute/funny/witty  that I never posted.  Whenever I relate a story or item of interest to my Dad he predictably asks, "Did you write that in your journal?"   Since I gave up journal writing the day I got married I always have to sheepishly mumble an excuse.  I want to use this as a place to record the easily forgotten, the mundane, and even my frustrations.  Then next time he asks I can say..."yes, have you read my blog?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best reason to keep this up over the next year is even better.  My Mom and her husband are serving a mission in Australia and keeping them updated on my life and the kids is proving to be much harder than I anticipated so Mom this is also for you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-6658027917805038029?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/6658027917805038029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=6658027917805038029' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/6658027917805038029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/6658027917805038029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2010/01/some-explaining.html' title='Some explaining...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-8167472704275796758</id><published>2009-03-31T13:43:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T13:57:39.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Because there is nothing else to post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SdJX8_3AV9I/AAAAAAAAAzo/jMhgCsbBlKQ/s1600-h/Erika+close+up_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SdJXfatEt1I/AAAAAAAAAzI/Ra0l9upBXsE/s400/Carson+close+up+horizontal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319410307133912914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SdJXnD9PJPI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/jXSLyQ6aMU8/s1600-h/Carson+close+up+eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SdJXnD9PJPI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/jXSLyQ6aMU8/s400/Carson+close+up+eyes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319410438466643186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SdJXOoQq1JI/AAAAAAAAAzA/QzW9yE-7SA0/s1600-h/Callum+close+up+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SdJXOoQq1JI/AAAAAAAAAzA/QzW9yE-7SA0/s400/Callum+close+up+.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319410018715096210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SdJXJ2YymwI/AAAAAAAAAy4/zYIy-n5BsaM/s1600-h/Callum+close+up+monkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SdJXJ2YymwI/AAAAAAAAAy4/zYIy-n5BsaM/s400/Callum+close+up+monkey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319409936607910658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SdJXCrrnA6I/AAAAAAAAAyw/EkcTi1MuHyc/s1600-h/Callum+monkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SdJXCrrnA6I/AAAAAAAAAyw/EkcTi1MuHyc/s400/Callum+monkey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319409813474968482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS HOW HE IS MOST OF THE TIME - scary chompers and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SdJW4EMwIGI/AAAAAAAAAyo/DMtDWF6pZw4/s1600-h/Callum+close+up+growl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SdJW4EMwIGI/AAAAAAAAAyo/DMtDWF6pZw4/s400/Callum+close+up+growl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319409631077867618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-8167472704275796758?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/8167472704275796758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=8167472704275796758' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8167472704275796758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8167472704275796758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2009/03/because-there-is-nothing-else-to-post.html' title='Because there is nothing else to post...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SdJX8_3AV9I/AAAAAAAAAzo/jMhgCsbBlKQ/s72-c/Erika+close+up_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-1162217215935449467</id><published>2009-02-12T19:25:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T20:11:14.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What we did on Wednesday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SZTH2mbR3mI/AAAAAAAAAyc/NxPNsc2JE8o/s1600-h/w+-+cal+outside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SZTH2mbR3mI/AAAAAAAAAyc/NxPNsc2JE8o/s400/w+-+cal+outside.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302082402163744354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The faux-hawk is for real...no coaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SZTHywTjkEI/AAAAAAAAAyU/sYHzKg6vXik/s1600-h/w+-+cal+crawl+cu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SZTHywTjkEI/AAAAAAAAAyU/sYHzKg6vXik/s400/w+-+cal+crawl+cu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302082336096227394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SZTHvNALJEI/AAAAAAAAAyM/9IbdnsRvicA/s1600-h/w+-+cal+lip+gloss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SZTHvNALJEI/AAAAAAAAAyM/9IbdnsRvicA/s400/w+-+cal+lip+gloss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302082275080086594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SZTHrnPajnI/AAAAAAAAAyE/2mSm9xH49TI/s1600-h/w+-+cal+eat+grass+1.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SZTHrnPajnI/AAAAAAAAAyE/2mSm9xH49TI/s400/w+-+cal+eat+grass+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302082213403856498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SZTHJypY7QI/AAAAAAAAAx8/CWgcJ9QeDic/s1600-h/w+-+cal+eat+grass+2.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SZTHJypY7QI/AAAAAAAAAx8/CWgcJ9QeDic/s400/w+-+cal+eat+grass+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302081632350039298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SZTGO6VGpvI/AAAAAAAAAx0/BH-ohTwS82c/s1600-h/w+-+kids+garage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SZTGO6VGpvI/AAAAAAAAAx0/BH-ohTwS82c/s400/w+-+kids+garage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302080620800157426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was glorious...  It took 65 degree weather to get me back on the posting wagon.  I had to post this just to remember that we had one nice day in February.  It is supposed to snow again next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-1162217215935449467?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/1162217215935449467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=1162217215935449467' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1162217215935449467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1162217215935449467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-we-did-on-wednesday.html' title='What we did on Wednesday...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SZTH2mbR3mI/AAAAAAAAAyc/NxPNsc2JE8o/s72-c/w+-+cal+outside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-9162597361199039125</id><published>2008-12-16T21:32:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T21:55:31.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My little "Chewy"</title><content type='html'>Ever since Callum was tiny he has been a "high maintenance" baby.  Even with his fussy temperament we have loved every inch of this little man.  He will be all peaches and cream until something doesn't go his way and then he begins to whine and moan in a way that sounds a lot like this guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SUhopYu6uRI/AAAAAAAAAlw/4hwIgkiJfjY/s1600-h/chewbaca-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SUhopYu6uRI/AAAAAAAAAlw/4hwIgkiJfjY/s400/chewbaca-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280585623315069202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit A: (use your imagination ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SUhm4VrKWuI/AAAAAAAAAlo/zAcl-A_ks1I/s1600-h/cal+spitting.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SUhm4VrKWuI/AAAAAAAAAlo/zAcl-A_ks1I/s400/cal+spitting.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280583681168792290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a move to a full-size crib, medication to help keep him "regular", and the breakthrough of 2 teeth we have seen a lot more of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SUhmi5WjtKI/AAAAAAAAAlg/Mtlqc3P5ZVw/s1600-h/cal+smiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SUhmi5WjtKI/AAAAAAAAAlg/Mtlqc3P5ZVw/s400/cal+smiling.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280583312788927650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am "knocking on wood" as I type hoping that maybe we have outgrown some of his Chewbaca wailing.  Hold your breath with me and I'll keep you posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-9162597361199039125?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/9162597361199039125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=9162597361199039125' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/9162597361199039125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/9162597361199039125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-little-chewy.html' title='My little &quot;Chewy&quot;'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SUhopYu6uRI/AAAAAAAAAlw/4hwIgkiJfjY/s72-c/chewbaca-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-5647969768212966902</id><published>2008-12-02T23:29:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T23:52:20.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/STYLcxe_ukI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/TGjrN4KSSvo/s1600-h/Radio-City--Rockettes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/STYLcxe_ukI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/TGjrN4KSSvo/s400/Radio-City--Rockettes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275416602458700354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind ---- seriously I think I've lost it... probably never had much of it to begin with, but what is left is certainly gone.  My Family is coming out for a short visit with one request -Tickets to the Christmas Spectacular at Radio City.  I dutifully purchased tickets for all 6 of us back in October in anticipation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is packed with random events in addition to the upcoming visit and so I was carefully planning it all out on Sunday.  As I attempted to print our tickets I realized they were for December 18th NOT December  4th and then I promptly panicked.  I spent a full day leaving messages at "guest relations", e-mailing, and attempting to make contact with Radio City.  I just needed to know if a swap was even possible before I ran out and sold our tickets to the highest bidder and purchased new ones for the 4th.  No Response - really.  By this morning I was a little worried.  I still hadn't heard a thing in response to my many messages...After a minor (or major) meltdown and lots more phone calls I had secured new tickets on the correct day and time - WHEW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/STYP2eCWrWI/AAAAAAAAAlY/NmuDlJPNQd8/s1600-h/camel_straw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/STYP2eCWrWI/AAAAAAAAAlY/NmuDlJPNQd8/s400/camel_straw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275421441961405794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the breakdown?  I don't know...it really wasn't that much of a problem.  I knew all that in my mind, but just couldn't pull myself together.  You know the straw that broke the camel's back, but I'm pretty sure that makes me the camel.  I think I need help...preferably the kind that comes with an airline ticket to a tropical location, massage, and a babysitter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-5647969768212966902?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/5647969768212966902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=5647969768212966902' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5647969768212966902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5647969768212966902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/12/crazy.html' title='Crazy??'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/STYLcxe_ukI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/TGjrN4KSSvo/s72-c/Radio-City--Rockettes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-1201274944303829533</id><published>2008-11-13T20:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:03:56.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>30-30 Over the Hill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRzb1z242bI/AAAAAAAAAlA/42GAKTDxj80/s1600-h/Over_The_Hill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRzb1z242bI/AAAAAAAAAlA/42GAKTDxj80/s320/Over_The_Hill.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268327381616613810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my little "man" has turned 6.  What a sweet guy I have.  As I put him to bed last night our conversation went a little something like this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Carson:&lt;/span&gt;  "Mom, I don't think I'm ready to turn six"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;  "Why, Bud?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Carson:&lt;/span&gt;  "Because the last five years have been really great." (hint of sadness in his voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt; "What do you mean?" (Trying desperately not to burst out laughing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Carson:&lt;/span&gt;  "Well my early years have been so good, I don't think it will be as good now that I'm so old!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Carson...I promise we'll make the next five years just as good as the last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-1201274944303829533?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/1201274944303829533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=1201274944303829533' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1201274944303829533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1201274944303829533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/11/30-30-over-hill.html' title='30-30 Over the Hill'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRzb1z242bI/AAAAAAAAAlA/42GAKTDxj80/s72-c/Over_The_Hill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-5365753775387262635</id><published>2008-11-12T22:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:01:21.327-05:00</updated><title type='text'>29-30  I just need my bed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRumcKOm7_I/AAAAAAAAAk4/EDYufHkyORo/s1600-h/139961039_f20d193dd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRumcKOm7_I/AAAAAAAAAk4/EDYufHkyORo/s320/139961039_f20d193dd1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267987191852101618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish this was it...a little more sleep and I just might kick this cold....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-5365753775387262635?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/5365753775387262635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=5365753775387262635' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5365753775387262635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5365753775387262635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/11/29-30-i-just-need-my-bed.html' title='29-30  I just need my bed...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRumcKOm7_I/AAAAAAAAAk4/EDYufHkyORo/s72-c/139961039_f20d193dd1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-6182065231746792572</id><published>2008-11-11T19:42:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:22:51.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'>28-30 Little People...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRo6B7Lx82I/AAAAAAAAAkw/a5-q7IuFgNo/s1600-h/w+-+erika+swimming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRo6B7Lx82I/AAAAAAAAAkw/a5-q7IuFgNo/s400/w+-+erika+swimming.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267586518904599394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRo5-BPFWFI/AAAAAAAAAko/h6QoxmUXJRg/s1600-h/w+-+carson+swim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRo5-BPFWFI/AAAAAAAAAko/h6QoxmUXJRg/s400/w+-+carson+swim.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267586451809589330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRooye9UFPI/AAAAAAAAAkg/xkubWhh5yng/s1600-h/w+-+callum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRooye9UFPI/AAAAAAAAAkg/xkubWhh5yng/s400/w+-+callum.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267567561932018930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still feeling a little under the weather so I'll just post a few pics of these sweet kiddos of ours!  The first two are of the kids at the pool during our recent trip to Florida.  The picture of Cal is recent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-6182065231746792572?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/6182065231746792572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=6182065231746792572' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/6182065231746792572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/6182065231746792572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/11/28-30-little-man.html' title='28-30 Little People...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRo6B7Lx82I/AAAAAAAAAkw/a5-q7IuFgNo/s72-c/w+-+erika+swimming.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-7541111459172915086</id><published>2008-11-10T18:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:00:10.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'>27-30 Feeling "Fuzzy"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRjgyWc_84I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/d10pe0zI8l0/s1600-h/alli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRjgyWc_84I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/d10pe0zI8l0/s400/alli.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267206919835087746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we spent a week with my sister-in-law and her kids in Idaho my niece Alli spent a lot of time with Callum.  She loved to play with him, hold him, and talk to him.  Cal could only handle small amounts of "Alli Attention" before he would begin to fuss and whine (note: It wasn't only Alli Attention that caused him to fuss ; )  At this point she would look up at me with her big brown eyes and ask, "What is wrong with him Aunt Jenn?  Is he getting fuzzy?"  With a hidden smile I would reply,  "Yes, Alli he is fuzzy."  He really was (and sometimes still is) a very fussy baby.  There really was nothing in particular  that was bothering him.  He seems to need things just so or he is just not happy...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today I took a page from Cal's book and have been feeling "fuzzy" as Alli says.  I woke up still tired with a headache that has only continued to increase in intensity...  I discovered that my camera lens was broken and I didn't accomplish anything on my to do list and grumped and complained to anyone who would listen to me today.  I think I need a big dose of Vitamin C and a good rest.  Call me tomorrow, hopefully "fuzzy" Jenn won't answer your call....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-7541111459172915086?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/7541111459172915086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=7541111459172915086' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7541111459172915086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7541111459172915086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/11/27-30-feeling-fuzzy.html' title='27-30 Feeling &quot;Fuzzy&quot;'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRjgyWc_84I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/d10pe0zI8l0/s72-c/alli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-6496332456744241298</id><published>2008-11-09T09:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T09:56:32.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>26-30  Back on the wagon...</title><content type='html'>Well, I knew it.... and I blew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I had a minute I kept telling myself that I should post, but in the end I just ran out of energy and time.  Dan spent the day at a "case competition" at Columbia in the city (he was a judge - not a participant) so I had a wallow in self pity day followed by an evening with some girlfriends.  It didn't help that when Dad is gone I am on soccer duty.  We hit Carson's game at 9 and Erika's at 12:30  -- by 1:10 it was rained out and we came home to warm up and shower. I just missed it yesterday, but when you fall off the wagon you jump right back on, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-6496332456744241298?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/6496332456744241298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=6496332456744241298' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/6496332456744241298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/6496332456744241298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/11/26-30-back-on-wagon.html' title='26-30  Back on the wagon...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-7402576344758129369</id><published>2008-11-07T17:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T17:59:44.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>25-30  I'm exhausted...I'll blog about the house soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRTIOWMjraI/AAAAAAAAAkI/Akg1gBXvI8k/s1600-h/w+-+callum+soft+white+edge.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRTIOWMjraI/AAAAAAAAAkI/Akg1gBXvI8k/s400/w+-+callum+soft+white+edge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266054013104926114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the sweet face fool you.  He's out to destroy me!  For the past month or so he has been waking up around 2:00am and crying til you pick him up.  All he needs is a little snuggle and he falls directly back to sleep.  Unfortunately for me he continues this cycle every 40 minutes until morning.  If you try to calm him without picking him up he throws an enormous fit and refuses to stop screaming.  I feel some tough love coming on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-7402576344758129369?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/7402576344758129369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=7402576344758129369' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7402576344758129369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7402576344758129369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/11/25-30-im-exhaustedill-blog-about-house.html' title='25-30  I&apos;m exhausted...I&apos;ll blog about the house soon'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRTIOWMjraI/AAAAAAAAAkI/Akg1gBXvI8k/s72-c/w+-+callum+soft+white+edge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-521508527057335623</id><published>2008-11-06T21:31:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:36:29.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>24-30  Finally!</title><content type='html'>***I will return to answering questions tomorrow***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I decided I had to get Halloween out of the way.  After all the work I put into our costumes I realize now that I did a lousy job of getting pictures of my "blue crew", but since I was on the Activities Committee and Dan left the camera in the car I didn't have many opportunities to sneak away for photo opps. We went as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SROpPj7xFdI/AAAAAAAAAkA/xf25kOGmlX8/s1600-h/smurf+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SROpPj7xFdI/AAAAAAAAAkA/xf25kOGmlX8/s400/smurf+family.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265738474135295442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the Smurfs + Gargamel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of these were taken during clean-up of our ward Halloween Party so Carson (Hefty Smurf) had eaten off most of the makeup around his mouth, and Callum (Baby Smurf) had been slobbering all over my (Brainy Smurf) shirt and neck so we all looked a little scary-crazy by the time we took the picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SROpJXpuhkI/AAAAAAAAAj4/1Uruz3I2nPc/s1600-h/carson+class.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SROpJXpuhkI/AAAAAAAAAj4/1Uruz3I2nPc/s400/carson+class.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265738367759189570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carson during his school parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SROpD57pkpI/AAAAAAAAAjw/rcKASYpO7B0/s1600-h/smurfette+church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SROpD57pkpI/AAAAAAAAAjw/rcKASYpO7B0/s400/smurfette+church.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265738273881952914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely "Smurfette"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SROo9-V-elI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Nq8e0Ik1aA4/s1600-h/gargamel+and+baby+smurf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SROo9-V-elI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Nq8e0Ik1aA4/s400/gargamel+and+baby+smurf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265738171986901586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course Dan was Gargamel because the kids couldn't talk him into being Papa Smurf.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids really wanted to be Smurfs this year and after searching high and low for pre-made costumes to no avail I told them "no".  After much begging, I decided this may be the last year for a while that one of my kids would want to have such a crazy costume. So Smurfs we were!  I spent three days madly trying to make a pattern and then sew Smurf hats, pants and "boots", and a dress for Smurfette.  Gargamel was a little easier to do...  It was fun to watch the people at church try to figure out who I was (in real life not my character).  It was fun and the kids loved having their friends ask who they were.  Hopefully I can scour out a few better pictures to post another time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-521508527057335623?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/521508527057335623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=521508527057335623' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/521508527057335623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/521508527057335623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/11/24-30-finally.html' title='24-30  Finally!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SROpPj7xFdI/AAAAAAAAAkA/xf25kOGmlX8/s72-c/smurf+family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-7064292507539478163</id><published>2008-11-05T17:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:30:30.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>23-30 My Feet...</title><content type='html'>How are your feet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***First, feet are gross...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will explain....I have crazy feet.  They are flat, but usually I am fine with that.  My toes are shaped strangely, but I can't do much about that either.  About 2 years ago I started having pain in my left foot when I would run.  Then the pain became increasingly frequent until now when it is almost unbearable at times.  Finally, in August I had enough and saw a Podiatrist.  After a thorough examination and an MRI  it was determined that I have a large Neuroma in between my 2nd and 3rd toes on my left foot.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRI5V87TlPI/AAAAAAAAAjY/ep82GEtS_ww/s1600-h/nueroma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRI5V87TlPI/AAAAAAAAAjY/ep82GEtS_ww/s200/nueroma.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265333963644441842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Neuroma:  &lt;/span&gt;A neuroma is an enlarged, inflamed nerve mass occurring most commonly at the ball of the foot near the 3rd and 4th toes.  Symptoms usually consist of a sharp, stabbing or burning pain under the ball of the foot with radiating pain into the toes.  In severe cases, a "clicking" sensation can be felt while walking.  This is the nerve mass moving between the adjacent metatarsals.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neuroma is a little larger than my pinkie finger.  I had a round of shots that were horribly painful as well as useless.  Last resort?  Surgery to remove it.  Unfortunately, my Dr. is going to be out of commission until the end of November and I don't want to do it over the holidays particularly so I am looking at having it done in early January.  I am hopeful that it will relieve the pain and allow me to get back to a more active life! