<?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-3151714391024406346</id><updated>2012-01-27T10:18:57.808-09:00</updated><category term='arctic'/><category term='polar bears'/><category term='coast guard'/><title type='text'>What's new with m&amp;m&amp;k?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>135</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-5784071647228027480</id><published>2012-01-08T23:36:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T13:42:19.169-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; has been anticipating turning 4 for a long time so he was pretty excited when it actually happened...although he insisted he wasn't 4 until his party started. His first birthday surprise was a call from cousin Sammy who stayed on the phone while &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; opened his super cool present...a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Spooner&lt;/span&gt;! We haven't yet figured out all it can do but so far it's been pretty fun. On the floor. the rugs, the snow. Thanks Sam and Helen! I'm sure you'll be seeing this again on the blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695550223660236418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pswjtbDqAJA/TwqowImqPoI/AAAAAAAADW8/96Rq9d1lxFI/s320/DSC_0517.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jdk4V9y7Vn4/TwqowaFAbDI/AAAAAAAADXU/Art4rT4QblQ/s1600/DSC_0546.JPG"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; had a fun group of friends and their parents over to celebrate. His only request: a pinata. They are waiting so patiently for their next turn...it got a little more competitive as the pinata got closer to spilling its contents.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695550228350921778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jdk4V9y7Vn4/TwqowaFAbDI/AAAAAAAADXU/Art4rT4QblQ/s320/DSC_0546.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bam&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695553757852343634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R8ob_oMSHVE/Twqr92fuHVI/AAAAAAAADYE/pzO1G_FJW6Q/s320/DSC_0544.JPG" /&gt;It took a few turns but they finally did it. The pinata scramble is always exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695554443616329250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D4-GbjAltFQ/TwqslxKmHiI/AAAAAAAADYQ/_toJGiqNBUU/s320/DSC_0555.JPG" /&gt;The construction theme continued with a construction cake, complete with cookie crumble dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695550263170582514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zDhuT6x7cfI/TwqoybyqR_I/AAAAAAAADXs/hPVpc_uPua8/s320/DSC_0568.JPG" /&gt;These boys haven't seen dirt in awhile! They were all over that thing with the toy construction machines. It was really amazing how quickly they got to work. Not exactly what I was picturing when I was imagining unveiling it but really cute anyway. Lola looks a little concerned about her piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qMTT_dfWG7Q/TwqoN4Xz7RI/AAAAAAAADWs/8UQVKB7cDNA/s1600/DSC_0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695551264884233266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e3QCWE78zHg/TwqpsvdzlDI/AAAAAAAADX4/UOlK-5gm0pI/s320/DSC_0575.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After cake there was some bulldozing that needed to be done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695549602790630994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zq26NLto3rg/TwqoL_rz5lI/AAAAAAAADWE/Wn2EhoWzr2g/s320/DSC_0578.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; received some very nice presents...this is even better than the version at Lola's house! Plus, there's no little 1 year old &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;destructor&lt;/span&gt; walking around trying to grab the gears :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/---d1uSk2kMQ/TwqoL9h790I/AAAAAAAADWQ/J0kR4pexdXU/s1600/DSC_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695549602212345666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/---d1uSk2kMQ/TwqoL9h790I/AAAAAAAADWQ/J0kR4pexdXU/s320/DSC_0624.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The party construction vests have gotten a lot of use in our house since the party. I hope the other kids have been equally productive in theirs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pJj3Vx6dAkY/TwqoLuSCSBI/AAAAAAAADV8/7tNCBXVqqCw/s1600/DSC_0578.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695548852835477218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxI2scoCYE/TwqngV4kZuI/AAAAAAAADVg/AJDpIrGzYYo/s320/DSC_0658.JPG" /&gt;Playing with his new buddy baby T-Rex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695549614779746354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fEXYmr1cIAk/TwqoMsWPSDI/AAAAAAAADWk/E02s8sySIZQ/s320/DSC_0633.JPG" /&gt;Oh, looks like someone is getting sleepy. Time for a nap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695549635187436818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qMTT_dfWG7Q/TwqoN4Xz7RI/AAAAAAAADWs/8UQVKB7cDNA/s320/DSC_0637.JPG" /&gt;First a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695548831197225874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3eSM8pE19Qw/TwqnfFRm45I/AAAAAAAADU8/JcWD6jM3jws/s320/DSC_0642.JPG" /&gt;Baby T-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rex&lt;/span&gt; in his nest with mommy T-Rex keeping him warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n43IPzy3sv4/TwqnfHmCG4I/AAAAAAAADVI/4Xt3T0mcnqI/s1600/DSC_0645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695548831819766658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n43IPzy3sv4/TwqnfHmCG4I/AAAAAAAADVI/4Xt3T0mcnqI/s320/DSC_0645.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one requires a little explaining...Auntie Helen gave &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; this dog two years ago for Christmas and it really hadn't gotten very much attention, until now. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; is a champ at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;repurposing&lt;/span&gt; toys and this is a perfect example. Grandma gave &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dvd&lt;/span&gt; of the movie "Babe" about the little pig who decides to be a sheep pig (as opposed to a sheep dog). It has become &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; movie and his favorite character (maybe more so than even Babe) is "Fly", the farm's female sheep dog. So this husky is now an Australian sheep dog named fly. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ironically&lt;/span&gt;, she is often hooked up to my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;skijor&lt;/span&gt; harness (I don't think Australian sheep dogs actually &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;skijor&lt;/span&gt; much), attached to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;, following him around the house as he drags her from room to room. Unless she is riding on his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;shoulders&lt;/span&gt;, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695548856355354274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3LHFZrPkHwo/Twqngi_xdqI/AAAAAAAADVs/u3bIlHtGOHA/s320/DSC_0660.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday kiddo! Keep up the good work :-)&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695560251973339922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NevaXxxiuCE/Twqx32-0ixI/AAAAAAAADYo/R3o4pvg7xlU/s320/DSC_0652.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-5784071647228027480?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/5784071647228027480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=5784071647228027480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/5784071647228027480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/5784071647228027480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday :-)'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pswjtbDqAJA/TwqowImqPoI/AAAAAAAADW8/96Rq9d1lxFI/s72-c/DSC_0517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-3391101151015745427</id><published>2012-01-02T23:17:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T13:37:56.781-09:00</updated><title type='text'>*New* Lower Angel Creek Cabin trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This time last year we had just returned from a trip to the Lower Angel Creek cabin with Grandma. Here's a photo of us and the cabin from that trip, which turns out to be one of the last photos ever taken of the cabin because several weeks later it was accidentally burned to the ground. A little sad, but like the northern region &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;superintendent&lt;/span&gt; for Alaska State Parks put it, "Of all the cabins out there, if I had to burn one down, that's the one I would have burned." Harsh, but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 226px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694541282539267154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MtwDxqvdzZg/TwcTICCM5FI/AAAAAAAADUk/LX_yUVJPUfU/s320/DSC_0533.JPG" /&gt;So this year, when the new replacement cabin was available for reservations we got online and got in line to check it out. We had a reservation for the day after Christmas, for which temperatures were forecast to be -20 to -30F. Not ideal for the 2 hour ski in with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but we remained hopeful. As the day approached the cold front was delayed and delayed again. On the morning of the 26&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; temps were only -10 at the house so we decided to go for it. Not too fast though, because Max also had a plan that day to ski his age in kilometers at Birch Hill...50 km later (no, he couldn't stop at 40km), past dark and almost dinner time, Max came home and we loaded up the car and the kid and drove to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;trail head&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was a brave little trooper, enduring blowing snow and gusting winds in the parking lot as we got the gear and his Chariot in order for the ski in. Once we got him bundled up and tucked into his cozy ride he was cheerful and excited to get moving. The ski in was lovely, not too cold with clear skies and a perfect trail. I could here &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; behind me chatting to himself and quietly singing Christmas carols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We arrived at the dark cabin, which was colder inside than out, at about 9pm. Max got a fire going and it didn't take long to get a hot dinner into us. It was far past bedtime but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, too excited to close his eyes, chatted in the dark until after midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693324081200391538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rfTLq6HY9wU/TwLAFlsgZXI/AAAAAAAADSo/jZVudoanq0s/s320/DSC_0457.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the morning, after a sleep-in and hot breakfast &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was excited to get out and try his new ski poles that Santa left under the tree for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693323853006489202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pSn2KAyLkYg/TwK_4Tm1xnI/AAAAAAAADSc/_FEna-P31O4/s320/DSC_0453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we had our first chance to really check out the new cabin. It's much bigger than the old one and in a much more attractive location. It has a great deck that is really going to be appreciated during warmer months. &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693320028085054370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b5UkY2BeE80/TwK8Zqqga6I/AAAAAAAADOA/RN7teUTjXdc/s320/IMG_5445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was just a little colder the next morning but the cold front still hadn't materialized. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693320047383907250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SkgC3XOUTlE/TwK8ayjti7I/AAAAAAAADOo/0zjf7k8DMME/s320/IMG_5434.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to see the old cabin site. Nothing there but an undisturbed snowy clearing...and an outhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693322969712317762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hp_uSwML0l0/TwK_E5FGVUI/AAAAAAAADQ8/nO-CpICA1lk/s320/DSC_0466.JPG" /&gt;Ski poles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693323497583339234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IEUnxKUUzwA/TwK_jnjW5uI/AAAAAAAADR4/YpbdSZ2bfSQ/s320/DSC_0464.JPG" /&gt;He's been wanting to be able to do this for a long time...release his ski bindings with his ski pole tips instead of his thumbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694556506543577362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-99KM_QfM4PY/Twcg-L3rWRI/AAAAAAAADUw/YKUx4bL9ScY/s320/DSC_0478.JPG" /&gt;Sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SkgC3XOUTlE/TwK8ayjti7I/AAAAAAAADOo/0zjf7k8DMME/s1600/IMG_5434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693322329938190370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iG8myh5lImg/TwK-fpvD4CI/AAAAAAAADQA/GV4laJEE74U/s320/DSC_0472.