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Disney World in September and I was really worried that it would be tough, but it wasn't as bad as I anticipated as long as I wore a certain pair of shoes and alternated with my flip-flops.  Thanks Liz for asking and hopefully it will be better soon.  (I know you can sympathize...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-7064292507539478163?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/7064292507539478163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=7064292507539478163' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7064292507539478163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7064292507539478163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/11/23-30-my-feet.html' title='23-30 My Feet...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRI5V87TlPI/AAAAAAAAAjY/ep82GEtS_ww/s72-c/nueroma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-5074502602895864130</id><published>2008-11-04T18:28:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:33:29.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>22 - 30 My favorite color...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRDbgOcNdjI/AAAAAAAAAjI/GI4EvctzLls/s1600-h/beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRDbgOcNdjI/AAAAAAAAAjI/GI4EvctzLls/s400/beach.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264949311074825778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the color of the water in this picture...I really don't like pink and never have.  Even as a kid I wouldn't wear anything pink if I could help it.  Blues and greens are always my favorites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-5074502602895864130?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/5074502602895864130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=5074502602895864130' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5074502602895864130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5074502602895864130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/11/22-30-my-favorite-color.html' title='22 - 30 My favorite color...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SRDbgOcNdjI/AAAAAAAAAjI/GI4EvctzLls/s72-c/beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-2367282105639747540</id><published>2008-11-03T18:35:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T11:00:54.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'>21-30  Answers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1.  How much longer do you think Dan will be in I-banking? Is he loving it? Are you loving New York and do you see yourself there for the long haul? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQ-S7MYfnLI/AAAAAAAAAio/MGi8G3-_kTY/s1600-h/dollar_sign.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQ-S7MYfnLI/AAAAAAAAAio/MGi8G3-_kTY/s320/dollar_sign.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264588035053296818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  Well, I hope no one from UBS is reading this.... I don't know howlong he'll stay.  He HATES the hours.  For those of you unfamiliar with his hours I will briefly explain.  Usually he leaves before 8:30 am and returns home between 11 - 2 am (16-18 hr days) on average -- Monday to Friday.  On the weekends he works 10 -25 hours from home or office depending on the deal.  To compensate for the long hours they are usually paid pretty well, but Dan is too low in the pecking order to get the crazy bonuses you hear about but high enough for them to cut the bonus he does get when times are tough.  If you average out how much he works with how much he is paid (or will be paid) it is sad.  On the up side he still has a job and in the NY market that is a blessing.  We took this job thinking he would stay long enough to pay down our student loans, but that is proving harder than we anticipated due to current conditions.  So we are contemplating our options...any suggestions???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQ-S_RAtAPI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ZsFSVpwldeo/s1600-h/TPiheartNY550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQ-S_RAtAPI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ZsFSVpwldeo/s320/TPiheartNY550.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264588105015165170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*As for NY...hmmm.  I am torn.  Surprisingly, Dan really likes NY and our neighborhood.  We both think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negatives:&lt;br /&gt; - we hate that we pay the highest property taxes in the US (#1 or#2 is Westchester county).  It is really obscene. &lt;br /&gt;- paying to go to stores like Target.  (I have to pay to park almost everywhere and it is annoying.)&lt;br /&gt;- NY state Taxes! (taxes in general are a big complaint around here)&lt;br /&gt;- Babysitters that cost $10 or more per hour. This limits our ability to have "date night" very often when you know you have to      fork out $40-60 just for the sitter.&lt;br /&gt;- The weather...I don't like cloudy weather and it is cloudy here WAY to often.&lt;br /&gt;- everything is just SO expensive.&lt;br /&gt;- our house..too small, too old, too expensive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ We love the great schools the high taxes pay for.... Both the kids have fabulous programs and teachers.&lt;br /&gt;+ the beautiful, green landscape out here.&lt;br /&gt;+ being able to have NYC so close...I don't get in as often as I would like, but just knowing it is there is great.&lt;br /&gt;+ having so many airports so close - you can go anywhere from NYC&lt;br /&gt;+ our neighbors...they are amazing and dote on our kids/ward...love the wards we've been in outside UT/ID (nothing against the others, but our other wards have just seemed closer.)&lt;br /&gt;+ our house...you kind of love it like a prisoner becomes enamored with his captor ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see we are split here too...I guess much of it depends on the first question - his job.  So I guess I haven't actually answered anything have I?  Well, we are open to suggestions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the questions Molly...  We miss the Philly days too.  We loved our time spent there and think about it all the time.  Funny, because Dan is at Wharton recruiting tonight as I type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tackle #2 tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-2367282105639747540?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/2367282105639747540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=2367282105639747540' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/2367282105639747540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/2367282105639747540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/11/21-30-answers.html' title='21-30  Answers...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQ-S7MYfnLI/AAAAAAAAAio/MGi8G3-_kTY/s72-c/dollar_sign.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-6757086434061805413</id><published>2008-11-02T18:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T18:55:17.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>20-30  What do you want to know????</title><content type='html'>I can't blog Halloween quite yet because I am search of a certain picture so besides Halloween, what do you want to know?  Anything?  Help?  I will try to answer the questions that are put on this post....so let the ????'s commence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-6757086434061805413?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/6757086434061805413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=6757086434061805413' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/6757086434061805413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/6757086434061805413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/11/20-30-what-do-you-want-to-know.html' title='20-30  What do you want to know????'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-4071464157393660735</id><published>2008-11-01T23:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T23:41:23.739-04:00</updated><title type='text'>19-30 Part TWO - Success</title><content type='html'>Hurray!!!  My baby was "good" for a babysitter tonight...what does this mean?  Freedom...unfortunately I can't afford one as often as I  want one, but this is a first step!  Seriously, this is a great thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-4071464157393660735?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/4071464157393660735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=4071464157393660735' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4071464157393660735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4071464157393660735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/11/19-30-part-two-success.html' title='19-30 Part TWO - Success'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-7372367243124263262</id><published>2008-11-01T16:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:19:10.012-04:00</updated><title type='text'>19-30 A clue....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQy46897IzI/AAAAAAAAAig/6aXjMJF_6bE/s1600-h/w+-+dying+clothes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQy46897IzI/AAAAAAAAAig/6aXjMJF_6bE/s400/w+-+dying+clothes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263785387427046194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you already know what our family did for halloween this year, but while i am waiting to find a few pics of the whole famiy, here is a clue for you.  the above picture is one i took while "creating" our costumes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-7372367243124263262?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/7372367243124263262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=7372367243124263262' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7372367243124263262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7372367243124263262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/11/19-30-clue.html' title='19-30 A clue....'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQy46897IzI/AAAAAAAAAig/6aXjMJF_6bE/s72-c/w+-+dying+clothes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-4440304962624100498</id><published>2008-10-31T20:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:06:06.568-04:00</updated><title type='text'>18-30  Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>* one trip to the grocery store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* two school parades and parties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* two missed naps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* one Christmas Kit to get out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* one trick-or-treating gathering to prepare for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* a little service done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* trick-or-treating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* a husband home at 8:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All good reasons today's post will not be lengthy...full report on this year's costumes and candy to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-4440304962624100498?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/4440304962624100498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=4440304962624100498' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4440304962624100498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4440304962624100498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/10/18-30-happy-halloween.html' title='18-30  Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-1386421865139949961</id><published>2008-10-30T21:42:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T22:00:11.689-04:00</updated><title type='text'>17-30 The Great Pumpkin Experiment</title><content type='html'>The past few years we have been paying through the nose for pumpkins that were rotten before Halloween.  Thus prompted "The Great Pumpkin Experiment".  We carefully purchased pumpkin seeds last spring, planted them indoors til they were a vine, transplanted the small plants, watered and fertilized them, and then 85% of them were promptly eaten by these:  (I should clarify that they ate the vines before the pumpkins were fully ripe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQpjuM86egI/AAAAAAAAAh4/8hJ6B0VEqW4/s1600-h/squash_bugs_mating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQpjuM86egI/AAAAAAAAAh4/8hJ6B0VEqW4/s200/squash_bugs_mating.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263128759937694210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But luckily we were able to salvage three cute little pumpkins from the havoc of the squash bugs.  The were medium, small medium, and small....just right for my three little people (OK, Erika, you aren't "little" anymore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQpkOo9CoMI/AAAAAAAAAiA/E_H29MnCDGE/s1600-h/w+-+pumpkins+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQpkOo9CoMI/AAAAAAAAAiA/E_H29MnCDGE/s400/w+-+pumpkins+2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263129317210235074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We opened them up and found them FULL of seeds.  I think it was about 5 cups of seeds from three small pumpkins.  I decided on the spot we must roast them for a treat.  So we carefully separated "guts" from seeds and then I seasoned them and popped them in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQpl45aJ0NI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ZNzqDmYTUNY/s1600-h/PumpkinSeeds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQpl45aJ0NI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ZNzqDmYTUNY/s400/PumpkinSeeds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263131142693441746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids quickly drew out their designs (I assisted Cal of course) and we carved them up lickety split.  Carson insisted on scary eyes and mouth and Erika wanted hers to look "old fashioned".  It is scary to think that the pumpkins I carved as a kid, i.e. no fancy patterns, are "old fashioned".  Every time we popped a piece out from Carson's pumpkin he would take a bite of it and declare it to be delicious.  He then concluded he would like me to send raw pumpkin slices to school for his snack time.  Hmmm.... Cal's little pumpkin had to represent him so we included one of his favorite accessories on his pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQplcVGSHJI/AAAAAAAAAiI/6Mo4DaShZoM/s1600-h/w+-+pumpkins+carved.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQplcVGSHJI/AAAAAAAAAiI/6Mo4DaShZoM/s400/w+-+pumpkins+carved.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263130651910085778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think....was our experiment a success or failure???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-1386421865139949961?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/1386421865139949961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=1386421865139949961' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1386421865139949961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1386421865139949961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/10/17-30-great-pumpkin-experiment.html' title='17-30 The Great Pumpkin Experiment'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQpjuM86egI/AAAAAAAAAh4/8hJ6B0VEqW4/s72-c/squash_bugs_mating.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-2393710915713261473</id><published>2008-10-29T21:28:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:39:37.421-04:00</updated><title type='text'>16 - 30  Isn't it funny...</title><content type='html'>Isn't ironic that the "hump" day of my 30 in 30 falls on a Wednesday the "hump" day of the week?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I found a few pics of a Halloween we had while living in Colorado.  We were home visiting in Idaho and took the kids trick-or-treating at the zoo and my mom's office.  I snapped some shots of them while there.  Erika was almost 6 and Carson the Crocodile wasn't quite one.  She was so excited to be wearing a little makeup.  I think she liked that more than the costume at times. I miss those chubby little cheeks and sweet little six year old....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQkOsV-twLI/AAAAAAAAAhw/gcE7uWL8TIA/s1600-h/bw+-+Erika+kitty+Halloween+2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQkOsV-twLI/AAAAAAAAAhw/gcE7uWL8TIA/s400/bw+-+Erika+kitty+Halloween+2003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262753794536358066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little kitty cat. (The only pic I had was one I had "played" with in Photoshop.  Sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQkOjr2KQ_I/AAAAAAAAAho/_Y_nX3XI-NM/s1600-h/Little+Crocodile+smile+Halloween+2003+new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQkOjr2KQ_I/AAAAAAAAAho/_Y_nX3XI-NM/s400/Little+Crocodile+smile+Halloween+2003+new.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262753645787235314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had no clue what was going on, but he loved his little tail and kept trying to turn around to see it.  Look at the sweet chubby cheeks on Carson Crocodile!  Cal is so different...he is like a little elf.  No chub on him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-2393710915713261473?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/2393710915713261473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=2393710915713261473' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/2393710915713261473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/2393710915713261473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/10/16-30-isnt-it-funny.html' title='16 - 30  Isn&apos;t it funny...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQkOsV-twLI/AAAAAAAAAhw/gcE7uWL8TIA/s72-c/bw+-+Erika+kitty+Halloween+2003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-1710109898575745712</id><published>2008-10-28T23:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:05:05.121-04:00</updated><title type='text'>15-30 The Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQff7QNGrGI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Ej15RHLD3FY/s1600-h/Road2190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQff7QNGrGI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Ej15RHLD3FY/s400/Road2190.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262420898660920418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Club was very interesting this month.  We read "The Road" by Cormac McCarthy.   If you are looking for good writing and thought provoking reading then I must recommend this book.  I have am conflicted over the overall story, but it was engrossing and our discussion was very interesting.  If you have read it I would love to hear your thoughts on it!  All I know is that I felt like adding to our food storage when I finished it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-1710109898575745712?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/1710109898575745712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=1710109898575745712' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1710109898575745712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1710109898575745712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/10/15-30-road.html' title='15-30 The Road'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQff7QNGrGI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Ej15RHLD3FY/s72-c/Road2190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-7692503810667070799</id><published>2008-10-27T22:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:34:20.464-04:00</updated><title type='text'>14-30  Oklahoma or Bust!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQZ6JPcwzlI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Gi5mr7BHxRQ/s1600-h/covered_wagon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQZ6JPcwzlI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Gi5mr7BHxRQ/s400/covered_wagon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262027513813585490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Dan is in OK for a few days and we are really on our own.  His trip consisted of a flight to TX and then a drive to OK....I guess it is better than the work he usually does every day.  It does make me laugh that he is travelling approximately 8+ hours each way for a 2 hour meeting.  I don't know why these trips out of town always feel so far away...he is never home 'til the we smas when he is here during the week so I don't know why it feels so different.  I guess I just miss the warm body crawling into the bed sometime in the middle of the night.  So I'm on my own for a few...Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-7692503810667070799?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/7692503810667070799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=7692503810667070799' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7692503810667070799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7692503810667070799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/10/14-30-oklahoma-or-bust.html' title='14-30  Oklahoma or Bust!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQZ6JPcwzlI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Gi5mr7BHxRQ/s72-c/covered_wagon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-1672406817938013922</id><published>2008-10-26T19:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T20:11:44.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>13-30 lower case madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQUHNccxDeI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/fRYt5owx6v4/s1600-h/cal+cu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQUHNccxDeI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/fRYt5owx6v4/s400/cal+cu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261619667208834530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lately my typing has really become a sorry mess.  why.  i am pretty sure it has a lot to do with typing with only one hand.  you see this third child of mine has relegated me to typing one-handed.  he does not like to sit quietly and play on his own.  he wants to be held much of the time so i check e-mail and blog with him in my arms.  this makes it nearly impossible to add capital letters or any thing beyond a period or the occasional dash for punctuation to my e-mails or messages.  it also means i can't generally do work related typing when he is awake....hmmm.  to tell you the truth the sloppy typing brought on by text messaging is a pet peeve of mine, but i must give in if i am going to stay in touch with the world. so as i sit here typing with cal on my lap, just know that cal and the shift key don't mix in my world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-1672406817938013922?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/1672406817938013922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=1672406817938013922' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1672406817938013922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1672406817938013922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/10/13-30-lower-case-madness.html' title='13-30 lower case madness'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQUHNccxDeI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/fRYt5owx6v4/s72-c/cal+cu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-1016849575542419359</id><published>2008-10-25T22:18:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:28:28.718-04:00</updated><title type='text'>12-30  Wanna Rock-n-roll all night....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQPUEWrCtfI/AAAAAAAAAhA/6LQo2sjevmg/s1600-h/100_7268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQPUEWrCtfI/AAAAAAAAAhA/6LQo2sjevmg/s400/100_7268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261281960969549298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQPT-BMzNyI/AAAAAAAAAg4/uJ9UH-TRfZ0/s1600-h/100_7270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQPT-BMzNyI/AAAAAAAAAg4/uJ9UH-TRfZ0/s400/100_7270.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261281852126344994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carson has declared himself "King" and loves to share his "mad-skills" on Guitar Hero.  He loves to play and has mastered Easy and is half-way through Medium.  I have decided the violin lessons must be assisting him on his way to video game fame.  Too bad mom and dad don't let him play very often or he may have been well on his way to guitar hero stardom by now.  As you can tell by the above pics, he loves to rock out when he has star power.  We aren't sure where the "moves" came from, but he is hilarious to watch.  Now, if only there were a Disney version of this game...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-1016849575542419359?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/1016849575542419359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=1016849575542419359' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1016849575542419359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1016849575542419359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/10/12-30-wanna-rock-n-roll-all-night.html' title='12-30  Wanna Rock-n-roll all night....'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQPUEWrCtfI/AAAAAAAAAhA/6LQo2sjevmg/s72-c/100_7268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-807319383523866108</id><published>2008-10-24T22:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T22:59:13.534-04:00</updated><title type='text'>11-30  Whoever said....</title><content type='html'>Making our Halloween Costumes was a good idea?   Don't answer that  - I think it was me.  I shall be back with a full report (with pictures) on a later date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-807319383523866108?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/807319383523866108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=807319383523866108' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/807319383523866108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/807319383523866108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/10/11-30-whoever-said.html' title='11-30  Whoever said....'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-8914498900520292321</id><published>2008-10-23T21:03:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:42:39.204-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10-30  A little Homecookin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQEkcWHhi-I/AAAAAAAAAgw/QDffR7Fw0dk/s1600-h/carson+apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQEkcWHhi-I/AAAAAAAAAgw/QDffR7Fw0dk/s400/carson+apple.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260525909137525730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQEkXBVUTNI/AAAAAAAAAgo/z2YWwglbmWk/s1600-h/erika+apple.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/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQEkXBVUTNI/AAAAAAAAAgo/z2YWwglbmWk/s400/erika+apple.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260525817658887378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago we did a little apple picking...  It was a perfect day for apples and we enjoyed them immensely!  They were yummy and lovely, but after a few weeks we still had apples lining the drawer of my fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not really like fruit pies...in general.  Unfortunately, Dan loves them.  I have only attempted 2 fruit pies in the past both of which were so-so.  This past weekend the apples we picked were calling to me to put them to use.  I called the queen of pies and requested a crust recipe...researched a good filling and this is the result!  It looks a little messy - in the future I shall tidy up the edge - but very delicious!  I received rave reviews from my husband...I may have to mend my ways and add pies to my list of "can dos"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQEfItUuFoI/AAAAAAAAAgg/mliOQa4VvQs/s1600-h/apple+pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQEfItUuFoI/AAAAAAAAAgg/mliOQa4VvQs/s400/apple+pie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260520074211366530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-8914498900520292321?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/8914498900520292321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=8914498900520292321' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8914498900520292321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8914498900520292321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/10/10-30-little-homecookin.html' title='10-30  A little Homecookin&apos;'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SQEkcWHhi-I/AAAAAAAAAgw/QDffR7Fw0dk/s72-c/carson+apple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-2970876533806012085</id><published>2008-10-22T15:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T16:03:01.067-04:00</updated><title type='text'>9-30 Contents of a boy's pocket...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SP-Gmj-MRQI/AAAAAAAAAgY/XCDTZkeortw/s1600-h/pocket"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SP-Gmj-MRQI/AAAAAAAAAgY/XCDTZkeortw/s400/pocket" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260070886841271554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* 7 "beautiful" rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* a lucky penny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* an acorn top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* a screw with a "minus" sign on top instead of a "plus" sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  a seed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I pulled out of Carson's pocket today.  You can imagine what the washing machine sounds and looks like when I forget to check the pockets of our pants before washing.  The rumble and crash of a load of laundry reminds me that I have forgotten to empty them first.  I guess I'm glad that he is curious enough about the world to want to bring a little home every night.  The real question is what to do with all the "treasures" he finds.  Usually, it all ends up in the trash....until he happens to catch me and then I am called to task. I guess I'm glad he doesn't deposit any living items in his pockets!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-2970876533806012085?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/2970876533806012085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=2970876533806012085' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/2970876533806012085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/2970876533806012085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/10/9-30-contents-of-boys-pocket.html' title='9-30 Contents of a boy&apos;s pocket...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SP-Gmj-MRQI/AAAAAAAAAgY/XCDTZkeortw/s72-c/pocket' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-4669847229842090303</id><published>2008-10-21T21:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:12:04.485-04:00</updated><title type='text'>8-30  Home Early!</title><content type='html'>So I am begging off on a long post tonight.  Dan just walked in and its only 8:40!!!!  Miracle of Miracles!  So we are going to enjoy a rare treat... See you tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-4669847229842090303?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/4669847229842090303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=4669847229842090303' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4669847229842090303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4669847229842090303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/10/8-30-home-early.html' title='8-30  Home Early!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-5796155561651086696</id><published>2008-10-20T23:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:44:46.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>7-30  Whoa Nelly!</title><content type='html'>This is what I did yesterday as I was coming downstairs to take care of Carson:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SP1OfxneqAI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/FN4fFmy2PFo/s1600-h/falling.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SP1OfxneqAI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/FN4fFmy2PFo/s320/falling.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259446247640442882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the way from the top to the bottom of our hardwood stairs.  I am sure it is all because I was running around the house in a pair of these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SP1OTmC8tXI/AAAAAAAAAgA/JfTU6kV0dwo/s1600-h/socks_fluffy_pnk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SP1OTmC8tXI/AAAAAAAAAgA/JfTU6kV0dwo/s320/socks_fluffy_pnk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259446038376002930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would post a picture of what the results are, but that would make this post a little more than "G" rated and let's get real, my parents read this blog and it would be quite shocking.  Let's just say I have an enormous bruise on my "seat" and my ego is quite bruised as well.  Dan did a great job of holding back all smirks until after he determined that I was OK and in one piece.  I think this warrants a new pair of slippers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-5796155561651086696?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/5796155561651086696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=5796155561651086696' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5796155561651086696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5796155561651086696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/10/7-30-whoa-nelly.html' title='7-30  Whoa Nelly!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SP1OfxneqAI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/FN4fFmy2PFo/s72-c/falling.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-1679694882787313344</id><published>2008-10-19T15:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T15:54:13.374-04:00</updated><title type='text'>6-30  Hmmm</title><content type='html'>Carson spent the day like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPuQFyqzD7I/AAAAAAAAAf4/o7HxGm-OzMY/s1600-h/illness.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPuQFyqzD7I/AAAAAAAAAf4/o7HxGm-OzMY/s200/illness.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258955419060211634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully we'll be up and running again tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-1679694882787313344?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/1679694882787313344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=1679694882787313344' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1679694882787313344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1679694882787313344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/10/6-30-hmmm.html' title='6-30  Hmmm'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPuQFyqzD7I/AAAAAAAAAf4/o7HxGm-OzMY/s72-c/illness.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-5947015312757460873</id><published>2008-10-18T19:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T20:01:26.612-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5-30  Living on Fumes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPp3wTL5waI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Zs7XkArBewE/s1600-h/Paint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPp3wTL5waI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Zs7XkArBewE/s400/Paint.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258647186576097698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gallon of paint for 2 very small closets.  Seriously.  It has been an entire week of snatching moments during naps and carpools to paint the two small closets in our bedroom, but it is done!  Unfortunately I have the rest of the room to finish.  At this rate It should take...ahhhh....about a month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-5947015312757460873?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/5947015312757460873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=5947015312757460873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5947015312757460873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5947015312757460873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/10/5-30.html' title='5-30  Living on Fumes'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPp3wTL5waI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Zs7XkArBewE/s72-c/Paint.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-140517203272409814</id><published>2008-10-17T15:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:57:58.179-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4 - 30 Love these...</title><content type='html'>I need to write about my favorite baby products.  This time around I have just been "getting by" with a  lot of things because he is the last one.  These have been two of my favorite current items to have around since having Cal.  If you are in the market for a great gift  add these to the list of things to checkout...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPkFyY5bHiI/AAAAAAAAAfI/m4lO3u095dE/s1600-h/K3800_d_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPkFyY5bHiI/AAAAAAAAAfI/m4lO3u095dE/s400/K3800_d_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258240403166666274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little music and lights crib  toy is a life-saver!!!  I had a fish version when Carson was little and he loved it, but they have made vast improvements.  The old version made loud "cranking" noises when the fish moved around.  In the new model the animals silently sway and move to the nature noises or music.  Cal loves watching the waterfall and the animals move.  He is soothed by the music or nature sounds.  It is a winner.  If you have a baby, or are buying a shower gift I give this full marks.  (It is made by Fisher-Price.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPjuk_8zqjI/AAAAAAAAAfA/CVu9wRKPJiw/s1600-h/ZM50181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPjuk_8zqjI/AAAAAAAAAfA/CVu9wRKPJiw/s400/ZM50181.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258214884364233266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another great product that I couldn't live without, especially when he was tiny.  It is well padded and has 2 positions.  I loved it for sleeping when he was little and for eating now that he is just starting food.  It vibrates and has an ipod hookup so that you can play any music you want. (It does have built in music too - the digital corny kind)  I don't love the toy bar, but it is in a good position and I can add my own toys from other baby toys that I have.  I have loved this little seat.   (Made by Combi)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-140517203272409814?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/140517203272409814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=140517203272409814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/140517203272409814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/140517203272409814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/10/4-30-love-these.html' title='4 - 30 Love these...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPkFyY5bHiI/AAAAAAAAAfI/m4lO3u095dE/s72-c/K3800_d_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-4383257265644929197</id><published>2008-10-16T20:24:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T08:16:58.669-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3 - 30  My thoughts on the Election this year....</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPfb1dhrpVI/AAAAAAAAAe4/jnHUkxXUz-I/s1600-h/first+food+before+we+begin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPfb1dhrpVI/AAAAAAAAAe4/jnHUkxXUz-I/s400/first+food+before+we+begin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257912801483793746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was so excited this year! I am always excited about politics and this Election will be so interesting that it just makes me grin.  I couldn't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPfbyLwTz9I/AAAAAAAAAew/I4NxCRr4OKo/s1600-h/first+food+step+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPfbyLwTz9I/AAAAAAAAAew/I4NxCRr4OKo/s400/first+food+step+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257912745173700562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it comes... the issues, the debates, the news coverage, the VP selections....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPfbt3IfhMI/AAAAAAAAAeo/bemSN0flyqs/s1600-h/first+food+cu+spoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPfbt3IfhMI/AAAAAAAAAeo/bemSN0flyqs/s400/first+food+cu+spoon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257912670918509762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does it all taste?????????????  A little sweet, a little bitter, a little surprising---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPfboJzrv1I/AAAAAAAAAeg/b5fp7r03_P8/s1600-h/first+food+step+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPfboJzrv1I/AAAAAAAAAeg/b5fp7r03_P8/s400/first+food+step+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257912572852289362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, it all just has a bad aftertaste.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-4383257265644929197?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/4383257265644929197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=4383257265644929197' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4383257265644929197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4383257265644929197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/10/3-30-my-thoughts-on-election-this-year.html' title='3 - 30  My thoughts on the Election this year....'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPfb1dhrpVI/AAAAAAAAAe4/jnHUkxXUz-I/s72-c/first+food+before+we+begin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-5625774428720984276</id><published>2008-10-15T20:46:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:37:11.488-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 - 30  Columbus Day - the best "Jewish Holiday" of the year...</title><content type='html'>On Columbus Day, we went here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPaW1S3GrCI/AAAAAAAAAeY/CGCQ3rfkKcI/s1600-h/sleepy+hollow+sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPaW1S3GrCI/AAAAAAAAAeY/CGCQ3rfkKcI/s400/sleepy+hollow+sign.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257555457341828130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPaV0f4M9GI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/6oxt7fTRMQo/s1600-h/cemetary"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPaV0f4M9GI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/6oxt7fTRMQo/s400/cemetary" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257554344144598114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With these fun people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPaVvn92s7I/AAAAAAAAAeI/VvoNJ58ng10/s1600-h/brian+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPaVvn92s7I/AAAAAAAAAeI/VvoNJ58ng10/s400/brian+family.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257554260416443314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian, Heidi, and Parker - By the way, isn't he just the cutest little bit of humanity?  Just 3.5 weeks younger than Cal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPaVpxxBQYI/AAAAAAAAAeA/xj_RuhDatk0/s1600-h/parker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPaVpxxBQYI/AAAAAAAAAeA/xj_RuhDatk0/s400/parker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257554159967748482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw this Familiy Plot: The Legend of Sleepy Hollow - Author &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPaVk9b6V7I/AAAAAAAAAd4/pTpvnufmM3M/s1600-h/irving"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPaVk9b6V7I/AAAAAAAAAd4/pTpvnufmM3M/s400/irving" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257554077201094578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cal loved the ride...don't you just love the hat...not necessary, but cutenone the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPaVc-s8bAI/AAAAAAAAAdw/t1DFxlfsE1c/s1600-h/callum+sleepy+hollow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPaVc-s8bAI/AAAAAAAAAdw/t1DFxlfsE1c/s400/callum+sleepy+hollow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257553940102016002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids loved the cannons we found.  This was taken in honor of Grandma and Grandpa Cannon.  (Note:  Not sure what the cannons were protecting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPaVTP_syMI/AAAAAAAAAdo/RA3myt5XMPc/s1600-h/kids+on+cannon"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPaVTP_syMI/AAAAAAAAAdo/RA3myt5XMPc/s400/kids+on+cannon" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257553772945393858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rare shot of Mom and baby enjoying a lovely afternoon with family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPaVNXIYz1I/AAAAAAAAAdg/6PPXxwuLqDU/s1600-h/cal+and+mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPaVNXIYz1I/AAAAAAAAAdg/6PPXxwuLqDU/s400/cal+and+mom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257553671781666642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carson declared on the way home, "Mom, Columbus Day is the best Jewish Holiday there is!"  And I had to admit, he was right.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Note:  In NY  most Jewish holidays are celebrated with a day off of school, like Yom Kippur and Rosh Hashanah)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-5625774428720984276?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/5625774428720984276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=5625774428720984276' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5625774428720984276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5625774428720984276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/10/columbus-day-best-jewish-holiday-of.html' title='2 - 30  Columbus Day - the best &quot;Jewish Holiday&quot; of the year...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPaW1S3GrCI/AAAAAAAAAeY/CGCQ3rfkKcI/s72-c/sleepy+hollow+sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-2077122954776925117</id><published>2008-10-14T21:21:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:37:31.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'>30 posts in 30 days??</title><content type='html'>So I have officially "failed" one of my resolutions...you know the one I made about posting at least once a week.  Huh?  Well, my sis-in-law has agreed to 30 posts in 30 days.  Can I do it?  Yes, I can!  So to kick it off I shall finally show another peak at the cute little man-child we call Callum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPVGYepXmfI/AAAAAAAAAc4/IVmoz7Zq34A/s1600-h/callum+cu+eyes+3"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPVGYepXmfI/AAAAAAAAAc4/IVmoz7Zq34A/s400/callum+cu+eyes+3" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257185526382303730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Four Months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-2077122954776925117?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/2077122954776925117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=2077122954776925117' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/2077122954776925117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/2077122954776925117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/10/30-posts-in-30-days.html' title='30 posts in 30 days??'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SPVGYepXmfI/AAAAAAAAAc4/IVmoz7Zq34A/s72-c/callum+cu+eyes+3' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-6516892344981822417</id><published>2008-07-01T14:24:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T14:35:49.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SGp25z7z0RI/AAAAAAAAAcw/xEUTE2JMqcQ/s1600-h/cal+sleeping+3+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SGp25z7z0RI/AAAAAAAAAcw/xEUTE2JMqcQ/s400/cal+sleeping+3+weeks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218113853827830034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SGp20u1zYMI/AAAAAAAAAco/7hbihwMlVD4/s1600-h/Cal+3+weeks+stretching.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SGp20u1zYMI/AAAAAAAAAco/7hbihwMlVD4/s400/Cal+3+weeks+stretching.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218113766561112258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SGp2uSwZ37I/AAAAAAAAAcg/U2zs0JXLLuM/s1600-h/cal+3+weeks+with+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SGp2uSwZ37I/AAAAAAAAAcg/U2zs0JXLLuM/s400/cal+3+weeks+with+kids.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218113655943061426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SGp2mQ5-0sI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Qb5nEpiNmCs/s1600-h/cal+bw+3weeks+crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SGp2mQ5-0sI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Qb5nEpiNmCs/s400/cal+bw+3weeks+crying.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218113518007407298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SGp2h6XJZVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/BHHsCZdjK3I/s1600-h/cal+bw+3+weeks+close+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SGp2h6XJZVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/BHHsCZdjK3I/s400/cal+bw+3+weeks+close+up.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218113443236242770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SGp2dqHlxgI/AAAAAAAAAcI/bzvQM0Zc99g/s1600-h/cal+bw+3+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SGp2dqHlxgI/AAAAAAAAAcI/bzvQM0Zc99g/s400/cal+bw+3+weeks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218113370156549634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can a month be gone already?  What an amazing change a baby has on your life...we are still adjusting to life with three kids on three totally different schedules.  He is still pretty fussy at times, but there are times when he is happy and calm.  How can you not want to just kiss those baby cheeks!  As the picture shows, we all pretty much just dote on baby Cal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, having three is a challenge.  Not so much what it entails, but all the many emotions and demands you have.  I think a lot of it is the fact that Dan isn't around much to give me a few minutes to myself to recharge.  He tries to make up for it when he can, but it is hard on both of us.  We both wish he could be home more.  On a brighter note, my mom is coming in a week and we are all excited to have grandma here to help out and cheer us up!  I already have a list of things I want to get done and some serious play time planned, too.  Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-6516892344981822417?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/6516892344981822417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=6516892344981822417' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/6516892344981822417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/6516892344981822417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-month.html' title='One Month'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SGp25z7z0RI/AAAAAAAAAcw/xEUTE2JMqcQ/s72-c/cal+sleeping+3+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-4747255119614694076</id><published>2008-06-30T17:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T17:45:15.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SGlTAYnoZVI/AAAAAAAAAcA/-UHpyBmHRhs/s1600-h/raspberries+varieties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SGlTAYnoZVI/AAAAAAAAAcA/-UHpyBmHRhs/s320/raspberries+varieties.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217792909359211858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year we planted some raspberry plants that didn't give us more than a few berries.  We thought we planted two red varieties only, but as you can see we ended up with a rogue golden variety as a bonus.  They are mild and tasty.  These are samples of the goods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SGlS7i6do1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/so-Zn91m99U/s1600-h/raspberries+with+quarter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SGlS7i6do1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/so-Zn91m99U/s320/raspberries+with+quarter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217792826223207250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the varieties has enormous berries that are beautiful and perfect for eating.  These two were bigger than a quarter and they are just "average" in size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sorry for the poor pics, they are from my phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-4747255119614694076?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/4747255119614694076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=4747255119614694076' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4747255119614694076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4747255119614694076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/06/yummy.html' title='Yummy!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SGlTAYnoZVI/AAAAAAAAAcA/-UHpyBmHRhs/s72-c/raspberries+varieties.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-8411338875524691012</id><published>2008-06-23T11:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T11:35:54.634-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a peek at Cal</title><content type='html'>Well, we have survived the first few weeks and this little guy is slowly finding his own niche in our family circle.  He is pretty good, but still has his schedule all confused and regularly wakes up in the middle of the night to just hang out.  We're working on that one.  Erika snapped the first two pics while Dan was holding Cal.  I love the second shot...he seems to be wondering what kind of family he was thrown in to!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SF_BYBKcl8I/AAAAAAAAAbk/vJEFmuiw1as/s1600-h/Cal+with+Dan+3+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SF_BYBKcl8I/AAAAAAAAAbk/vJEFmuiw1as/s400/Cal+with+Dan+3+weeks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215099511891597250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SF_BTa6NvSI/AAAAAAAAAbc/1MwfpugeaLM/s1600-h/Cal+with+Dan+3+weeks+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SF_BTa6NvSI/AAAAAAAAAbc/1MwfpugeaLM/s400/Cal+with+Dan+3+weeks+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215099432903490850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SF_ADVRIEOI/AAAAAAAAAbU/HB8bfphe5Y0/s1600-h/cal+3+weeks+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SF_ADVRIEOI/AAAAAAAAAbU/HB8bfphe5Y0/s400/cal+3+weeks+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215098056999440610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the little tuft of hair that sticks up along his head.  Believe me, we have tried to tame it with no luck.  As it dries it curls up along his head giving him a little mohawk.  And he is still in love with his hands.  They are almost always up at his face or mouth.  Any tips on curing him of that little habit?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-8411338875524691012?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/8411338875524691012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=8411338875524691012' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8411338875524691012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8411338875524691012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/06/peek-at-cal.html' title='a peek at Cal'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SF_BYBKcl8I/AAAAAAAAAbk/vJEFmuiw1as/s72-c/Cal+with+Dan+3+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-5488796503035641201</id><published>2008-06-20T19:28:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T19:37:08.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you remember...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SFw9Lavue1I/AAAAAAAAAa8/g7yzdkqo7dk/s1600-h/wax+bottles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SFw9Lavue1I/AAAAAAAAAa8/g7yzdkqo7dk/s400/wax+bottles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214109734955547474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;...Wax Candy Bottles????&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record these "candies" are really gross, but I couldn't help but feel a little nostalgia when I spotted these little gems in the grocery store the other day.  I don't think my parents ever bought these for us.  I used to get them when we visited my grandpa in Rexburg.  He lived close to a little gas station and my cousins or sisters and brother would walk there and pick our own treats to purchase.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to share this strange "candy" with the kids just once.  Needless to say it was a hit, just like me they couldn't decide what was more fun - the drink inside or the wax bottle....  It seems like they came in several shapes, but this is the one that we would get most often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SFw-UnIgISI/AAAAAAAAAbM/OqYfpIM7t98/s1600-h/wax+candy+erika.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SFw-UnIgISI/AAAAAAAAAbM/OqYfpIM7t98/s400/wax+candy+erika.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214110992411140386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SFw-RvXZvpI/AAAAAAAAAbE/xJNMm9hhFTs/s1600-h/wax+candy+carson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SFw-RvXZvpI/AAAAAAAAAbE/xJNMm9hhFTs/s400/wax+candy+carson.