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Max found a pair of dog booties on the trail. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tested them out. Woof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m7m8Vd4b-L4/TwK8abW1iAI/AAAAAAAADOc/6lpB71ZA4IQ/s1600/IMG_5440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693320041155889154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m7m8Vd4b-L4/TwK8abW1iAI/AAAAAAAADOc/6lpB71ZA4IQ/s320/IMG_5440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9LSTGx6vyrc/TwK8Z-JcK3I/AAAAAAAADOQ/Z1b_tOLpePk/s1600/IMG_5441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693320033315072882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9LSTGx6vyrc/TwK8Z-JcK3I/AAAAAAAADOQ/Z1b_tOLpePk/s320/IMG_5441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he was a boy again he helped stock the cabin for the next visitors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693322352653385442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zNML4D3l6AU/TwK-g-WyPuI/AAAAAAAADQs/dErPzUWwQZc/s320/DSC_0485.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a look at the back room. It's a big space, great for spreading out and larger groups but harder to heat. Our three bodies didn't do much to fill, or warm it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693321106440429218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AMHSc8dp55M/TwK9Yb2dnqI/AAAAAAAADO0/uYOIH6KjV4Y/s320/DSC_0486.JPG" /&gt;Packed up, cleaned up and ready to hit the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b5UkY2BeE80/TwK8Zqqga6I/AAAAAAAADOA/RN7teUTjXdc/s1600/IMG_5445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693321108864853698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kJOjpxK-3R8/TwK9Yk4fZsI/AAAAAAAADO8/pPSRFIETyBY/s320/DSC_0493.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; This is a great way to keep a little body warm!&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693321644073182962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k2zGTm2wYgQ/TwK93usGZvI/AAAAAAAADP0/K647777QRtU/s320/DSC_0501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He really snuggles in there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693321125890491250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PqfEkneF5os/TwK9ZkTuA3I/AAAAAAAADPY/-whtyyF1Vi8/s320/DSC_0504.JPG" /&gt;On the trail back out. We had just met the couple that would occupy the cabin for the next three nights and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, not wanting to be unsocial, peeled back his windscreen to say hi (mostly to their dog, I think). We made it back to the car and went home. That night temps were close to 30 below...sometimes things just work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693320026108210722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gZKyH9OaK-E/TwK8ZjTMLiI/AAAAAAAADN4/T5A67c45ajw/s320/IMG_5447.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-3391101151015745427?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/3391101151015745427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=3391101151015745427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/3391101151015745427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/3391101151015745427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-lower-angel-creek-cabin-trip.html' title='*New* Lower Angel Creek Cabin trip'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MtwDxqvdzZg/TwcTICCM5FI/AAAAAAAADUk/LX_yUVJPUfU/s72-c/DSC_0533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-4857294834761105133</id><published>2012-01-02T22:45:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T13:40:05.025-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Early winter and Christmas 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In late September we had an early morning visitor to the deck. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; and I spotted something unusual as we came down the stairs one morning. Without turning on the lights we snuck to the back door and got a close up look at a great horned owl sitting on the deck railing. Beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 205px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693326820583937170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-btBYNI_EdHA/TwLClCscFJI/AAAAAAAADS0/qPKm90Rsc4o/s320/DSC_0258crop.jpg" /&gt;Not long after that we had our first hard frost. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; was excited to scrape the car...he was still eager for winter at that point. I'm not sure he's quite so excited about it now that we're in the middle of a January deep freeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4zf4jXktFrY/TwK3y1DyFtI/AAAAAAAADL8/7gdFY8zzdmc/s1600/DSC_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693314962814015186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4zf4jXktFrY/TwK3y1DyFtI/AAAAAAAADL8/7gdFY8zzdmc/s320/DSC_0260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TxRqb-Ai8dM/TwK3ypeEZXI/AAAAAAAADL0/fLj4pqv5hdU/s1600/DSC_0262.JPG"&gt;The first snow - oh happy day!&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693314959703041394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TxRqb-Ai8dM/TwK3ypeEZXI/AAAAAAAADL0/fLj4pqv5hdU/s320/DSC_0262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Warming up and hamming it up in his new winter base layers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k3SFTTMQDjU/TwK3cHYvR2I/AAAAAAAADLU/A9qeGxipbb4/s1600/DSC_0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693314572596758370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k3SFTTMQDjU/TwK3cHYvR2I/AAAAAAAADLU/A9qeGxipbb4/s320/DSC_0277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bReX_8I7IQg/TwK3cMwupRI/AAAAAAAADLM/wywZH89n4bE/s1600/DSC_0280.JPG"&gt;The silly dance.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693314574039557394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bReX_8I7IQg/TwK3cMwupRI/AAAAAAAADLM/wywZH89n4bE/s320/DSC_0280.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Earlier in the winter we got a glimpse of some decent aurora that Max was able to capture before it disappeared, apparently for the rest of the winter! We've hardly seen any since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IR_KzGf7UFk/TwK3bRN0xgI/AAAAAAAADLE/RnA8LtvU7z4/s1600/DSC_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693314558055466498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IR_KzGf7UFk/TwK3bRN0xgI/AAAAAAAADLE/RnA8LtvU7z4/s320/DSC_0288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jc5dXmfD7Xw/TwK2-bzz73I/AAAAAAAADKo/sHQCND1nH_A/s1600/DSC_0289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693314062682943346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jc5dXmfD7Xw/TwK2-bzz73I/AAAAAAAADKo/sHQCND1nH_A/s320/DSC_0289.