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214110943081512594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever have these "candies" as a kid????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-5488796503035641201?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/5488796503035641201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=5488796503035641201' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5488796503035641201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5488796503035641201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/06/do-you-remember.html' title='Do you remember...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SFw9Lavue1I/AAAAAAAAAa8/g7yzdkqo7dk/s72-c/wax+bottles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-425840464870490708</id><published>2008-06-15T13:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T13:58:43.694-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SFVOINffqwI/AAAAAAAAAa0/7k8S-S1LTRk/s1600-h/crying+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SFVOINffqwI/AAAAAAAAAa0/7k8S-S1LTRk/s400/crying+baby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212158046718896898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first two weeks went pretty well...lots of sleeping, eating, and (ahem) pooping. The last three days have been much worse.  Lots of fussing and the only sleeping is during the day.  I am pretty sure I am being hazed by my baby!  I know it will pass, but in the mean time I am not my best self and poor Erika, Carson, and Dan are the lucky recipient of my ever-changing mood.  I was hoping that Dan would have a few easy weeks following Cal's arrival, but he has been working 'til the wee sma's again 2,3,4am.  I knew it would be like this sometimes, but when the reality sets in...sigh...it is hard to stay positive.  I have so much I need to do and by the time he is resting, I am too tired and unmotivated to get going!  It made me wonder why we're debating what is torture for political prisoners, and what constitutes cruel and unusual punishment....if they really wanted to make someone suffer they only need to give them a baby with colic to care for!  After a few weeks you're crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-425840464870490708?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/425840464870490708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=425840464870490708' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/425840464870490708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/425840464870490708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/06/whew.html' title='Whew!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SFVOINffqwI/AAAAAAAAAa0/7k8S-S1LTRk/s72-c/crying+baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-113145257533953699</id><published>2008-06-07T14:58:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T16:23:29.275-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Third time's a Charm!</title><content type='html'>Most of you have heard the horror story about Carson's birth.  Cal's story is so different!  To try and prevent a "speedy" arrival and to control the risk of hemorrhage I was induced.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SErtqZkR75I/AAAAAAAAAak/YjMtP_Cn-nU/s1600-h/w+-+Mom+last+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SErtqZkR75I/AAAAAAAAAak/YjMtP_Cn-nU/s320/w+-+Mom+last+day.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209237231680745362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;(On our way to the hospital)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It began as a LONG day and I was starting to worry it would end in a C-section, but in the end it was FAST!  In the end I went from a "3" to delivery in about 45 minutes - WHEW!  It must have been the fact that after the Dr. checked me for the last time and said I was still a "3" Dan decided it was time to go and grab some dinner. About a 1/2hr later the Dr. checked again and Cal was on his way...  Where was Dad?  The Dr. asked if we could call him on his cell phone.  "Of course, he has his blackberry with him," I replied.  He starts to laugh and said, "This blackberry?"  Ahhhhhhhh!  I joked, "If he doesn't make it for the delivery do I deserve a new pair of shoes?"  He replied, "You're in Greenwich, that deserves diamonds!"  Luckily, they made a hospital page and he showed up with 5 minutes to spare.  Literally, Cal was born 5 minutes later...and other than having a mighty sore heiny I am feeling pretty good. I have decided that I need to have Dad take a few pics of me with Cal (Oops!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SErj_t6BZ0I/AAAAAAAAAac/dTLosQjMUTU/s1600-h/w+-+Cal+on+the+scale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SErj_t6BZ0I/AAAAAAAAAac/dTLosQjMUTU/s320/w+-+Cal+on+the+scale.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209226602801620802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is in all his glory.  He had the cord wrapped around his neck 2X's and so his face was really swollen when he was born.  We both agreed he looked like a little old man for the first night until the swelling went down. So sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SErinhdGKII/AAAAAAAAAaU/1if6flXDgew/s1600-h/w+-+Dad+and+Callum+day1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SErinhdGKII/AAAAAAAAAaU/1if6flXDgew/s320/w+-+Dad+and+Callum+day1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209225087630583938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and Callum right after he was born.  It was hard to believe that we were now the parents of 3!  We had put off the reality of this day and it was strange to be finally be meeting "Crackers".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SErihihTh1I/AAAAAAAAAaM/qB5aWu49OZ4/s1600-h/w+-+Erika+and+Cal+at+the+hospital.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SErihihTh1I/AAAAAAAAAaM/qB5aWu49OZ4/s320/w+-+Erika+and+Cal+at+the+hospital.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209224984837457746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Erika and Cal hit it off immediately.  She is so good with him - even if she is a little eager to "prove" herself as a competent older sibling.  Read: She wants to  pick him up and play with him all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SEricSoiHlI/AAAAAAAAAaE/09jWD6Hv0xA/s1600-h/w+-+Erika+Carson+Cal+2days.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SEricSoiHlI/AAAAAAAAAaE/09jWD6Hv0xA/s320/w+-+Erika+Carson+Cal+2days.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209224894673460818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SEriVh-5M5I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/9p7BWpmrzOg/s1600-h/w+-+Cal+comes+home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SEriVh-5M5I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/9p7BWpmrzOg/s320/w+-+Cal+comes+home.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209224778534695826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kiddies with their new little brother.  We had finally come up with a name...Callum James Feldman or "Cal" for short.  Carson couldn't remember his name and kept calling him "Crackers".  After gently reminding him that his name was "Callum or Cal" not "Crackers" anymore he replied, "Well, we need to change his name 'cause I just can't remember that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SEriLAAI0SI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/I805X4Q1USQ/s1600-h/w+-+Carson+and+Cal+Day+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SEriLAAI0SI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/I805X4Q1USQ/s320/w+-+Carson+and+Cal+Day+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209224597614416162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days before I had Cal, Carson got sick.  High fever that went away, but he ended up with a cough and stuffy nose.  We limited his exposure to Cal at the hospital and finally on Sunday he was able to really snuggle up with his new little brother.  He was so excited to finally be able to hold him.  He was thrilled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SErfWwmbV9I/AAAAAAAAAZs/MWQ4McbcNGk/s1600-h/w+-+Grandparents+and+Cal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SErfWwmbV9I/AAAAAAAAAZs/MWQ4McbcNGk/s320/w+-+Grandparents+and+Cal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209221501103593426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Feldman spent the week with us.  It was so fun to have them here with us.  Grandma helped with Cal and kept the ever-mounting piles of laundry done.  Grandpa Ed and Dan got busy and worked on a few house projects during the week as well.  They installed all new windows in the basement!  What a huge project to have done and out of the way...it will definitely help with the heating and cooling bills this year, too.  THANK YOU!!!!!  What a great week that went altogether too fast!  We miss you already. I am not sure how I'll survive without your extra hands this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SEre8RSmCWI/AAAAAAAAAZk/6mw6JMSQRDU/s1600-h/w+-+Cal+day+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SEre8RSmCWI/AAAAAAAAAZk/6mw6JMSQRDU/s320/w+-+Cal+day+9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209221046022310242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is Cal.  I would love to have a little better shot of his face, but he loves his little hands.  Even in the ultrasound pics he had his hands up in front of his mouth.  He is sweet as can be and has very blue eyes.  This is normal for most babies, but both Carson and Erika had black eyes at birth.  They were never blue.  Carson's have stayed almost black, and Erika has brown eyes now.  At least I have one baby with blue eyes for now.  His hair is so cute with at least 4 cowlicks in the back that force his hair into a little mohawk.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing to have a little newborn in our home again.  He is so sweet it almost makes me want another one....(I said ALMOST).  He is not really on a schedule yet, but he sleeps and eats and does very little crying yet.  We all adore this little guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-113145257533953699?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/113145257533953699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=113145257533953699' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/113145257533953699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/113145257533953699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/06/third-times-charm.html' title='Third time&apos;s a Charm!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SErtqZkR75I/AAAAAAAAAak/YjMtP_Cn-nU/s72-c/w+-+Mom+last+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-2950663113247504031</id><published>2008-05-31T17:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T17:58:01.442-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby #3...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SEHI5oo8aYI/AAAAAAAAAZc/6rkMHzKBGVg/s1600-h/callum+james+14+hours+old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SEHI5oo8aYI/AAAAAAAAAZc/6rkMHzKBGVg/s320/callum+james+14+hours+old.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206663536704252290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;&lt;center&gt;Callum James Feldman&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; May 29, 2008&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; 7lbs. 8 oz.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; 20 1/4"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is OK so far...we'll update later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-2950663113247504031?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/2950663113247504031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=2950663113247504031' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/2950663113247504031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/2950663113247504031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/05/baby-3.html' title='Baby #3...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SEHI5oo8aYI/AAAAAAAAAZc/6rkMHzKBGVg/s72-c/callum+james+14+hours+old.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-5416563158973587175</id><published>2008-05-28T21:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T21:26:10.172-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow's the Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SD4GAYo8aXI/AAAAAAAAAZU/61-XwQOK8Q4/s1600-h/56961605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SD4GAYo8aXI/AAAAAAAAAZU/61-XwQOK8Q4/s320/56961605.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205604822970820978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll keep you posted.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-5416563158973587175?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/5416563158973587175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=5416563158973587175' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5416563158973587175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5416563158973587175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/05/tomorrows-day.html' title='Tomorrow&apos;s the Day!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SD4GAYo8aXI/AAAAAAAAAZU/61-XwQOK8Q4/s72-c/56961605.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-756066589921944386</id><published>2008-05-25T17:54:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T18:13:32.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping a promise</title><content type='html'>Well, I told you we have been doing a little work around the house and that I would blog about it. We finally tackled a little work outside (we're on sabbatical from inside work).  We wanted a yard for the kids to play in and this house had a good sized yard for NY.  Unfortunately it looked like a jungle or rainforest when we moved in.  With plenty to do to the house itself we have turned a blind eye to the outside for the past two years. OK, last year we ripped out about 8 very large "wild" trees, but that is where it ended.   With baby 3 due any day I knew that we needed to get a yard for the big kids ASAP.  We didn't do any landscaping in the back this year, but we did manage to rip out the jungle and seed the back lawn!  Here are the pics of the process...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the yard looked like before we began:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDng8oo8aVI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GB7OhhHDFNg/s1600-h/w+-+yard+and+garage+10+july+2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDng8oo8aVI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GB7OhhHDFNg/s320/w+-+yard+and+garage+10+july+2006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204438176709241170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDng3oo8aUI/AAAAAAAAAY8/OGmVcqSlcqw/s1600-h/w+-+Yard+10+july+2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDng3oo8aUI/AAAAAAAAAY8/OGmVcqSlcqw/s320/w+-+Yard+10+july+2006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204438090809895234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day One:  The bulldozer moves in and makes short work of the debris, weeds, and sucker trees in the way.  After they cleared it out they carted in 30 yards of new topsoil and planted the seed.  The waiting began....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDngxIo8aTI/AAAAAAAAAY0/IpSm1SWvU3E/s1600-h/w+-+view+from+the+back+fence+with+bulldozer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDngxIo8aTI/AAAAAAAAAY0/IpSm1SWvU3E/s320/w+-+view+from+the+back+fence+with+bulldozer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204437979140745522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDngpYo8aSI/AAAAAAAAAYs/AsQpLHofiFQ/s1600-h/w+-+view+from+back+porch+day+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDngpYo8aSI/AAAAAAAAAYs/AsQpLHofiFQ/s320/w+-+view+from+back+porch+day+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204437845996759330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just over a week later the seeds sprouted and we could see what would soon be our lawn.  It was amazing that we didn't get any weeds...we figured they would show up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDngk4o8aRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/l9aGNlNAfGU/s1600-h/w+-+back+porch+view+week+1"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDngk4o8aRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/l9aGNlNAfGU/s320/w+-+back+porch+view+week+1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204437768687347986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDngYoo8aQI/AAAAAAAAAYc/9kQE7d5DbLU/s1600-h/w+-+back+porch+view+week+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDngYoo8aQI/AAAAAAAAAYc/9kQE7d5DbLU/s320/w+-+back+porch+view+week+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204437558233950466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These last pics were a little over 2 weeks after they planted the grass.  It looks amazing!  Still no weeds (cross your fingers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDngTYo8aPI/AAAAAAAAAYU/YUKonb1XHn4/s1600-h/w+-+back+yard+from+garden+week+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDngTYo8aPI/AAAAAAAAAYU/YUKonb1XHn4/s320/w+-+back+yard+from+garden+week+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204437468039637234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is even thicker and greener now and tomorrow we are going to give it it's first "haircut". We have never seen seed come in so thick and lush.  It really is almost like sod.  We still have no weeds and when the kids are out of school at the end of June we will have a great back lawn to play on.  Next year we may tackle the actual "landscaping", but for now we are just happy to have real grass.  Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-756066589921944386?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/756066589921944386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=756066589921944386' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/756066589921944386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/756066589921944386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/05/keeping-promise.html' title='Keeping a promise'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDng8oo8aVI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GB7OhhHDFNg/s72-c/w+-+yard+and+garage+10+july+2006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-2065595459976892018</id><published>2008-05-22T18:10:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T18:32:26.168-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where oh where...</title><content type='html'>...have we been???  Well, I have not spent any of the past 6 weeks here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDXwAoo8aLI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ENi3IXg0b_g/s1600-h/hospital+bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDXwAoo8aLI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ENi3IXg0b_g/s320/hospital+bed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203328838196291762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...because I haven't had any trouble from these....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDXv8Io8aKI/AAAAAAAAAXs/B7nCG0J_SaQ/s1600-h/kidney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDXv8Io8aKI/AAAAAAAAAXs/B7nCG0J_SaQ/s320/kidney.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203328760886880418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I still don't have one of these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDXv44o8aJI/AAAAAAAAAXk/hmvyCNOyAFg/s1600-h/baby1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDXv44o8aJI/AAAAAAAAAXk/hmvyCNOyAFg/s320/baby1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203328705052305554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, we have had several visits from family including Aunt Gwen and Uncle Lee. And these guys....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDXv04o8aII/AAAAAAAAAXc/NqZ12FZpqLE/s1600-h/w+-+dustins+visit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDXv04o8aII/AAAAAAAAAXc/NqZ12FZpqLE/s320/w+-+dustins+visit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203328636332828802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loved having the Dustins visit for a week even if the weather was cold!  We also had a nice long visit with these guys....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDXvwoo8aHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/pnR3pSyaT0I/s1600-h/w+-+jackson+and+carson+in+tub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDXvwoo8aHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/pnR3pSyaT0I/s320/w+-+jackson+and+carson+in+tub.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203328563318384754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "other" Feldman family was out in NY for a long stay and we have loved having them over.  Carson will really miss having Jackson back in UT.  We've also spent time with the kids and their activities.  Carson started kickball - a precursor to T-ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDXvrYo8aGI/AAAAAAAAAXM/0kx0B6FTpLs/s1600-h/w+-+kickball+starts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDXvrYo8aGI/AAAAAAAAAXM/0kx0B6FTpLs/s320/w+-+kickball+starts.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203328473124071522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erika has been busy at school performing in her 4th grade strings concert (violin) and also putting on a "Circus" with the rest of the 4th graders at her school.  She was highly trained in Feather balancing (shown) as well as rope twirling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDXvnIo8aFI/AAAAAAAAAXE/AEFt4eIRKLU/s1600-h/w+-+fourth+grade+circus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDXvnIo8aFI/AAAAAAAAAXE/AEFt4eIRKLU/s320/w+-+fourth+grade+circus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203328400109627474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also had a "Fashion Show" for a sewing class she has been in.  She is modeling the skirt she made for class.  (Note:  I did NOT pick the fabric for this one...she loved the "Asian" fabric ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDXvgoo8aEI/AAAAAAAAAW8/lGLNaRleMxM/s1600-h/w+-+sew+show.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDXvgoo8aEI/AAAAAAAAAW8/lGLNaRleMxM/s320/w+-+sew+show.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203328288440477762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan has been very busy here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDXyUoo8aMI/AAAAAAAAAX8/-8xJykfx0xU/s1600-h/ubs_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDXyUoo8aMI/AAAAAAAAAX8/-8xJykfx0xU/s320/ubs_logo.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203331380816931010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I have been busy with everything above, as well as a lot of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDXysYo8aNI/AAAAAAAAAYE/uVVefAkl84U/s1600-h/theCardCo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDXysYo8aNI/AAAAAAAAAYE/uVVefAkl84U/s320/theCardCo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203331788838824146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides all this fun stuff we have been busy maintaining and "improving" this little cottage we call home.  (I'll post those later.......I swear!) So, I am trying to get back to doing a little bit of blogging before we do have baby 3!  That won't be long by the way...May 29th is the day if we haven't had him by then.  So for better or worse, I'm back...at least until Thursday.  (Maybe Dan will post for me while he is on paternity leave...hmmmmm)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-2065595459976892018?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/2065595459976892018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=2065595459976892018' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/2065595459976892018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/2065595459976892018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/05/where-oh-where_22.html' title='Where oh where...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/SDXwAoo8aLI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ENi3IXg0b_g/s72-c/hospital+bed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-8365895195962336993</id><published>2008-03-28T00:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T08:18:33.557-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A little creeped out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R-x4jvl854I/AAAAAAAAAV0/XELe8i62-Lw/s1600-h/th_evel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R-x4jvl854I/AAAAAAAAAV0/XELe8i62-Lw/s400/th_evel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182649826662999938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this little man-child is a VERY active little person.  I am talking - full flips in the middle of the night - active.  I don't recall either of the others being this crazy...I know this sounds weird, but it gives me the creeps.  A little kicking here and there is always fun and endearing, but these Evil Knievel acrobatics that are being performed aren't comforting.   In the middle of the night when he is busy working out some new stunt to try on my ribs, bladder, or belly I can't help but be a little creeped out! Please say I am not the only mommy-to-be that has felt this way.  I am sure it is probably a result of the massive hormone changes I have undergone (right?), but maybe I'm just weird.  Either way I am actually looking forward to the time when he is too big to do the stunt tricks he currently is working on! (Can you give Valium or Ritalin to a baby in-utero?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-8365895195962336993?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/8365895195962336993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=8365895195962336993' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8365895195962336993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8365895195962336993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/03/little-creeped-out.html' title='A little creeped out!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R-x4jvl854I/AAAAAAAAAV0/XELe8i62-Lw/s72-c/th_evel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-8754633877353523823</id><published>2008-03-19T15:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T17:18:45.542-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R-GCivl853I/AAAAAAAAAVs/MnTTWexDf9g/s1600-h/57423100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R-GCivl853I/AAAAAAAAAVs/MnTTWexDf9g/s400/57423100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179564579855591282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for a baby update...I'm 29 weeks and (knock on wood) I am doing great!  For those who don't know, with both Erika and Carson I have had serious kidney stone episodes (approx. 20 in all - yes &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;) which resulted in long hospital stays and lots of addictive narcotics.  When we found out about &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Crackers &lt;/span&gt;I went to the urologist and had a renal scan and follow up.  Her comment was, "It looks like a gravel pit in there."  So many stones she couldn't count them...ugh!  We have been prepared for the worst, but so far so good!!  We are still on stone alert, but the longer I go the better.  So here's hoping!  Other than that things are generally OK...a few little concerns here and there, but really I feel pretty good.  Hopefully the complications I had with Carson's delivery won't happen again and I will give this pregnancy a solid B- (is any pregnancy really an A???).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really hasn't sunk in that we are having a baby yet...I realize this may be hard to believe, but its true.  He's there, I feel him moving around like crazy, but still surreal.  Carson is very excited and is anxiously awaiting the baby's birthday.  We have done a little preparing (thanks mostly to friends and family) but I am beginning to feel a sense of urgency to get things together before this man-baby makes his appearance.  On the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  get house inspected!!! (Don't ask why this is still not done)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  get lawn in the backyard (I need somewhere to put the kids once baby does come)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  get a crib (this is not quite as urgent, but it would be nice to have it done)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  organize the house - I should say reorganize to make room for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  get ahead on my business so I'm not swamped with work the day after delivery. (I know my partners have my back, but I still        want it off the list)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the short list. No time for the fun stuff yet (like decorating).  Hey, I'll be happy if I can accomplish even a few of the above.  It would feel great and I think we can!  I am so happy that things have gone this well so far.  I promised a few people I would post a belly shot.  This is not really my thing (I don't have any from Erika or Carson) but I am so far from friends and family I thought I would share. (this is for you jenn!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R-FwS_l852I/AAAAAAAAAVk/d5R-fQ9T78Q/s1600-h/28+3+days+side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R-FwS_l852I/AAAAAAAAAVk/d5R-fQ9T78Q/s400/28+3+days+side.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179544518063351650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-8754633877353523823?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/8754633877353523823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=8754633877353523823' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8754633877353523823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8754633877353523823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/03/baby-update.html' title='Baby Update...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R-GCivl853I/AAAAAAAAAVs/MnTTWexDf9g/s72-c/57423100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-8156081629017018570</id><published>2008-03-17T08:53:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T09:28:43.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>12 is a great number!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R95sq7VL3AI/AAAAAAAAAVU/1utsaUU7vDs/s1600-h/w+-+fiesta+bowl+dan+and+jenn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R95sq7VL3AI/AAAAAAAAAVU/1utsaUU7vDs/s400/w+-+fiesta+bowl+dan+and+jenn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178696106259504130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of moves &amp; lots of change, 6 states and 1 foreign country, 2.5 kids, 4 college degrees, really great vacations, 6 cars - 2 with the steering wheel on the right, 1 really old house &amp; many hours of renovation, 2 baby blessings, 1 baptism, 2 career changes, 1 startup business, dozens of trips to visit family, wonderful friends, and lots of love add up to 12 amazing years of marriage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-8156081629017018570?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/8156081629017018570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=8156081629017018570' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8156081629017018570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8156081629017018570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/03/12-is-great-number.html' title='12 is a great number!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R95sq7VL3AI/AAAAAAAAAVU/1utsaUU7vDs/s72-c/w+-+fiesta+bowl+dan+and+jenn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-1377128419727930349</id><published>2008-03-10T10:55:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T11:39:07.104-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I like it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R9VOXLVL29I/AAAAAAAAAU8/clF69s46NiA/s1600-h/w+-+soft+scrub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R9VOXLVL29I/AAAAAAAAAU8/clF69s46NiA/s200/w+-+soft+scrub.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176129506817858514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like this cleaner!  I usually jump from product to product trying each in turn because none of them seem to work quite like I anticipate. (Read:  They don't clean my shower without any effort on my part.)  This stuff got my very white tile grout &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;sparkling&lt;/span&gt; clean.  I did do a little scrubbing with the brush, but overall I love this stuff. I have tried lots of cleaners that I had to work very hard with a scrub brush without any of the results.  Now, I don't have hard water in NY, but we do get water now and then that leaves a slightly "off" color in the shower.   Anyway, I had to pass it on because I rarely find something that really works so well for me.  The only thing that comes close are these: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R9VTorVL2_I/AAAAAAAAAVM/9EnaYqEB6dA/s1600-h/0004460015948_LG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R9VTorVL2_I/AAAAAAAAAVM/9EnaYqEB6dA/s200/0004460015948_LG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176135305023708146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we all love 'em, but if you have a little boy around you come to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; appreciate them!!!  (With another little boy on the way I'm sure we'll be one of this company's biggest supporters.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-1377128419727930349?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/1377128419727930349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=1377128419727930349' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1377128419727930349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1377128419727930349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-like-it.html' title='I like it'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R9VOXLVL29I/AAAAAAAAAU8/clF69s46NiA/s72-c/w+-+soft+scrub.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-1840628539417434343</id><published>2008-03-04T14:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T15:26:28.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Baby!</title><content type='html'>This was supposed to be up yesterday (March 4), but if you haven't noticed I have been "OUT" lately!  So here goes...one day late!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R874QKlFWoI/AAAAAAAAAUE/GPXc-7ifsIs/s1600-h/w+-+dan+alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R874QKlFWoI/AAAAAAAAAUE/GPXc-7ifsIs/s400/w+-+dan+alone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174345978496768642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan is not one to talk about himself, so I thought I would do it for him on his birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  He is very responsible....I love that he has a been able to do such a good job juggling all the balls that we have had in the air the past two years!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  He is very funny....you out there (especially here in NY) don't see this side of him very often,  but he is always springing one-liners on me and the kids.  Hopefully our friends here in NY will be able to get to know this side of him sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  He is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; unselfish....He is always thinking about what he can do for me or the kids and rarely splurges (either time or money) on himself.  He has always gone out of his way to watch the kids when he can so that I can travel, he will buy me new clothes even when he needs something for himself much more.  He loves to pamper me if possible and will sacrifice something he needs or wants so that he can get something for me.   I think I take this for granted at times and I am so grateful for such a sweet husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  He is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;passionate&lt;/span&gt; about college football and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Notre Dame Football&lt;/span&gt; in particular - as most of you know.  This has been a struggle for me...I am an on again off again college football fan and by the end of November I am done spending Saturdays in front of the tube.  Once again he surprised even me with very limited football time this year sacrificing one of his loves to spend time with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  He is good at a lot of things and if he isn't he will figure out how to do it.  I love this about him!  I am always asking him how to do things and to figure things out for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  He is a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Great&lt;/span&gt; dad.  He is so patient with the kids, especially since we came to NY.  They love it when he calls from the office and helps them with homework or settles their disputes.  He is always looking to the future when he can be home more with them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  He is adventurous!  He loves to try new things, go new places, and eat new foods.  He isn't afraid of a challenge - which sometimes gets us in over our heads (read massive home renovation + i banking job + move to NY).  He doesn't let it get him discouraged and constantly works on finding solutions to it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  He is optimistic.  I am a pessimist for sure - I think I do it so that I won't be disappointed if it doesn't work out.  I fight against it constantly!  I love that he is so optimistic for our future.  It keeps me going and working hard and happy.  He is always the one to bring me back from the brink of despair with his positive thoughts.  I love this about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so lucky to have such a great guy in our lives!  Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This may be my last post...he won't be happy that I talked about him!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-1840628539417434343?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/1840628539417434343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=1840628539417434343' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1840628539417434343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1840628539417434343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-baby.html' title='Happy Birthday Baby!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R874QKlFWoI/AAAAAAAAAUE/GPXc-7ifsIs/s72-c/w+-+dan+alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-1317752969552281299</id><published>2008-02-07T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T17:14:37.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R6uAlKKj0rI/AAAAAAAAAT8/s3mrg8kAzZE/s1600-h/73170890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R6uAlKKj0rI/AAAAAAAAAT8/s3mrg8kAzZE/s400/73170890.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164362773582566066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally this would equal misery, but in this case it has been like a mini-vacation!  Dan has been sick off and on for over a month and it all came crashing down this week.  I finally convinced him to go to the Dr. on Wednesday and sure enough he had a crazy form of bronchitis.  Now for the fun part...he actually staid HOME!!!  Yeah!  He was miserable, but it was nice to be able to take care of him and see him even while he slept or worked from home. (No he never really gets time off even for illness).  So in spite of the coughing, tissues, and fevers I have loved every minute of it.  Hopefully he''ll get better quickly for his sake, but then it's back to the grindstone and it's back to looooong days for both of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-1317752969552281299?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/1317752969552281299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=1317752969552281299' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1317752969552281299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1317752969552281299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/02/little-vacation.html' title='A little Vacation'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R6uAlKKj0rI/AAAAAAAAAT8/s3mrg8kAzZE/s72-c/73170890.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-5494377223291688954</id><published>2008-01-26T12:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T13:03:56.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Yesterday...</title><content type='html'>Thank you for all your nice comments about my little accident!  I have to say that by the next day I was able to take it all in with more perspective.  I talked to the"victim" the next morning and she said she stayed home from work and was a little sore.  That just made me mad!  She was barely bumped for heaven's sake!  Well, I think nothing more will happen, but I'll keep you posted just in case.  I do live in a very litigious state ya' know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that was all yesterday - on to today.  I will say only this for now, I have completed one of the goals on my list and it is only January!  Yay! (More details about this one later....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R5ty16Kj0qI/AAAAAAAAAT0/DbMnOmbf8do/s1600-h/3877932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R5ty16Kj0qI/AAAAAAAAAT0/DbMnOmbf8do/s400/3877932.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159844068555215522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was channel surfing this week and ended up watching most of this movie this week while I was waiting for Dan to come home one night.  As a pregnant gal I have a real bone to pick with it!  They claimed near the end of the film when the women were within a few weeks of being full term that they were weighing in at 128 lbs and 132 lbs respectively!  ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!!!!  Now if you are under 5'3" tall maybe you should disregard this because that could be a realistic weight, but there is NO WAY Diane Keaton would only weigh 132lbs at 9 months pregnant!  This was depressing and insulting!!!!  I realize that I am a little dramatic, but come on!  I am 5'7" and believe me, I will be more than 132 lbs by May!   The moral of this story is don't watch movies that were made in 1995 - and realize that when you are a pregnant you are apt to be a "little" oversensitive!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-5494377223291688954?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/5494377223291688954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=5494377223291688954' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5494377223291688954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5494377223291688954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-yesterday.html' title='So Yesterday...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R5ty16Kj0qI/AAAAAAAAAT0/DbMnOmbf8do/s72-c/3877932.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-4492731251452425063</id><published>2008-01-22T19:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:05:53.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Accident!</title><content type='html'>*First of all I have to start by accepting TOTAL responsibility for what I am about to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Second, I feel utterly horrible, unworthy, and irresponsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Third, even with all that said I am not sure what I could have done differently to avoid it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I hit a pedestrian with my car today.  I am only admitting this in the hopes that by doing so I can somehow feel better.  I was backing out of my driveway (slowly - I live on a busy street).  I was looking out of my back window and after looking both directions I looked back over my right shoulder again and proceeded slowly backward.  I felt a little bump and crank my head a little farther and see that I have just bumped into  a person walking down the sidewalk!!!  She didn't fall and I jumped out to see if she was OK.  I am amazed...I had checked....but anyone who has been to my house knows that there are a row of fairly tall bushes (tall for a Camry) along the driver's side.  These bushes are almost close enough to brush the car and she must have been right on the other side when I looked.  I felt so bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was startled and said her arm hurt a little (I really was only going 2-3 miles p/hr) but it may have hit her arm just right.  I offered my house or my car and she rested in the car.  We both decided even though it was "small" we should call the police.  They came and took our statements and said that although there didn't appear to be any serious injuries we should call the Ambulance.  The Ambulance came and  I am trying not to bawl...within minutes of the Ambulance arriving her husband and daughter show up.  The husband quiet - but concerned and the daughter IRATE.  Everything seemed to be spiraling out of control.  Up until that point she told everyone she was a little startled, but OK and suddenly everyone and everything was going crazy!  She decided not to go in the Ambulance and to see her own Dr.   The daughter was still trying to convince her to get in the Ambulance and go straight to the hospital.   Finally, my neighbor (an older Italian lady) came out and said "You be nice to this girl  she is pregnant."   Whachu doin' to her!" I am dying of worry and now embarrassment  but after she spoke, they all stared at me and finally things began to calm down a bit. (I guess a little undeserved sympathy is OK.) The daughter became a little more rational everyone settled down.   I apologized for the hundredth time and we all went our separate ways.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bad, but honestly, I don't know what I would have done differently.  I am sure there have been times where I was careless and probably deserved to hit someone, but this was NOT one of those times.  I checked both ways and was watching as I backed out, going so slowly....I just feel so bad.  I think she truly is fine...I barely hit her and she didn't even fall down.  If she is really OK and she is honest I am sure things will be OK, but I still feel like the worst person.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never had a speeding ticket and never been the cause of an accident.  What a first...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-4492731251452425063?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/4492731251452425063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=4492731251452425063' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4492731251452425063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4492731251452425063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/01/accident.html' title='Accident!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-177148369542775728</id><published>2008-01-16T14:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T14:15:18.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Testosterone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R45XrDHgzhI/AAAAAAAAATs/s752RPd-nuA/s1600-h/th_Male_symbol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R45XrDHgzhI/AAAAAAAAATs/s752RPd-nuA/s400/th_Male_symbol.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156155020468604434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-177148369542775728?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/177148369542775728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=177148369542775728' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/177148369542775728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/177148369542775728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/01/testosterone.html' title='Testosterone'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R45XrDHgzhI/AAAAAAAAATs/s752RPd-nuA/s72-c/th_Male_symbol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-9131416065981684322</id><published>2008-01-15T21:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T21:22:38.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is.......</title><content type='html'>I'm not telling yet...we have a few people to tell in person first.  Check back tomorrow and I promise to reveal which way the balance of power will shift in the Feldman Family....Estrogen vs. Testosterone.  I had to post tonight to keep up with my goal of posting every 7 days or so.  So this post is in preparation for the big revelation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-9131416065981684322?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/9131416065981684322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=9131416065981684322' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/9131416065981684322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/9131416065981684322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/01/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is.......'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-8661354768736415219</id><published>2008-01-08T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T21:46:08.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not my bag baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R4Q1TDHgzdI/AAAAAAAAATM/xquX8c5E1Fw/s1600-h/th_chalkboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R4Q1TDHgzdI/AAAAAAAAATM/xquX8c5E1Fw/s400/th_chalkboard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153302474989293010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was "tagged" to reveal what I learned in 2007 and goals for 2008.  I love the "idea" of this post, but  I have dreaded completing it so don't expect much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt; Lessons learned 2007&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I learned that although I am a goal oriented person I don't like "goals" set out all at once.  It just gives me a documented list of all the reasons I have failed over the past year...rather I like finding a need and trying to work on it - ONE at a time.  I generally don't like to proclaim my list to everyone either...just to a few people that will really encourage me.  Don't get me wrong, I applaud people who like to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.   I learned that Christmas in NYC really comes in February (or at least at UBS).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I learned how to use a pneumatic nail-gun and to cope, scribe and install a 7 " and three-piece floor moulding throughout our entire house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I learned that when my husband tells me what time he will be home it really means that time + 2hours. (example:  11pm really means 1am).  Seriously.  This formula has a 85% success rate - the other 15% of the time it is +3-4hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I have learned that I hate to cook dinner for just me and the kids...NO, I don't like deciding what to make for me and the kids.  If someone else would decide and have the ingredients on hand it would be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I have learned that I will NEVER remodel a house again.  (Because when Dan says WE it really means ME - even though he would like to be able to do more.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I have learned that sometimes your "best self" is someone you used to be and it can be a worthy goal to work towards who you were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;Goals for 2008 &lt;/font&gt;- (nothing too personal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Have &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;NO&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kidney stones this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Have &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ONE&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  baby this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Figure out how to be a mom to three kids that are all at least FIVE years apart!  (Ahhhh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Train Erika in the ways of a good babysitter and diaper changer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Post at least once a week on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Buy a dining table ....PLEASE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Stay in touch with friends and family more often! (#5 should help me with this a little right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't "tag" anyone but, if you are the type to list lessons learned and goals made (personal or non-personal) I would love to hear it and to cheer you on!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-8661354768736415219?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/8661354768736415219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=8661354768736415219' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8661354768736415219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8661354768736415219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/01/not-my-bag-baby.html' title='Not my bag baby!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R4Q1TDHgzdI/AAAAAAAAATM/xquX8c5E1Fw/s72-c/th_chalkboard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-1999888616300414555</id><published>2008-01-02T15:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T16:13:26.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday and Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R3v92THgzcI/AAAAAAAAATE/q0vrsvilFpw/s1600-h/Erikas+birthday+lunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R3v92THgzcI/AAAAAAAAATE/q0vrsvilFpw/s400/Erikas+birthday+lunch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150989708114841026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year Erika's Birthday gets lost in the shuffle between Christmas and New Year celebrations.  This year Dan was home a lot over the holidays (Yay!) and we were able to devote a whole day to celebrating our sweet girl.  We took her to lunch at the Cheesecake Factory and then for her "big" gift this year she wanted to get her ears pierced.  She asked when she was six and Dan told her she had to wait until she was eight.  On her eighth birthday she asked and Dan told her she could do it when she was ten. I think he was hoping she would forget.  She has been very patient and hasn't begged or pleaded so when she asked this year he gave in after talking it over with her.  We took her over and with only a little nervous anticipation she got her ears pierced.  We are so happy she had a good birthday and we think her new earrings look great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R3v9sDHgzbI/AAAAAAAAAS8/E9qdwuKNcEM/s1600-h/getting+pierced.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R3v9sDHgzbI/AAAAAAAAAS8/E9qdwuKNcEM/s400/getting+pierced.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150989532021181874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R3v9ZDHgzaI/AAAAAAAAAS0/4bGgL-9fWPg/s1600-h/final+result.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R3v9ZDHgzaI/AAAAAAAAAS0/4bGgL-9fWPg/s400/final+result.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150989205603667362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-1999888616300414555?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/1999888616300414555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=1999888616300414555' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1999888616300414555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1999888616300414555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-and-happy-new-year.html' title='Happy Birthday and Happy New Year!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R3v92THgzcI/AAAAAAAAATE/q0vrsvilFpw/s72-c/Erikas+birthday+lunch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-7285190165994719898</id><published>2007-12-27T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T20:45:41.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The true meaning of "Crackers"</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u66/jenafeldman/saltines_small1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u66/jenafeldman/saltines_small1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all we had a wonderful Christmas!  The kids enjoyed their presents, Dan was home ALL day, and we were able to spend Christmas Eve with good friends - all the ingredients for a great holiday.  Also, we wanted to thank all of you that sent us holiday greetings the old-fashioned way!  For the second year in a row I have missed getting a letter and card together in the mail in time for Christmas.  Needless to say this will be one of my New Year's Resolutions.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I should have written this post a long time ago, but I have had a hard time grasping the reality of it myself.  Our neat, tidy, little family of four will become a wild party of five this spring.  Yes, we can't believe it either.  No, this was NOT planned.  Yes, I have been very sick. No, we did not save a stitch of clothing or a particle of gear from our other kids. (We were done, remember?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past fall (while stripping lead paint and using toxic chemicals to remove paint), I thought I had the flu...at first.  And then after a week or so of denial I confirmed my lurking suspicion!  I am now a little over 17 weeks into the ORDEAL and am still coming to grips with it all.  