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5LySYbq1cJQ/TwK2-FTWJFI/AAAAAAAADKY/GfEQhlVnVPQ/s1600/DSC_0298.JPG"&gt;We hosted Thanksgiving dinner this year and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; made the cranberry relish all by himself.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693314056641193042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5LySYbq1cJQ/TwK2-FTWJFI/AAAAAAAADKY/GfEQhlVnVPQ/s320/DSC_0298.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A day or two after Thanksgiving &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; said out of the blue, "Remember the Christmas drawers with the candy?" I said "The...huh?" After a little more explaining it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; to me that he was talking about his Advent calendar, the one that he hadn't seen since last year. Good memory (perhaps reinforced by candy rewards). A few days later the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;elf&lt;/span&gt; put it out during the night and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; was thrilled to find it the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yqh1b1FC24U/TwK291dT3CI/AAAAAAAADKQ/RR_LIpRE3dg/s1600/DSC_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693314052388019234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yqh1b1FC24U/TwK291dT3CI/AAAAAAAADKQ/RR_LIpRE3dg/s320/DSC_0311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K5U75OMxP_g/TwK29iOqTiI/AAAAAAAADKE/9eDueWXtYnA/s1600/DSC_0323.JPG"&gt;With Christmas coming it was time to find a tree. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; insisted on being in charge of the saw. &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693314047226301986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K5U75OMxP_g/TwK29iOqTiI/AAAAAAAADKE/9eDueWXtYnA/s320/DSC_0323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Off to the spruce forest at the bottom of the property.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693314044694694610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LuozGqshiX0/TwK29YzFCtI/AAAAAAAADJ4/N3igd4tUY5o/s320/DSC_0329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Still looking...it's a winter wonderland down there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693313296377112786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dEriRmsXlNU/TwK2R1GQ6NI/AAAAAAAADI8/Sg0gqdsCMc8/s320/DSC_0343.JPG" /&gt;Found one! But will it fit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693313299747598162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AXiAd9uF9Zw/TwK2SBp2b1I/AAAAAAAADJI/vCB7XSai-9U/s320/DSC_0354.JPG" /&gt;This is why &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; wanted to be in charge of the saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693313310230210050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B62ZfvE46gw/TwK2SotGZgI/AAAAAAAADJU/HndyuhCjUU0/s320/DSC_0365.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is hard work. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;, still in charge, gets a little help from Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693313314384009762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_XwOUTab2I/TwK2S4LcWiI/AAAAAAAADJc/EKzfwDkTk40/s320/DSC_0368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693313316967778354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sdN3cK4LR_s/TwK2TBzdiDI/AAAAAAAADJs/Dr4TUDqqnV4/s320/DSC_0377.JPG" /&gt;Timber!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693960277223658802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eoy22azIY_0/TwUCtEkZ1TI/AAAAAAAADUM/Y5I9pj5pO04/s320/DSC_0381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3dPCKFOpIQ8/TwK08nvlOGI/AAAAAAAADIg/ZMnFAcKY2ME/s1600/DSC_0409.JPG"&gt;Moving on to decorating.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693311826413406594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MMAW6Cg9kos/TwK08RDmyYI/AAAAAAAADIY/4Y0k2s4WlWE/s320/IMG_5358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ta &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt;! Our tree and beloved cousin Sammy's sweater that Auntie Helen sent in the mail as a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-Christmas surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I3I49XRx9i4/TwK074ug8AI/AAAAAAAADIM/Rn1nDybScIw/s1600/DSC_0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693311819882491906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I3I49XRx9i4/TwK074ug8AI/AAAAAAAADIM/Rn1nDybScIw/s320/DSC_0409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a relaxing and fun Christmas morning with some exciting surprises, like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran's&lt;/span&gt; very own salad spinner, thanks to Grandma. He pulled it out and made a variety of salads, mainly mixed toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693309394304515074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQmWkD3qIFA/TwKyusvqPAI/AAAAAAAADH0/zvVYOff9MZA/s320/DSC_0450.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Buzz &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lightyear&lt;/span&gt; wings and arms. He was so excited that he couldn't even look at us. Seriously, I think he was afraid he would embarrass himself if he let it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693311837630582498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xkHX5nYOAlk/TwK0861_TuI/AAAAAAAADIw/IPyXr1XuVWs/s320/DSC_0432.JPG" /&gt;So he went to the chair where he quietly had a Buzz conversation talking into the chair. Then he started flying around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693309381664501090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7LSk_joSuVg/TwKyt9qC7WI/AAAAAAAADHc/hksNwy6zGU4/s320/DSC_0438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes inspector?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693309364216980146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UdUmB53-ZYA/TwKys8qO4rI/AAAAAAAADHE/Vg6cV1ywBpI/s320/DSC_0435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I can't be sure but I think these are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Legos&lt;/span&gt;...(thank you Auntie April! He LOVES them!