I have had several serious problems with my past pregnancies (big reason we stopped at 2) that will most likely recur this time around, but we are hoping for the best.  So far I have only been plagued with lots of morning sickness and shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After weeks of letting it sink in, we finally told our kids and families before Christmas.  The kids are VERY excited and have already nicknamed the baby "Crackers."  As in, "Wouldn't Crackers look so cute in this outfit", or "Shouldn't we hang a stocking for Crackers?", or "When will Crackers be born?" (est. June 6 arrival)   I must say it is appropriate considering that was all I could eat for some time.  Carson has also informed several people that his mom has "Crackers" in her belly. I didn't bother to explain ; )  So now you all know the true meaning of "Crackers".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are beginning to get excited about having a new little baby in our home and hope that all goes well over the next few months.  I am sure I will need plenty of advice on gear, names, and easing the aches and pains, but I will save all of that for future posts when I am ready to deal with it.  We are blessed to have this new little one and are grateful that you can't always plan your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-7285190165994719898?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/7285190165994719898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=7285190165994719898' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7285190165994719898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7285190165994719898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/12/true-meaning-of-crackers.html' title='The true meaning of &quot;Crackers&quot;'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-8646325264832197110</id><published>2007-12-19T14:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T18:42:24.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Random Information...Tagged</title><content type='html'>Back in May I was tagged, but here is some more random information about me by request of Jenn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R2lymjHgzZI/AAAAAAAAASs/UwGah7dUa2g/s1600-h/tagged.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R2lymjHgzZI/AAAAAAAAASs/UwGah7dUa2g/s320/tagged.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145770055834848658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I LOVE my mother-in-law (and the rest of my in-laws)!  I know a lot of people get along with their in-laws, but we were meant to be!  It has been so much fun to work with her and Julie in our business.  His mom also lives  a mile from my parents and they are in the same ward.  It is fun that my family and Dan's family get along so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I love to go camping.  I don't like getting grimy, but I love being out in the fresh air and cooking yummy food outdoors.  I love a cozy campfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We have never owned a real kitchen table.  When we were married we used one that Dan had from a great aunt.  It had belonged in an RV and to this day that is the only table we have had...two of the chairs have completely fallen apart and the other two are disgraceful.  Needless to say that is my holiday wish this year - a kitchen table of our own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I have eaten horse stomach, cow uterus, cow intestine, and raw beef bits.  THIS WAS NOT INTENTIONAL!!!!  I taught a group of Japanese Veterinary students that were going to be traveling to the US to visit a university here.  After our three months of teaching they took me to a very nice restaurant.  At this type of restaurant, you order a plate of raw meat and veggies and grill them over a stove in the center of your table.  It is really fun, and Dan and I went often.  We always ordered  the chicken or the steak with veggies and white rice.  Well, they did the ordering and ordered a traditional Japanese faire.  Ahhhh!  I must say I nibbled and swallowed with water a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I have flat feet.  Yes, they are ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I have NO internal compass and NO sense of direction.  It takes me forever to learn to navigate a new area.  I am a real candidate for GPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I have lots of friends named Jennifer....during high school I had 5 Jennifers on my dance team....my name was Jennifer Anderson and one of my best friend's name was Jennifer Andrus.  Also, my senior year there was a freshman with my exact same name (including middle name) that I received detention and sluffing notices for on a regular basis before they figured out there were two of us.  As we have moved I have made friends with lots of great Jennifers and some of my best friends are still Jennifers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must now TAG my in-laws....that means Melissa, Julie, and Christy! (Now you have something to write about  Melis...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-8646325264832197110?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/8646325264832197110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=8646325264832197110' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8646325264832197110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8646325264832197110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/12/more-random-informationtagged.html' title='More Random Information...Tagged'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R2lymjHgzZI/AAAAAAAAASs/UwGah7dUa2g/s72-c/tagged.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-2666653628895617373</id><published>2007-12-09T18:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T18:55:38.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister Sweet</title><content type='html'>Although the kids are at each other sometimes, lately I have been noticing all the sweet things they do for each other.  Erika has been on my mind a lot lately....  Since her first library day in September, Erika gets to check out two books from the school library.  Each Tuesday she has come home excited to  see Carson because one of the two books she checks out is always for him.  He never asked her to do it, she just thought he would like it.  And he does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While preparing to give the 13th Article of Faith in Primary at church, Erika volunteered to help him get ready.  We have learned the 13th Article a couple of times, but Carson couldn't remember much of it to start with.  Erika coached him carefully Sunday morning he was ready.  When he stood up to recite it to the Primary he froze (Our primary is quite large and meets in the Chapel so it is a little intimidating up at the podium.)  She jumped right up and went to his aid.  As soon as she joined him he was able to overcome his fear and they got through it together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so good to help him tie his shoes, hang up his coat, and reach all the things five year olds just can't quite reach.  She shares most of her toys, her treats, and her books.  Tonight, with seemingly endless patience, she coached him over and over on how to make the perfect snowflake.  (They actually turned out really well!)  What a great example to me.  So next time her temper flares with him or they are at each other over some silly thing, I will try to remember how more often she is a sweet soft-hearted sister to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-2666653628895617373?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/2666653628895617373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=2666653628895617373' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/2666653628895617373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/2666653628895617373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/12/sister-sweet.html' title='Sister Sweet'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-4262305289421247603</id><published>2007-12-03T12:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T15:16:42.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone call Social Services</title><content type='html'>I have to say I was a little worried all last week as Erika went off to school.  I was worried I would be receiving a call from the nurse or her teacher saying we needed to have a little meeting.  I guess I should tell you how it all began....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday night Carson was chasing Erika all around the house and she was dodging and squealing.  She just couldn't seem to get away.  Finally, in desperation, she jumped over the back of the couch (a BIG no, no in our house) and slipped as she landed.  Instead of catching herself with her hands she seemed to land directly on the right side of her face.  Now, I only heard the squealing and the "THUD",  she didn't even cry for a few minutes.  As the shock wore off she shed a few tears and decided that Mom actually had a good reason for not wanting kids to jump over the couch.  It really didn't look that bad - just barely swollen. We applied ice and she looked better by bedtime.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning her eye looked swollen and a little discolored. (photo number 1)  I told her to tell her teacher what happened if she asks, but not to make a big deal of it.  Of course, when she comes home she tells me she told her teacher, who told the nurse, who gave her an ice pack and lots of sympathy.  Day two it looked even worse, purple and puffy.  The pictures don't really do it justice.  (Sorry they are so poor - they are from my phone).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R1RLX03ipiI/AAAAAAAAASk/sE-2Fs_90W8/s1600-R/w+-+black+eye+day+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R1RLX03ipiI/AAAAAAAAASk/wIQPllvSizo/s200/w+-+black+eye+day+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139815947437254178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R1RLUk3iphI/AAAAAAAAASc/G-vx7StdwsM/s1600-R/w+-+black+eye+day+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R1RLUk3iphI/AAAAAAAAASc/jsA6nKQ6mFQ/s200/w+-+black+eye+day+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139815891602679314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real kicker in all of this isn't so much the black-eye... The problem is that it comes only two short weeks after she had her wrist taken out of a splint from a pretty bad sprain! (Received on a play-date at a friend's house while playing in the backyard.)  In today's hyper-sensitive environment you never know when Social Services will show up for a little "visit".  After a long talk about  being extra-careful about getting hurt so mommy doesn't have to go to jail, we are hoping she will have a little better luck over the next few weeks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that we had a fabulous thanksgiving with friends and this past weekend Dan was home almost all weekend!  We were able to get caught up on a few things and were also able to get up our Christmas tree!  Carson was really excited to help get the lights and decorations on the tree.  I feel a little spoiled at having him home so much and I'm not ready to send him back to the wolves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-4262305289421247603?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/4262305289421247603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=4262305289421247603' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4262305289421247603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4262305289421247603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/12/someone-call-social-services.html' title='Someone call Social Services'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R1RLX03ipiI/AAAAAAAAASk/wIQPllvSizo/s72-c/w+-+black+eye+day+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-2219177787135996387</id><published>2007-11-19T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T15:36:09.804-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day with Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R0HzrlW_ohI/AAAAAAAAARM/kLcxsCTmao8/s1600-h/DSC02622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R0HzrlW_ohI/AAAAAAAAARM/kLcxsCTmao8/s320/DSC02622.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134652980267557394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend Dan took Carson on a "boys only" weekend to the Notre Dame - Duke game.  They left at the crack of dawn on Saturday and came home Sunday morning, short but FUN.  The weather was cold and although I had packed hats, gloves, and scarves, Carson was still cold.  Dan bought him several hot chocolates to keep his blood pumping.  Carson also informed me later that they were able to have nachos and hot dogs, too! (this spells little boy heaven!)  They also enjoyed finally watching Notre Dame WIN a game.  Erika was a good sport and she stayed home with mom and worked on a monumental (in size) report that is due this week.  When I asked Carson what his favorite part was he replied..."ALL OF IT!!!  And I didn't just like it, I LOVED it!  But, I really liked eating Taco Bell with Dad...that was fun"  Well, I had to tell Dan that we could have saved some money and he could have just driven him down the road to the drive-thru.  I am so glad they had a little time together now that Dan is so busy all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-2219177787135996387?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/2219177787135996387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=2219177787135996387' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/2219177787135996387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/2219177787135996387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/11/day-with-dad.html' title='A Day with Dad'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/R0HzrlW_ohI/AAAAAAAAARM/kLcxsCTmao8/s72-c/DSC02622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-2728636593918360886</id><published>2007-11-14T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T13:04:57.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RzuzkFW_ogI/AAAAAAAAARE/rzYyXcQNXMs/s1600-h/Photo+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RzuzkFW_ogI/AAAAAAAAARE/rzYyXcQNXMs/s320/Photo+22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132893632814096898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Fable (by Lynne Anderson, retold by Me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At midnight on November 13th a little four year old boy crept out of bed, tip-toed down the stairs, opened the front door of our house and ran down the dimly lit street never to be seen here again.  We would miss that little four year old boy.....   At about the same time, coming in the opposite direction down the street, ran a little five year old boy.  He opened our front door, tip-toed up the stairs, and crawled into bed.... When we went in to wake our little boy up he was a little different...we couldn't tell what the difference was but it was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;br /&gt;(sniff, sniff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad ALWAYS told this story to us as we grew up and I always thought it was so funny, until I had my own kids!  Now it reminds me of how quickly a year can pass and what little time we really have with these little souls.  So as I thought of my little four year old running away forever I get a little teary...thus the "sniff, sniff".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So HAPPY BIRTHDAY Carson!   Carson turned 5 yesterday and is very pleased with himself.  He informed me he is much older because now he has to hold up ALL the fingers on his hand.  He was also ready to throw away many of his old toys, "because they are for four-year-olds!".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-2728636593918360886?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/2728636593918360886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=2728636593918360886' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/2728636593918360886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/2728636593918360886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/11/fable-by-lynne-anderson-retold-by-me-at.html' title=''/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RzuzkFW_ogI/AAAAAAAAARE/rzYyXcQNXMs/s72-c/Photo+22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-10883093573102347</id><published>2007-11-06T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T22:44:58.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Change is good!</title><content type='html'>For various reasons that include illness, too many activities, and serious technical difficulties I have been MIA...  I have no apology, I think this is my pattern.  I tend to do really well for a while and then fall off the wagon - this applies to all aspects of my life not just blogging.  So just know that if I am attentive here then someone or something else is probably suffering!  When I am a good Mom I am a horrible business partner....good friend - horrible Sunday School teacher...good business partner - horrible wife.   Hmmmmmmm....well all I can say is that I'm a work in progress (or lack there of).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new piece of equipment that just may save a little of my sanity and help me improve my record.  I am now the proud owner of an iMac!  This is going to be a little painful, but a lot of fun.  As an avid PC user I am sure to go through a few growing pains as I learn new habits and ways to use my new "toy".  I have to confess it will be like going from driving a stick shift to an automatic....I might try and hit the brake and the accelerator at the same time a few times, but eventually it all works out.  This new system is really a special "gift".  My laptop and I have had a very bad relationship for quite a few months now and it was really hampering my ability to do my Card Co. work.  I was spending hours restarting my computer every 20 minutes - believe me I think I spent more time restarting than working.  Anyway, my business buddies were tired of the same old excuses and convinced me it was time for an upgrade!  For the type of work I do it will definitely be a plus!  I am very thankful for technology that WORKS!  I feel like I stepped out of a Pinto and into Lexus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u66/jenafeldman/imac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u66/jenafeldman/imac.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-10883093573102347?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/10883093573102347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=10883093573102347' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/10883093573102347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/10883093573102347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/11/change-is-good.html' title='Change is good!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-5942975369517226536</id><published>2007-10-18T20:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T22:40:06.101-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3 seconds of fame...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RxgBkkaqilI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/kbazIrmfufw/s1600-h/the+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RxgBkkaqilI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/kbazIrmfufw/s320/the+view.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122846303896373842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an adventure today turned out to be.  A friend had procured tickets to ABC's talk show The View and invited me to go with her and a few other gals. (thanks Lisa and Kristy) I am not easily star struck, but since I have lived here I thought it would be a fun thing to go and do and was thankful I could go with friends. (This is not a high priorty on Dan's list of "things to do in NYC)  I was really not prepared for the day.  We arrived a little late, and waited in our line.  We were ushered in and given our seats.  A little later, one of the production members came and asked us where we were from and if I would like to introduce one of the segments with a host!  I said I would and when the time came I was quickly ushered out and stood with Whoopi Goldberg's arm around me as I frantically announced that Juliette Binoche was up next on The View!  How crazy!  We were so unprepared that we didn't bring our cameras and hadn't told anyone to Tivo this "Most Exciting Event".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that it was very interesting watching in person the "celebrities" that are so idolized in our society.  They are very ordinary and quite human, not that I really expected them to be anything else.  It was so much fun to watch and we even received a bunch of great goodies too!  Anyway, it was a lot of fun and I highly recommend it for an interesting experience.  Thanks everyone for helping make it a fun day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-5942975369517226536?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/5942975369517226536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=5942975369517226536' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5942975369517226536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5942975369517226536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/10/3-seconds-of-fame.html' title='3 seconds of fame...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RxgBkkaqilI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/kbazIrmfufw/s72-c/the+view.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-7190614488072411960</id><published>2007-10-15T00:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T00:35:28.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A few "Deals" we're working on</title><content type='html'>I know I should post about our house again, but I can't bring myself to do it. I must admit that a while back I even stopped taking pictures because I can't stand it anymore. (The progress--or lack there of--on the house). I only have 1.5 rooms left to finish, but I can't seem to do it. I feel like I'm in the last mile or two of a marathon and I can't finish! Where is my power-gel? Ugh. All I know is that we really need to complete our inspection soon and who knows how it will all get done. I will make you a deal...I will try to post some more on the house later when I have a little more enthusiasm. So until then little glimpses are all I can provide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan is now officially on another "Deal". Generally speaking he is working on 5+ at any given time anyway, but in addition to the regular stuff, this one has a more definite timeline. What does that mean? It means that the 8 hours a week we saw him before will now be cut to 4 including the time we spend at church. (Can you take a Sabbatical from Church?) This is supposed to go on for about four months... I have to tell you that my patience is wearing a little thin--as I assure you is his--with this job. This also means that I may do a little more complaining than is healthy on this blog. I will do my best to keep it to a minimum. We'll see.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I made a great "deal" with Carson. For few months we have been growing out Carson's hair. He has great hair, thick with a little curl. I thought it would look so fun a little longer and tousled, right? Well with a shower and a good gel it was pretty good for a while, but lately the "big hair gene" has kicked in. This gene is evidenced in both of his grandfathers (who both have GREAT hair with the right haircut). Let's just say in the 70's my Dad had hair verging on a very bizarre afro and although I have no photographic evidence yet, I have seen grandpa Ed's hair get pretty "big" at times. In other words, Carson has really great hair, but he probably won't be able to wear it like a sexy soccer player, etc. So tonight we made a deal to cut his curls in favor of something a little more Cary Grant. Without shame I will say he is going to be one good-looking guy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RxLrXZ3iyCI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Jb6sWlLeziU/s1600-h/w+-+haircut+before.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RxLrXZ3iyCI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Jb6sWlLeziU/s400/w+-+haircut+before.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121414513587046434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;A nice "before" shot from his first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RxLrlZ3iyEI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Hhn1DtK5taE/s1600-h/w+-+haircut+after+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RxLrlZ3iyEI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Hhn1DtK5taE/s400/w+-+haircut+after+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121414754105215042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RxLrfp3iyDI/AAAAAAAAAQc/97B5ZNtrx-A/s1600-h/w+-+haircut+after.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RxLrfp3iyDI/AAAAAAAAAQc/97B5ZNtrx-A/s400/w+-+haircut+after.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121414655320967218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I tell you...he is so cute!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-7190614488072411960?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/7190614488072411960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=7190614488072411960' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7190614488072411960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7190614488072411960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/10/few-deals-were-working-on.html' title='A few &quot;Deals&quot; we&apos;re working on'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RxLrXZ3iyCI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Jb6sWlLeziU/s72-c/w+-+haircut+before.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-8576047716172595011</id><published>2007-10-09T09:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T09:18:33.107-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A little privacy is bliss...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rwt-kJ3ix8I/AAAAAAAAAPk/0MW4bIGV1WY/s1600-h/w+-+house+blinds+both+closed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rwt-kJ3ix8I/AAAAAAAAAPk/0MW4bIGV1WY/s400/w+-+house+blinds+both+closed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119324561025976258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a year of living in a fishbowl I finally installed blinds in the dining room and our office "nook".  I can't tell you how fabulous it feels!!!!  I was almost used to having our neighbors wave at us as we wander around our house. It was one of the best things that has happened since we moved in.  So the above pic is of our new wood blinds that grant me sweet isolation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-8576047716172595011?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/8576047716172595011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=8576047716172595011' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8576047716172595011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8576047716172595011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/10/little-privacy-is-bliss.html' title='A little privacy is bliss...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rwt-kJ3ix8I/AAAAAAAAAPk/0MW4bIGV1WY/s72-c/w+-+house+blinds+both+closed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-5673273787089464684</id><published>2007-09-27T22:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T22:59:45.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Picture Tour of Dad's Visit...</title><content type='html'>We had some long awaited visitors last week! (If I missed an email or phone call I'm sorry!) Dad and Donna came and they wore us out--let me rephrase--Dad wore Donna, the kids, and I out. We went all over the city and hit most of the "tourist" sites. We ate FABULOUS food - Keen's Steakhouse is a must, but come hungry and bring $$$ make that $$$$. They were also here for the San Genermo Festival in Little Italy which was basically an Italian street fair--totally worth the trip into the city. We also walked Greenwich, CT and Mamaroneck Harbor. I overdid the pics this time to entice any and all visitors to come for a visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RvxoYZ3ix7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/ltuX-1ymKhw/s1600-h/w+-+jendan+bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RvxoYZ3ix7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/ltuX-1ymKhw/s400/w+-+jendan+bridge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115078045256042418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan must be forgiven his 5 o'clock shadow...he just came off a week (6 days in a row) in which he slept exactly 13 hours...we were lucky we got him out of bed to join us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RvxoOp3ix6I/AAAAAAAAAPE/l9k5yFMBWP4/s1600-h/w+-+dd+bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RvxoOp3ix6I/AAAAAAAAAPE/l9k5yFMBWP4/s400/w+-+dd+bridge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115077877752317858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rvxnj53ix3I/AAAAAAAAAOs/cZDFMMd3aHM/s1600-h/w+-+ddand+kids+ferry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rvxnj53ix3I/AAAAAAAAAOs/cZDFMMd3aHM/s400/w+-+ddand+kids+ferry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115077143312910194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RvxneJ3ix2I/AAAAAAAAAOk/W1eJoq0TF9Y/s1600-h/w+-+djenn+stiferry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RvxneJ3ix2I/AAAAAAAAAOk/W1eJoq0TF9Y/s400/w+-+djenn+stiferry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115077044528662370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RvxnV53ix1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/TN7wmXtsmxc/s1600-h/w+-+san+ganermo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RvxnV53ix1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/TN7wmXtsmxc/s400/w+-+san+ganermo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115076902794741586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rvxm2Z3ixzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/VHJam8rJJtc/s1600-h/w+-+carsonwatch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rvxm2Z3ixzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/VHJam8rJJtc/s320/w+-+carsonwatch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115076361628862258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rvxm8p3ix0I/AAAAAAAAAOU/6Hx0CC8kpZw/s1600-h/w+-+erikafan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rvxm8p3ix0I/AAAAAAAAAOU/6Hx0CC8kpZw/s320/w+-+erikafan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115076469003044674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erika and Carson each got a "treat" on Canal Street. A Sponge-Bob watch for Carson, fan for Erika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RvxmEZ3ixuI/AAAAAAAAANk/VgFWlAXa3ms/s1600-h/w+-+tavern+carriage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RvxmEZ3ixuI/AAAAAAAAANk/VgFWlAXa3ms/s400/w+-+tavern+carriage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115075502635402978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rvxl9Z3ixtI/AAAAAAAAANc/mJFS1TPMTh0/s1600-h/w+-+dandkids+thinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rvxl9Z3ixtI/AAAAAAAAANc/mJFS1TPMTh0/s400/w+-+dandkids+thinking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115075382376318674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RvxlzZ3ixsI/AAAAAAAAANU/agCRiMSwk1k/s1600-h/w+-+dandkids+train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RvxlzZ3ixsI/AAAAAAAAANU/agCRiMSwk1k/s400/w+-+dandkids+train.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115075210577626818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RvxlnZ3ixrI/AAAAAAAAANM/o9dQKsKd7C4/s1600-h/w+-+carsonfeet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RvxlnZ3ixrI/AAAAAAAAANM/o9dQKsKd7C4/s400/w+-+carsonfeet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115075004419196594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result of letting him wear Crocs for the day...yuck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-5673273787089464684?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/5673273787089464684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=5673273787089464684' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5673273787089464684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5673273787089464684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/09/picture-tour-of-dads-visit.html' title='A Picture Tour of Dad&apos;s Visit...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RvxoYZ3ix7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/ltuX-1ymKhw/s72-c/w+-+jendan+bridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-3077243700636513513</id><published>2007-09-24T19:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T19:55:33.774-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the trouble with dogs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u66/jenafeldman/dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u66/jenafeldman/dog.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a FABULOUS week last week....my Dad was in town and we spent the week walking all over Manhattan and beyond! It was such fun! Near the end of the week I lost my NEW cell phone--yes, the one i waited a year for--suffering with a phone that didn't work till I got the new one. Well, after searching fruitlessly we decided to just go buy a new one so that I could survive. I found a Verizon store in the city and upon our arrival at Grand Central we headed off to find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking 12 or so blocks I found the store and approached the door, only to stare in wonder/horror at the sign on the door. It read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SERVICE DOGS ONLY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I didn't know what to do. I looked around for another entrance, but to my dismay there was no other entrance door to the store. (At this point there were several people waiting in line behind me to get into the store.) I was so baffled because I could see the people inside and couldn't figure out how they had gotten there. I turned to my Dad and he asked what was wrong...I pointed to the sign and he shrugged and replied, "So?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well I can't find another entrance!" With the realization of what I had just said dawning on him he told me in a tone of voice you would use on a dumb animal, "It doesn't mean 'Dogs Only', just that no pet dogs are allowed." As the waves of humiliation crashed down (those waiting behind me laughed as they passed me on their way into the store) I realized what I had just done. I pulled the ULTIMATE dumb blonde moment! Well, I have no excuse for myself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-3077243700636513513?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/3077243700636513513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=3077243700636513513' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/3077243700636513513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/3077243700636513513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/09/trouble-with-dogs.html' title='the trouble with dogs...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-1246659208418277768</id><published>2007-09-11T00:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T00:04:42.648-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on becoming a "Soccer Mom"</title><content type='html'>I have now reached "soccer mom" status...  The kids both joined the Mam'k soccer league and our Saturdays will now consist of haning out at the soccer field with all the other doting parents.  I must say I prefer this to Dan's usual fall Saturday schedule of College Football and ESPN Sports Center for 12 hours ;) Dad had at least as much fun as they did and they adored having him their. Carson LOVES the thought of being on a team.  As you can tell from the pics it was 85 degrees and 85% humidity at 9:30am and he was HOT!  That didn't stop him from running around and having a fabulous time. He was thrilled that he and Erika happened to both get green team colors--like Notre Dame.  This is a first for both the kids and they were great.  Erika is very fast...she has the speed...now she just needs to work on technique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RuSwhyDfVwI/AAAAAAAAAMc/PZBX9R8f6Rc/s1600-h/w+-+soccer+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RuSwhyDfVwI/AAAAAAAAAMc/PZBX9R8f6Rc/s400/w+-+soccer+kids.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108401971763566338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RuSwMyDfVtI/AAAAAAAAAME/pys_NqaH5UM/s1600-h/w+-+carson+soccer+play.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RuSwMyDfVtI/AAAAAAAAAME/pys_NqaH5UM/s400/w+-+carson+soccer+play.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108401610986313426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RuSwcSDfVvI/AAAAAAAAAMU/pT6r8xUaCwg/s1600-h/w+-+erika+soccer+gal+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RuSwcSDfVvI/AAAAAAAAAMU/pT6r8xUaCwg/s400/w+-+erika+soccer+gal+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108401877274285810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit something...although I am competitive myself (to a fault).  I am not a competitive parent.  I want them to win, do well, etc., but it is too much stress so I just hope they have fun.  I was very worried that I would become the scary Mom on the sidelines screaming explitives and throwing things at coaches, parents, and kids!  It was fun to watch and I did yell a few times (nice things), but overall quite tame.  Sometimes I surprise myself.  Not to say that the scary parents didn't show up...they were there!  During Erika's game we had one Mom that freaked out and screamed at anyone who was close...including the girls!  I really can't believe they are so serious.  It was a little scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids each have a team sponsor...Erika's is a local diner.  We told her if her team won we would have to eat at the diner in celebration.  Carson immediately wanted to know what we would do if his team won.  Unfortunately his team is sponsored by Toyota City (Car Dealership)...a new car maybe?  I told him so as a joke and he firmly believes that we will buy a new car on the day his team wins.  Don't I wish--I'm pretty sure we couldn't even get a discounted oil change!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-1246659208418277768?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/1246659208418277768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=1246659208418277768' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1246659208418277768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1246659208418277768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/09/thoughts-on-becoming-soccer-mom.html' title='Thoughts on becoming a &quot;Soccer Mom&quot;'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RuSwhyDfVwI/AAAAAAAAAMc/PZBX9R8f6Rc/s72-c/w+-+soccer+kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-7505916638819239268</id><published>2007-09-09T23:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T23:24:48.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened to August?</title><content type='html'>Well, I will now offer a short explanation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the "last minute" we packed up and flew to Idaho for work.  Which means my business partners and I (Dan's mom and sister) attempt to work while our kids (Erika age 9, twins Alli and Andrew age 5, Carson age 4, and Ty age 1) tear up grandma's house which is completely NOT childproof.  This means what should take us an hour generally takes four because of all the potty breaks and time spent helping grandpa and grandma fix whatever the kids broke or attempted to destroy, etc.  All in all, we still accomplished quite a bit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping for a little time to visit a few people, but because of the afformentioned schedule (and the fact that the plane tickets were paid for out of our business) I didn't make it.  (Please forgive me Lisa and Kim and Richard and Diane!)  I was able to squeeze in a tooooo brief visit with my family on Saturday afternoon and Sunday!  It was great to see my brother and his girls (i'll forgive Sally for not coming because i know she was saving it up for a trip out east instead--broad hint intended! Hugs Sally) And really fun to see my sister and her girls too.  The kids LOVE the cousins.  My Mom and Dee saved Erika and Carson by coming up when they could to rescue them and take them back to their own house (one mile away) to ride horses and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were gone Dan went to the opening Notre Dame game with his brother.  I should require him to post this himself, but he may never get around to it so in short:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*met in Chicago and were going to drive to South Bend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the car company took their reservation, but they didn't HOLD their reservation! (finally got a car)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*they arrive at the game after half-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ND is crushed...pulverized by Georgia Tech...OUCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Had a FABULOUS time with his brother anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are back safe and sound and trying to get it and keep it together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-7505916638819239268?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/7505916638819239268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=7505916638819239268' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7505916638819239268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7505916638819239268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-happened-to-august.html' title='What happened to August?'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-1170024872677816515</id><published>2007-09-07T20:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T21:37:20.674-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RuHwKCDfVsI/AAAAAAAAAL8/7YnUZv6WbkA/s1600-h/us+open.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RuHwKCDfVsI/AAAAAAAAAL8/7YnUZv6WbkA/s200/us+open.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107627507555718850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have been MIA for a long while, i will not attempt to update...yet.  Today Dan spent his afternoon watching Venus Williams and Justine Henin on center court 10 rows up (my jaw--and yours--drop).  Yes, every once in a while they release him from his cage, i mean cubicle, and allow him time to stretch his legs and get some sun.  We are getting closer and closer to the same color ;)  I can't help but be just a little jealous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-1170024872677816515?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/1170024872677816515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=1170024872677816515' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1170024872677816515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1170024872677816515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/09/perks.html' title='Perks...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RuHwKCDfVsI/AAAAAAAAAL8/7YnUZv6WbkA/s72-c/us+open.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-1344502630845401275</id><published>2007-08-19T16:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T16:09:30.221-04:00</updated><title type='text'>E swimming</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i165.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid165.photobucket.com/albums/u66/jenafeldman/Eswimmingjuly2007.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-1344502630845401275?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/1344502630845401275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=1344502630845401275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1344502630845401275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1344502630845401275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/08/e-swimming.html' title='E swimming'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-6771841565481939920</id><published>2007-08-19T16:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T16:08:14.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>C swimming</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i165.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid165.photobucket.com/albums/u66/jenafeldman/CswimmingJuly2007-1.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-6771841565481939920?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/6771841565481939920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=6771841565481939920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/6771841565481939920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/6771841565481939920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/08/c-swimming.html' title='C swimming'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-6309197227693393701</id><published>2007-08-19T15:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T16:12:03.332-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>Well...another busy week...and this post is way overdue! We lucked-out when it comes to neighbors! The neighbors on all sides are wonderful, but our back neighbors are the best. They are a couple with grown children (our age). A few years ago they put in a beautiful in-ground swimming pool. Within hours of our moving in they had introduced themselves and with-in a month they had us over for dinner. Dave and Leslie are such great people. Well, at the start of the "swimming season" (May 15th) they had us over to show us how to open up the pool on our own and then gave us open access! Anytime... We have taken advantage of their generous offer (not often enough according to the kids) and here are a few videos taken on my camera phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carson is crazy and loves to swim. He looks like a little dog because I haven't worked on form with him at all. Erika is no longer afraid of deep water and jumps in the deep end and swims all over. This is a huge accomplishment for her. She took lessons 2x's a week for over a year in Japan as well as lessons in Idaho and was petrified--until now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-6309197227693393701?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/6309197227693393701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=6309197227693393701' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/6309197227693393701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/6309197227693393701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/08/swimming.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-9041527265796147748</id><published>2007-08-08T23:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T23:10:30.039-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a little apology</title><content type='html'>i am sorry about my disappearance...i have no excuse other than one that is alreay threadbare ---  busy!  Dan's Mom came out and we went to Valley Forge for a Convention.  It was such fun to see Philly again...and my old shopping grounds!  We ate at the Cheesecake Factory (no such luxuries in Idaho) but the rest of the time was spent at the show.  We are still busy on the house, too.  I promise I will post some more pictures soon.  We finally have one room that has nothing left in it to fix!!!!!!  Yeah!  Unfortunately it is the smallest room in the house...oh, well one down, 8 to go....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-9041527265796147748?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/9041527265796147748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=9041527265796147748' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/9041527265796147748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/9041527265796147748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/08/little-apology.html' title='a little apology'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-4211755100685320230</id><published>2007-08-08T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T23:11:50.995-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Onward to Victory....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RrqC7A4s19I/AAAAAAAAAJs/j6-RDapuGXE/s1600-h/notredame+tickets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RrqC7A4s19I/AAAAAAAAAJs/j6-RDapuGXE/s320/notredame+tickets.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096529878684850130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you know what these are??? Yes, Dan's wildest dreams have come true...he is now officially a Season Ticket holder for the University of Notre Dame's Football Team. He decided to throw his name in the "once in a lifetime" lottery for season tickets this year and low and behold...he won. Do we live anywhere close to South Bend? No. Did we attend the University of Notre Dame? No. Are we Catholic? No. Can we attend any of the games this year? (Or ever?) Maybe 1. Well if you saw the smile on his face when he held them you, like me, may think they might be worth it even if they don't get used by him! (I have been told they will pay for themselves....hmmmmm) Anyone for a little football in South Bend....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-4211755100685320230?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/4211755100685320230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=4211755100685320230' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4211755100685320230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4211755100685320230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/08/onward-to-victory.html' title='Onward to Victory....'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RrqC7A4s19I/AAAAAAAAAJs/j6-RDapuGXE/s72-c/notredame+tickets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-1870292696558641517</id><published>2007-07-23T23:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T23:37:06.788-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Excedrin, please...</title><content type='html'>Yuck...twice in the last week I have had WILD headaches that brought their own baggage full of other symptoms...nasea, sore muscles, and sound/light sensitivity.  This wasn't your average take two--or four--motrin and call me in the morning headaches!  They both seemed to linger and come and go for at least 48 hours...hmmmmm migraine maybe?  After the first episode (on the day i was scheduled to have watch a friend's daughter--sorry laura/kate) I stepped up the water and worked on getting some rest, but to no avail...sunday morning i woke up with another one.  Any thoughts guys?????  My real complaint is that it made it very difficult to read the much anticpated "Harry Potter" book that arrived on Saturday morning ;)  Seriously....any thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-1870292696558641517?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/1870292696558641517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=1870292696558641517' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1870292696558641517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/1870292696558641517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/07/excedrin-please.html' title='Excedrin, please...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-8842471174683859542</id><published>2007-07-21T11:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T11:15:17.005-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and the winner is....</title><content type='html'>Dan is .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 7 Up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsodaareyouquiz/7-up.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understated and subtle, people warm up to you slowly.&lt;br /&gt;But once they're hooked, they can't imagine going back to anyone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best soda match: Diet Coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from: Mountain Dew&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsodaareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Soda Are You?&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/1455261574154504919-8842471174683859542?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/8842471174683859542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=8842471174683859542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8842471174683859542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/8842471174683859542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-winner-is.html' title='and the winner is....'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-2617303537971792553</id><published>2007-07-21T00:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T00:17:03.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baaaaaa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RqGFpw4s18I/AAAAAAAAAJk/kYN75I4wAYA/s1600-h/simg_t_o1982371071_1175132140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RqGFpw4s18I/AAAAAAAAAJk/kYN75I4wAYA/s400/simg_t_o1982371071_1175132140.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089496006449223618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, i am just one of the millions of sheep in the herd anxiously waiting for this book to arrive on my doorstep so I can discover what happens to Harry. I am a shameless Potter fan...it's not a guilty pleasure... it's great literature. So although tomorrow I have an all-day date with a paint brush, I will be haunting my front porch watching for that big brown truck to deliver my copy. I can assure you my eyes will not shut until I have read it cover-to-cover!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-2617303537971792553?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/2617303537971792553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=2617303537971792553' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/2617303537971792553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/2617303537971792553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/07/pins-and-needles.html' title='Baaaaaa...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RqGFpw4s18I/AAAAAAAAAJk/kYN75I4wAYA/s72-c/simg_t_o1982371071_1175132140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-7682036092346719288</id><published>2007-07-20T10:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T16:15:45.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 7 Up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsodaareyouquiz/7-up.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understated and subtle, people warm up to you slowly.&lt;br /&gt;But once they're hooked, they can't imagine going back to anyone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best soda match: Diet Coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from: Mountain Dew&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsodaareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Soda Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=green&gt;One thing is sure...my best soda match IS Diet Coke!! Thanks julie...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am schizophrenic....I took it three times and ended up as a mt. dew, dr. pepper and 7-up...hmmmmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-7682036092346719288?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/7682036092346719288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=7682036092346719288' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7682036092346719288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7682036092346719288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/07/really.html' title='Really?'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-4408299825641414153</id><published>2007-07-18T20:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T20:24:37.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blowing off a little steam...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rp6s6LhI1qI/AAAAAAAAAJU/pL4IZTHyMVs/s1600-h/capt_a08ed019223c44e5af45a2640474680f_manhattan_explosion_nysw106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rp6s6LhI1qI/AAAAAAAAAJU/pL4IZTHyMVs/s400/capt_a08ed019223c44e5af45a2640474680f_manhattan_explosion_nysw106.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088694744499410594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the view of midtown (my Dear Spouse's residence 85% of the time) this evening. I received a call from my Dear Spouse informing me that he was OK and all was well--it wasn't a terrorist attack--a steam pipe had burst. I asked if they were going to be released early because of all the chaos and he replied (with almost longing in his voice), "No, it would have to be an actual terrorist attack for us to come home early." Too bad honey...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-4408299825641414153?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/4408299825641414153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=4408299825641414153' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4408299825641414153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4408299825641414153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/07/blowing-off-little-steam.html' title='Blowing off a little steam...