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693962873762071762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kPmbXEzFoPk/TwUFENbZxNI/AAAAAAAADUY/xYJqxGIOU1A/s320/DSC_0436.JPG" /&gt;We were invited to Lola's house for Christmas fondue dinner. It was a fabulous evening for all, particularly Lola and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693317837011278066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r-ZvFylj890/TwK6aIRz2PI/AAAAAAAADMw/peewutmp7zE/s320/rocking_horse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...who sang their school Christmas carols for the crowd...a new annual tradition, I hope.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693317830686415106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l288i-B_QUQ/TwK6Zwt2GQI/AAAAAAAADMk/TpRM1u82rqw/s320/christmas_carols.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-4857294834761105133?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/4857294834761105133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=4857294834761105133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4857294834761105133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4857294834761105133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2012/01/early-winter-and-christmas-2011.html' title='Early winter and Christmas 2011'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-btBYNI_EdHA/TwLClCscFJI/AAAAAAAADS0/qPKm90Rsc4o/s72-c/DSC_0258crop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-4949970216139625774</id><published>2011-12-31T19:23:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T06:46:19.190-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Bushka's visit and Max's 40th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of August we had a very special visitor. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bushka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; came to stay with us for a week of walks, hikes, and more walks. We had some pretty terrific weather for outside time and the fall colors had just begun to turn the forests yellow. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693794509739948770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S1UgLQF2fXs/TwRr8IkeeuI/AAAAAAAADTA/BqJ4bP5OHtk/s320/DSC_0153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; took this picture on a walk in Creamer's Field where we saw the last of the geese and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sandhill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cranes before they left for warmer fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692886235898688658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oleRgkCNIg8/TwEx3o1ztJI/AAAAAAAADFQ/cLSR04iFlKM/s320/DSC_0170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e038zAGyqpI/TwEx11m_XnI/AAAAAAAADEg/04i4WWAJMKA/s1600/CreamersFieldWalk4x6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I got the camera back and made sure we got a good one of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bushka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to last us until we have another visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692886204966461042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e038zAGyqpI/TwEx11m_XnI/AAAAAAAADEg/04i4WWAJMKA/s320/CreamersFieldWalk4x6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cranberry &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;munching&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692886222476161490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nsXdekBkX_w/TwEx221oMdI/AAAAAAAADE4/Ijh3cU_YcOk/s320/DSC_0156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_vIzGpA6kTk/TwE23JREYGI/AAAAAAAADGo/ImfzjOxxfdM/s1600/DSC_0222.JPG"&gt;And mushroom petting.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692886222385405522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wpqKowzoAU4/TwEx22f_XlI/AAAAAAAADFE/pB7gDq7mxEc/s320/DSC_0159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was an amazing year for autumn colors. Max took this at the top of our driveway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693794515821949986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vBeXRGxts0o/TwRr8fOidCI/AAAAAAAADTM/K8b41vhMZlU/s320/DSC_0211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just past peak in the back yard. The brilliant sunny days seemed to go on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EW9XupgwitE/TwE229QLeKI/AAAAAAAADGg/yG5gwzdL2kE/s1600/DSC_0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693794522452521794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bHFoJoGthrU/TwRr837Y80I/AAAAAAAADTc/ye_ethnG6Bo/s320/DSC_0222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the road again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693795808268680242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FrygipwhaAI/TwRtHt92fDI/AAAAAAAADTw/BRPkwPaFDzI/s320/DSC_0216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2vs8OgbDWoI/TwE2Ntdo82I/AAAAAAAADFo/cSpumhhInoY/s1600/DSC_0182.JPG"&gt;Max hit a big milestone in September when entered the 40+ age bracket. We celebrated with good friends, a new grill, a bonfire and...rain. So the brilliant sunny days did come to an end after all, and just in time for our deck party. Luckily everyone came dressed for the weather and ready to have a good time anyway. Mike was one of the enthusiastic &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grill masters&lt;/span&gt;. Turns out guys really appreciate a clean, new grill.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692891013143130978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2vs8OgbDWoI/TwE2Ntdo82I/AAAAAAAADFo/cSpumhhInoY/s320/DSC_0182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With too many people coming to fit inside the house we had to come up with a plan B to make the deck more attractive for guests. If you have a deck and don't yet have a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chimenea&lt;/span&gt; you should seriously consider getting one. We loved it during the party and kept loving it until the snow arrived a month later. We spent a lot more time on the deck than we otherwise would have. Plus, it's fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--uDYeZRUjek/TwE2NQTKshI/AAAAAAAADFc/HdODbG_IgOc/s1600/DSC_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692891005314576914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--uDYeZRUjek/TwE2NQTKshI/AAAAAAAADFc/HdODbG_IgOc/s320/DSC_0181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I surprised Max by bringing up our great friends Scott and Becky and little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Quetzal&lt;/span&gt; for