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rp6s6LhI1qI/AAAAAAAAAJU/pL4IZTHyMVs/s72-c/capt_a08ed019223c44e5af45a2640474680f_manhattan_explosion_nysw106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-4946258740070328303</id><published>2007-07-15T21:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T23:40:41.241-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Classified Ad</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wanted:  Remedy for the very contagious disease "Mischievious Behavior".  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strain most commonly found in our area is the willful breaking of rules and social norms.  Symptoms may include (but are not limited to):  the discovery of markers, the random tatooing of one's own body with found marker, the inability to remove any of said markings with normal household or bodily cleansers, the patient's complete inability to recall where the contraband marker came from or how the marker came to be tatooed all over the patient's own body. I have included several photos of some of the more common symptoms. Please comment with any remedies or advice.  Any or all trades will be considered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RprSwbhI1oI/AAAAAAAAAJE/6EMPeKyFu1w/s1600-h/w+-+carson+marker+no+smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RprSwbhI1oI/AAAAAAAAAJE/6EMPeKyFu1w/s400/w+-+carson+marker+no+smile.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087610458530698882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RprSgLhI1mI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Q_H-0aWiZPE/s1600-h/w+-+Carson+above.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RprSgLhI1mI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Q_H-0aWiZPE/s400/w+-+Carson+above.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087610179357824610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RprS1LhI1pI/AAAAAAAAAJM/vn8Xs9JlMRE/s1600-h/w+-+Carson+above+smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RprS1LhI1pI/AAAAAAAAAJM/vn8Xs9JlMRE/s400/w+-+Carson+above+smile.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087610540135077522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-4946258740070328303?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/4946258740070328303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=4946258740070328303' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4946258740070328303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/4946258740070328303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/07/classifieds.html' title='Classified Ad'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RprSwbhI1oI/AAAAAAAAAJE/6EMPeKyFu1w/s72-c/w+-+carson+marker+no+smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-5859622184612579835</id><published>2007-07-08T22:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T10:56:21.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy July 6th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RpGdnU-a7mI/AAAAAAAAAH8/P8akK81PQIM/s1600-h/w+-+Outside+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RpGdnU-a7mI/AAAAAAAAAH8/P8akK81PQIM/s400/w+-+Outside+house.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085018753248980578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RpGdsk-a7nI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ksOVQRNJQ80/s1600-h/w+-+house+front+8+July+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RpGdsk-a7nI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ksOVQRNJQ80/s400/w+-+house+front+8+July+2007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085018843443293810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, July 6th, our day of celebration--or reckoning as the case may be! On July 6, 2006 we became house-owners for the first time! (Moment of silence) We will not mention the state of said "house" at the point of purchase. After a year here I can officially celebrate our move and declare myself a proud "home-owner" instead! Yes, I have found over the last year my heart has sprouted little roots of affection for this pile of lumber, sheetrock, and nails we purchased (note the lack of insulation). I don't think you can work this manically on something and not have at least a little affection for it. When you work this hard for something part of your soul or self is forever bound to it. Note I have yet to declare my LOVE for this place--we still have too much to do and to much to pay for for that. When I look back at what we started with I am amazed at how much we have accomplished with the help of many dear friends and family. No time to get too nostalgic, we still have a long way to go--our front porch still looks like a cold sore--or pimple that needs popping--on the front of the house and the backyard isn't really a "yard". Compared to what it was and it does look better....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RpGhDU-a7pI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_4s6lekd6pk/s1600-h/w+-+yard+and+garage+10+july+2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RpGhDU-a7pI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_4s6lekd6pk/s400/w+-+yard+and+garage+10+july+2006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085022532820201106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RpGhWE-a7qI/AAAAAAAAAIc/IMv-k2GwstE/s1600-h/w+-+yard+garage+garden+8+July+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RpGhWE-a7qI/AAAAAAAAAIc/IMv-k2GwstE/s400/w+-+yard+garage+garden+8+July+2007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085022854942748322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RpGhqU-a7rI/AAAAAAAAAIk/zV0HTKTN0Us/s1600-h/w+-+Yard+10+july+2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RpGhqU-a7rI/AAAAAAAAAIk/zV0HTKTN0Us/s400/w+-+Yard+10+july+2006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085023202835099314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RpGiKk-a7sI/AAAAAAAAAIs/wT32QmNLrH8/s1600-h/w+-+yard+garden+corn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RpGiKk-a7sI/AAAAAAAAAIs/wT32QmNLrH8/s400/w+-+yard+garden+corn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085023756885880514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to have a "Happy Anniversary" BBQ and it was wonderful! Truly in the spirit of the occasion we had a piece of sheetrock over a laundry basket for our table, and picnicked under our beautiful Japanese Maple! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RpGd4k-a7oI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ON03XfQbzGc/s1600-h/w+-+family+anniversary+bbq+8+July+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RpGd4k-a7oI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ON03XfQbzGc/s400/w+-+family+anniversary+bbq+8+July+2007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085019049601724034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-5859622184612579835?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/5859622184612579835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=5859622184612579835' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5859622184612579835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/5859622184612579835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-july-6th.html' title='Happy July 6th!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RpGdnU-a7mI/AAAAAAAAAH8/P8akK81PQIM/s72-c/w+-+Outside+house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-6872831280155745476</id><published>2007-07-02T22:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T23:25:31.444-04:00</updated><title type='text'>coming up for air!</title><content type='html'>Well, it has been a busy summer--and we are just hangin' out.  No trips planned just a summer of the same old stuff.  I should say no "family" trips because I will be travelling all over this summer.  I just returned from a quick 4 day trip to Ft. Lauderdale for a business. I met up with &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; of my best buddies, my mother-in-law!  (I know "best buddy" and "mother-in-law" are rarely heard in the same breath, but I am pretty lucky!)  It began the night before with a WILD storm that knocked out power around the area and wreeked havoc on air traffic!  My 6 am flight was cancelled (I had to arrive that day to set up!)  I was rescheduled for a later flight in 1st class--no complaints here--I got to sleep in a little and would get to travel non-stop in comfort!  After saying my thank-yous and utilizing all the helping hands with kids and transportation arrangments I was off!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a pretty good show...lots of enthusiasm and quite a few wholesale contacts as well.  While there we were lodged in a FABULOUS resort hotel on the beach--thanks to a dear friend.  I swear, it was wonderful!  I have travelled all over and stayed in four and five star hotels, but this was one of...if not &lt;strong&gt;the best &lt;/strong&gt;hotel I have stayed in.  Unfortunately theses business trips are just that--business!  We were only there for a few hours in the late evening and for sleeping.  The view was wonderful and the staff was more than gracious.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rom_yE-a7jI/AAAAAAAAAHk/chpice4YdrE/s1600-h/w+-+view+from+room+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rom_yE-a7jI/AAAAAAAAAHk/chpice4YdrE/s400/w+-+view+from+room+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082804521514233394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did have one little snafu...our room flooded due to stormy weather and a leaky window (see red arrow).  My clothes were directly under said window and suffered for it...they were soaked.  No problem--within a minute of my call the entire staff (ok, not quite the entire staff) was at the room evaluating the situation and settling on what to do.  The bellman wisked us away to another suite at top speed while the housekeepers turned down the beds in our new room and another staff member wrote us a pass for 2 facials at the Luxury Spa!  Ahhhhhhhhh........ this is living!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rom_o0-a7iI/AAAAAAAAAHc/6RbF2_LOCKc/s1600-h/w+-+view+from+room+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rom_o0-a7iI/AAAAAAAAAHc/6RbF2_LOCKc/s400/w+-+view+from+room+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082804362600443426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to our LONG hours we were unable to visit the spa so they substituted 2 breakfasts in their fab restaraunt.  They also dry-cleaned my clothing, including my pajamas!  Yes, my pajamas...I still have them on the hanger...I mean really, who gets their pjs drycleaned! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RonAA0-a7kI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Hh2umUi9jm4/s1600-h/w+-+jenn+pjs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RonAA0-a7kI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Hh2umUi9jm4/s400/w+-+jenn+pjs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082804774917303874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two VERY LONG days at the show, several taxi rides with bizare drivers, and a 3.5 mile walk to our hotel I had to end it with and enormous drink!  Ahhh...just what I needed! (I know the pic is out of focus...batteries were on their last leg!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RonANk-a7lI/AAAAAAAAAH0/59oZlz2DNRs/s1600-h/w+-+jenn+dt+coke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RonANk-a7lI/AAAAAAAAAH0/59oZlz2DNRs/s400/w+-+jenn+dt+coke.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082804993960635986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all I feel like I am just coming up for air after a few weeks of chaos.  I wish it was the end of such fevered activity, but time to catch another breath and duck because this is the summer schedule.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-6872831280155745476?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/6872831280155745476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=6872831280155745476' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/6872831280155745476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/6872831280155745476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/07/coming-up-for-air.html' title='coming up for air!'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rom_yE-a7jI/AAAAAAAAAHk/chpice4YdrE/s72-c/w+-+view+from+room+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-9057811813969536343</id><published>2007-06-20T13:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T14:00:28.967-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Ducks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u66/jenafeldman/thtrampoline.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u66/jenafeldman/thtrampoline.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Lady luck has finally paid us a visit!  As a matter of pure chance I happened upon a "free trampoline with safety enclosure" on craigslist last weekend and replied to it.  As she later told me, I was the closest and sounded nice so we were chosen.  We took it down and they even helped deliver it to our house--talk about nice!  Anyway, we finally got it set up and the kids are in HEAVEN!  Just in time for a summer of jumping!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-9057811813969536343?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/9057811813969536343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=9057811813969536343' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/9057811813969536343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/9057811813969536343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/06/lucky-ducks.html' title='Lucky Ducks...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-88410969150072435</id><published>2007-06-15T22:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:43:03.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A lot of Nothing</title><content type='html'>After falling into bed at 11, 12, dare I admit 1 o'clock in the morning, my DS often asks what I have done that day. It is then that the wheels in my head begin to crank and churn as my brain struggles to sum up my day, to no avail. It is then that I realize that my time is filled with a lot and yet Nothing. Each day is spent run, run, running, and yet when asked what I do all day? Hmmmmmm. Does he really want to hear about the meals fixed, errands run, laundry done, carpools driven, noses wiped, "owies" bandaged, kisses administered, spills cleaned up, snatches of "between" time spent working, play-dates arranged, flower-beds weeded, etc? Not really...I don't blame him so much of it just fits under the category of "Oh, Nothing...". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel bad about the way I occupy my day...I genuinely work hard, but I must admit my Nothing sometimes weighs me down and at times even seems trivial. Deep down I know my Nothing is priceless and sometimes I even have so much Nothing that it actually amounts to Something and then I share. So when he comes home tonight after a week in which he has been home exactly 17.5 hours (yes, that includes time spent sleeping) and he asks what I have been up to I will probably snuggle up to him and think about all the Nothing I have done and figure out which Somethings I should share....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-88410969150072435?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/88410969150072435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=88410969150072435' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/88410969150072435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/88410969150072435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/06/lot-of-nothing.html' title='A lot of Nothing'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-7940103558751359897</id><published>2007-06-11T21:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T22:50:45.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Storm</title><content type='html'>NASCAR Race at the Poconos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yankees Game at Home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Construction on I-80...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Puerto Rican Day Parade in Midtown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thunderstorms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan working a 14 hour day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seemingly unrelated and yet....Isn't it funny how you watch things come and go, come and go, each thing moving in its own time and space...Every once in a while they all collide at the same point in time? You will see how 6 seemingly unrelated events turned a 165 mile, 3 hour trip to Danville, Pa to visit friends, into an almost 11 hour drive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friends from Idaho were on a little trip East to visit DC and decided to drive up to visit another dear friend living in Danville...We were all going to meet up at her house for a little catch-up and some lunch/dinner...Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I piled the kids in the car...Dad had been called into work and would therefore be unable to make it and unable to help drive...undeterred we headed out. Beautiful day, happy children, friends ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came to a complete stop heading toward the George Washington Bridge (GWB) less that 15 miles into our journey. Unfazed I tune the radio and listen for possible causes...Yes, that would do it...Puerto Rican Day Parade in Midtown... Oh well, it is NYC and these things do happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Hour later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! On our way again...with nothing but blue skies and open road ahead! We enter the Poconos Mountains on our way and pass a sign reading "Welcome NASCAR! Race Today!" Well it didn't seem to be hampering my drive and on we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrive only 1 hour late - not bad! We ate, the kids played, and we gabbed to our hearts content! Everything I hoped it would be, including much too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 6:30ish we head out hoping the trip home would be a little less busy (the parade was over hours ago!) Again we hit the open road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 1 hour wait...this time we were shuffled into a single file line for non-existent "construction" that was going on. (First hint at frustration...I mean it is a school day tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as we picked up speed to a nice 40 mile an hour pace we hit dead on with a RAGING rain/thunderstorm. You know, the kind in which your windshield wipers are completely impotent! We were forced to stop on the freeway and wait for a break in the weather....finally we are able to creep along at a 20 mile an hour pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traffic seemed to be building at an incredible speed...why? Well we were just entering the Poconos again and the rain cancelled the remainder of the race. There were now 100,000 crazy NASCAR fans exiting the raceway and entering I-80.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point my car is now running low on gas...normally a trip of this type would not require a fill-up...stop for a bathroom break and some much needed fuel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally...a little movement on I-80. We were able to travel for about an hour at semi-normal freeway speeds when I again tuned the radio for the upcoming GWB update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traffic was backed up an hour inbound...no wait on the outbound--of course. (VERY FRUSTRATED) Why so crazy? The parade, the Yankees game, the crazy NASCAR fans...who knows!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At approximately 12am we arrive home and spill out of our care, exhausted, just before as Dan pulls up from a LONG day at work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it worth it? YES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rm4I_7DEX-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/DKAI6wuWe2Q/s1600-h/w+-+brie+me+jen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rm4I_7DEX-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/DKAI6wuWe2Q/s400/w+-+brie+me+jen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075003724368469986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it get any better than this? (Only if Merr was there...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rm4I57DEX9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/JomjmvJlCYc/s1600-h/w+-+brie+and+travis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rm4I57DEX9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/JomjmvJlCYc/s400/w+-+brie+and+travis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075003621289254866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brie and Travis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rm4IzrDEX8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/KjDirK8PaM4/s1600-h/w+-+kids+at+jens+mean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rm4IzrDEX8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/KjDirK8PaM4/s400/w+-+kids+at+jens+mean.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075003513915072450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids with their "mean" faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rm4ItbDEX7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/XszYaRobfmA/s1600-h/w+-+kids+at+jens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rm4ItbDEX7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/XszYaRobfmA/s400/w+-+kids+at+jens.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075003406540890034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a fabulous time getting to know each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-7940103558751359897?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/7940103558751359897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=7940103558751359897' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7940103558751359897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7940103558751359897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/06/perfect-storm.html' title='The Perfect Storm'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/Rm4I_7DEX-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/DKAI6wuWe2Q/s72-c/w+-+brie+me+jen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-481960668292315557</id><published>2007-06-07T21:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T21:58:56.225-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Backyard Bliss</title><content type='html'>To add insult to injury, we decided the inside of our house hasn't been punishment enough so we let the outside take a turn. To begin with, our neighbors informed us that prior to our purchase our backyard was a graveyard for old vehicles...cars, vans, boats, etc. This would explain the springs, parts, and random oil cans we found. It also must have been party central because we have more broken beer bottles and bottle tops back there than a you'd find at a redneck firing range! It was as if the backyard had been booby-trapped! Because of the total neglect, a small forest had sprung up as well and had to be whacked back. We took down 6-7 major trees--we meaning Dan and I to begin with and a professional Tree company once we wised up! The below pics are of the yard after Dan and I had cut down four big trees and after the tree company had taken down 2 of the 4 they were working on. (Note: We have yet to tackle the garage...that is a renovation that will have to wait!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RmizV7DEX6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/RadatIg_rzE/s1600-h/w+-+backyard+trees+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RmizV7DEX6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/RadatIg_rzE/s400/w+-+backyard+trees+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073502169442049954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RmizPLDEX5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/MitkO3w_RXE/s1600-h/w+-+backyard+trees+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RmizPLDEX5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/MitkO3w_RXE/s400/w+-+backyard+trees+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073502053477932946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we took down the trees we still had to "clear" the land. We fearlessly waded in and began weeding, digging, and raking. The "forest" we took down seemed to have a firmer grip on the ground than we anticipated and I am still having nightmares about all the roots we dug up! We have to a lot of work to put in the lawn, so in the meantime we decided to plant a garden in the freshly tilled dirt patch we had. Dan and I both love gardens and we planted with a vengeance--peas, carrots, green beans, green peppers, corn, cucumbers, potatoes, and several kinds of tomatoes. We also did a little bit of planning and planted two varieties of raspberries and 4 trees--peach, apricot, honeycrisp apple, and a golden delicious apple. We won't have anything from them til next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RmiytbDEX4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/i9EtB9eb31A/s1600-h/w+-+Dan+garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RmiytbDEX4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/i9EtB9eb31A/s400/w+-+Dan+garden.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073501473657347970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan in his attempt to conquer the tangle and maze of roots and vines that had run rampant for the twenty years prior to our occupancy! As you can see in from the pile in the next picture...although the trees were down the roots will take us years to excavate completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RmiyVrDEX3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/VjgJQdq8rNY/s1600-h/w+-+kids+garden+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RmiyVrDEX3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/VjgJQdq8rNY/s400/w+-+kids+garden+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073501065635454834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RmiyPLDEX2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/XuxIQKe64Uw/s1600-h/w+-+kids+garden+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RmiyPLDEX2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/XuxIQKe64Uw/s400/w+-+kids+garden+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073500953966305122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grand finale! The kids are posing in front of the "Feldman Family Farm" as our backyard neighbor, Dave, calls it. You also get a great view of our neighbor's garden. She is first generation immigrant from Italy and has mob connections (seriously!)....but her Spaghetti and Meatballs are fabulous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-481960668292315557?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/481960668292315557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=481960668292315557' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/481960668292315557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/481960668292315557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/06/backyard-bliss.html' title='Backyard Bliss'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqKbnHMCzTo/RmizV7DEX6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/RadatIg_rzE/s72-c/w+-+backyard+trees+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1455261574154504919.post-7492797528541941297</id><published>2007-06-06T20:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T20:40:35.089-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Overheard...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Carson's Friend:&lt;/strong&gt;  Why don't you guys have any more kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carson:&lt;/strong&gt;  Because my Mom told my Dad she was ALL DONE having babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carson's Friend:&lt;/strong&gt;  Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carson:&lt;/strong&gt;  Yah, I have to be the baby forever....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1455261574154504919-7492797528541941297?l=feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/feeds/7492797528541941297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1455261574154504919&amp;postID=7492797528541941297' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7492797528541941297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1455261574154504919/posts/default/7492797528541941297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feldmanfamilyny.blogspot.com/2007/06/overheard.html' title='Overheard...'/><author><name>jenafeldman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