the weekend. Thanks to them for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;making&lt;/span&gt; the big drive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693799351461384178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AJK8JclD4Bk/TwRwV9Y0j_I/AAAAAAAADUA/ujEKJDOv6a8/s320/DSC_0180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We managed to get the party moved down to the bonfire and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; in bed before 11pm. We didn't get Max to bed until after 2am...a successful event. Thanks to Rachel for the clean up help. What a mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692891022876502946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PJjAllNTTtk/TwE2ORuQa6I/AAAAAAAADF0/vxJxvGzdQiw/s320/DSC_0197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The not-too-tired morning crew. We woke up to pouring rain but seeing that we had such hardy visitors we braved the weather and hiked up Angel Rocks trail, visited the hot springs and had a great dinner at the local brewery. Then fell back into bed for some much-needed rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692891027478751106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qduj294mZ2s/TwE2Oi3hJ4I/AAAAAAAADF8/8UvNM7Zvo8o/s320/DSC_0199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-4949970216139625774?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/4949970216139625774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=4949970216139625774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4949970216139625774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4949970216139625774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2011/12/bushkas-visit-and-maxs-40th.html' title='Bushka&apos;s visit and Max&apos;s 40th'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S1UgLQF2fXs/TwRr8IkeeuI/AAAAAAAADTA/BqJ4bP5OHtk/s72-c/DSC_0153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-1888130582619851467</id><published>2011-12-31T18:56:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T11:45:46.170-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Westport 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since I'm not going to make up for the long blog inactivity over the majority of 2011 I'm just going to post some highlights from the last year, starting with a few posts from a trip we took to California that I started in May (Really? May?!?) and see how far I get. But before I forget...Happy 2012 everyone! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Despite&lt;/span&gt; our lack of blogging, 2011 was good to us and we hope it was to you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from our time in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Westport&lt;/span&gt; this year, in no particular order. Max surveyed the mussel beds...not a harvest year, unfortunately. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; still pretends to dive for mussels though...in the bath, from the furniture, anywhere really. This tradition makes a big impression every year.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yDHSrtZU9ro/TwEjcMsW_nI/AAAAAAAADAo/OdfVV4pFto0/s1600/DSC_1320.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yDHSrtZU9ro/TwEjcMsW_nI/AAAAAAAADAo/OdfVV4pFto0/s1600/DSC_1320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692870371323608690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yDHSrtZU9ro/TwEjcMsW_nI/AAAAAAAADAo/OdfVV4pFto0/s320/DSC_1320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casting lessons.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6N2qtlyZkhs/TwEjb7mXx9I/AAAAAAAADAc/0n54pKdVTmw/s1600/DSC_1316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692870366735091666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6N2qtlyZkhs/TwEjb7mXx9I/AAAAAAAADAc/0n54pKdVTmw/s320/DSC_1316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Marit&lt;/span&gt; is a pro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8nv0eDswL40/TwEi68Hx_YI/AAAAAAAADAM/po3iSEQd6fY/s1600/DSC_1314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692870377649446114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U1pQlXPKk4/TwEjckQjnOI/AAAAAAAADA0/MEvBmDTk4k8/s320/DSC_1324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A warm up lunch in the kitchen after a chilly visit to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692869799939538306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8nv0eDswL40/TwEi68Hx_YI/AAAAAAAADAM/po3iSEQd6fY/s320/DSC_1314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-17k_XOKrYTc/TwEi6BeHgbI/AAAAAAAADAA/3eahf1C8Irk/s1600/DSC_1312.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;There are always projects to tackle here. Good thing Torin brought his tools. "Team Workers" kept busy for three days fixing everything from doors to floors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692869784195531186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-17k_XOKrYTc/TwEi6BeHgbI/AAAAAAAADAA/3eahf1C8Irk/s320/DSC_1312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another happy birthday for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alegra&lt;/span&gt;! We were all hosted to a wonderful lunch to celebrate. Can't beat birthday lobster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vmcR009Hg_M/TwEi5y0uhkI/AAAAAAAAC_0/_hqv99U1XBM/s1600/DSC_1303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692869780263831106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vmcR009Hg_M/TwEi5y0uhkI/AAAAAAAAC_0/_hqv99U1XBM/s320/DSC_1303.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OyYVw8ca7sA/TwEi4oQsCDI/AAAAAAAAC_o/xWYb_sWRYYQ/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;A more typical meal in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Westport&lt;/span&gt;...friends and family around the dining table. If only we could do this all year round.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692869760248449074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OyYVw8ca7sA/TwEi4oQsCDI/AAAAAAAAC_o/xWYb_sWRYYQ/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yw6z2clgWzY/TwEi4RveD4I/AAAAAAAAC_c/Ln_X1q8SiRI/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;Wandering back from the wharf.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692869754203541378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yw6z2clgWzY/TwEi4RveD4I/AAAAAAAAC_c/Ln_X1q8SiRI/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A quiet moment between cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FdbVSAX2RaY/TwEiZXeTk2I/AAAAAAAAC_M/yJksQ4EWUNQ/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692869223166219106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FdbVSAX2RaY/TwEiZXeTk2I/AAAAAAAAC_M/yJksQ4EWUNQ/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And checking out the critters from the sea floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ftTsq4uoIJU/TwEiYwxAnfI/AAAAAAAAC_E/UHVpGJhDB78/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692869212775685618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ftTsq4uoIJU/TwEiYwxAnfI/AAAAAAAAC_E/UHVpGJhDB78/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjiJwkRC3_k/TwEiYRDComI/AAAAAAAAC-4/0Ri_Ho6VJ5M/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;No mussels here!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692869204261380706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjiJwkRC3_k/TwEiYRDComI/AAAAAAAAC-4/0Ri_Ho6VJ5M/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MUv2B5VZles/TwEiXzsx4HI/AAAAAAAAC-s/j3Uo7I2Uo08/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692869196383379570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MUv2B5VZles/TwEiXzsx4HI/AAAAAAAAC-s/j3Uo7I2Uo08/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g-wf8mda_Nc/TwEiX4JH25I/AAAAAAAAC-g/vxWOAbTL37c/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692869197576002450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g-wf8mda_Nc/TwEiX4JH25I/AAAAAAAAC-g/vxWOAbTL37c/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-1888130582619851467?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/1888130582619851467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=1888130582619851467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/1888130582619851467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/1888130582619851467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2012/01/westport-2011.html' title='Westport 2011'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yDHSrtZU9ro/TwEjcMsW_nI/AAAAAAAADAo/OdfVV4pFto0/s72-c/DSC_1320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-366614739174919769</id><published>2011-12-31T18:38:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T11:42:48.244-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Time with Grandma and cousin Elizabeth</title><content type='html'>After &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Westport&lt;/span&gt; we joined my side of the family in Rhode Island. I guess I didn't take my camera out for most of it. Too much relaxing? Here are some from a visit to Mystic Marine Life Aquarium. Our first stop was the sting ray petting tank. This is all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; wanted to do for the rest of the day but we managed to check out some other exhibits before returning to the rays on the way out. His cousin Elizabeth gave him a stuffed sting ray that day..."sting ray" has been a favorite companion ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692874787240885794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zNnZ6ljNkT8/TwEndPRFPiI/AAAAAAAADCI/Vkv7vrx6u9w/s320/Kieran_Ray_Pet_Tank.jpg" /&gt;Wow! I'd forgotten how impressive the displays are there. Who doesn't love to see a whale from underwater?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hC1z5uC63bs/TwEnc7ZFgRI/AAAAAAAADCA/pzGurVOqAJo/s1600/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692874781905748242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hC1z5uC63bs/TwEnc7ZFgRI/AAAAAAAADCA/pzGurVOqAJo/s320/DSC_0099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These baby turtles looked like they needed a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jkj_icmst2s/TwEnKCM-DLI/AAAAAAAADBw/91JznqJwxF0/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692874457316461746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jkj_icmst2s/TwEnKCM-DLI/AAAAAAAADBw/91JznqJwxF0/s320/DSC_0070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the fish nook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UtPlfdZX9zY/TwEnKAwbsSI/AAAAAAAADBg/3sLPwP0oXR0/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692874456928334114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UtPlfdZX9zY/TwEnKAwbsSI/AAAAAAAADBg/3sLPwP0oXR0/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And in the bird house. Everyone loved feeding the little birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jxnXyXs04nQ/TwEnJQMObKI/AAAAAAAADBY/1E-SC_J4rks/s1600/DSC_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oKfCyIc8uSw/TwEnJJd_QBI/AAAAAAAADBM/bPwZhbcrsrM/s1600/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692874442087022610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oKfCyIc8uSw/TwEnJJd_QBI/AAAAAAAADBM/bPwZhbcrsrM/s320/DSC_0055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gslo8zdyD7Y/TwEnI642MII/AAAAAAAADBA/wOW12pUBDK0/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;A penguin! What's a penguin doing here?!? It was lots of fun at the aquarium and with Grandma and Elizabeth and the rest of the cousins and aunts and uncles. I wish I had taken some pictures at the house...I'm lucky I have these!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692874438173143170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gslo8zdyD7Y/TwEnI642MII/AAAAAAAADBA/wOW12pUBDK0/s320/DSC_0046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-366614739174919769?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/366614739174919769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=366614739174919769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/366614739174919769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/366614739174919769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2012/01/time-with-grandma-and-cousin-elizabeth.html' title='Time with Grandma and cousin Elizabeth'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zNnZ6ljNkT8/TwEndPRFPiI/AAAAAAAADCI/Vkv7vrx6u9w/s72-c/Kieran_Ray_Pet_Tank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-703363005040628756</id><published>2011-12-31T18:37:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T11:43:06.864-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Stops on the way home...</title><content type='html'>We stopped in at Grandpa's farm to visit with Grandpa and Grandma Lee and see how the veggies were coming along. Kieran's favorite thing to do at the farm is go shopping for lunch. Then we have our usual lunch (and supper) of summer squash and onions. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UfWDnn4hfJE/TwErXP8kvqI/AAAAAAAADCk/Zb96hIQ7jMI/s1600/DSC_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692879082390601378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UfWDnn4hfJE/TwErXP8kvqI/AAAAAAAADCk/Zb96hIQ7jMI/s320/DSC_0104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Helping" Grandpa with the tomato sorting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8trKtsGxUXI/TwErW9Vp2dI/AAAAAAAADCY/reTvfukafV0/s1600/DSC_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692879077395519954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8trKtsGxUXI/TwErW9Vp2dI/AAAAAAAADCY/reTvfukafV0/s320/DSC_0100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a quick farm visit we had to make our way back north and had another visit with Bushka and Grandaddy. Kieran helped where he could. He watered some of the garden plots on a hot day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vuT6hAFdNsU/TwEsDmC3K-I/AAAAAAAADDY/IhhtuCU_84E/s1600/DSC_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692879844236798946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vuT6hAFdNsU/TwEsDmC3K-I/AAAAAAAADDY/IhhtuCU_84E/s320/DSC_0114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X11szBmiPRI/TwErYN984HI/AAAAAAAADDI/lNeZ31SO6Ik/s1600/DSC_0112.JPG"&gt;These could use a drink...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692879099039375474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X11szBmiPRI/TwErYN984HI/AAAAAAAADDI/lNeZ31SO6Ik/s320/DSC_0112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three generations of handsome men. We had a very nice visit and Grandaddy and Kieran shared an emotional moment over a skinned knee. We've been grateful for the sweet moments we've had with him over our last couple of visits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692879844215231298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3O-rjrmKNfI/TwEsDl9uE0I/AAAAAAAADDk/A9f3Ke94j0s/s320/DSC_0116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before heading home we had a relaxed, shady walk on one of the trails nearby. Kieran brought beans for the squirrels which he left at every squirrel hole we saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VuharVqTmIU/TwErYGKuWWI/AAAAAAAADC4/P5QuEl8V28c/s1600/DSC_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692879096945465698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VuharVqTmIU/TwErYGKuWWI/AAAAAAAADC4/P5QuEl8V28c/s320/DSC_0110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J2iuSlGg1SE/TwErX1rompI/AAAAAAAADCw/HRp_nlhWtoI/s1600/DSC_0106.JPG"&gt;Here you go little squirrelly.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692879092520098450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J2iuSlGg1SE/TwErX1rompI/AAAAAAAADCw/HRp_nlhWtoI/s320/DSC_0106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we found ourselves back in Fairbanks. Our garden had done some fine growing while we were away. We had a great crop of broccoli this year. We planted it in the spot that the corn gerw in last year. Kieran wants to grow corn again. Maybe he had enough broccoli :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692879879257461954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FYvO2R5hh4I/TwEsFogcFMI/AAAAAAAADEI/ozuA1FVD-Pw/s320/DSC_0135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our little sweaty gardener.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692880948802831762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eycpgO1MP-E/TwEtD437RZI/AAAAAAAADEU/7YY7HhsE9K8/s320/DSC_0129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-703363005040628756?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/703363005040628756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=703363005040628756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/703363005040628756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/703363005040628756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2012/01/stops-on-way-home.html' title='Stops on the way home...'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UfWDnn4hfJE/TwErXP8kvqI/AAAAAAAADCk/Zb96hIQ7jMI/s72-c/DSC_0104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-1834382279857855447</id><published>2011-06-14T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T11:38:40.474-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Yosemite Valley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;In May we made a quick trip to California to attend a reunion of Max's national champion ultimate &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Frisbee&lt;/span&gt; team in Santa Cruz. Since we were going to be in the neighborhood we extended our CA time and spent a few days camping and hiking in Yosemite NP. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; is a BIG fan of camping without mosquitoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--UYz4JiJcUo/TfkNjK0Fm-I/AAAAAAAAC8M/3JEl7v97lmA/s1600/IMG_1686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--UYz4JiJcUo/TfkNjK0Fm-I/AAAAAAAAC8M/3JEl7v97lmA/s320/IMG_1686.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Eating meals by headlamp is hard to beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wxs4547-pAE/TfkNjc9x3YI/AAAAAAAAC8U/PTrEzuKFBY8/s1600/IMG_1687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wxs4547-pAE/TfkNjc9x3YI/AAAAAAAAC8U/PTrEzuKFBY8/s320/IMG_1687.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With noodles for dinner every night &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; couldn't have been happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zPIu9S3VlHQ/TfkNjp2CLFI/AAAAAAAAC8c/bpn91Z-B48c/s1600/IMG_1689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zPIu9S3VlHQ/TfkNjp2CLFI/AAAAAAAAC8c/bpn91Z-B48c/s320/IMG_1689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The only entertainment he needed was the fire pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pXd7OSio5OY/TfkNj_MvsvI/AAAAAAAAC8k/zWeRTzo6u60/s1600/IMG_1699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pXd7OSio5OY/TfkNj_MvsvI/AAAAAAAAC8k/zWeRTzo6u60/s320/IMG_1699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We took a walk to the giant &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sequoia&lt;/span&gt; grove and found some snow along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4_N4OYl4BQE/TfkNkttPslI/AAAAAAAAC80/_WfpJciVvj8/s1600/IMG_1793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4_N4OYl4BQE/TfkNkttPslI/AAAAAAAAC80/_WfpJciVvj8/s320/IMG_1793.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iP-8I8c8nh4/TfkNlNDScvI/AAAAAAAAC88/8CKfcoLtFcE/s320/IMG_1799.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NwPMyOTaHtE/TfkNlfML0KI/AAAAAAAAC9E/B8y7TvMYUho/s1600/IMG_1800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NwPMyOTaHtE/TfkNlfML0KI/AAAAAAAAC9E/B8y7TvMYUho/s320/IMG_1800.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-84DsDKe7unw/TfkNlriny1I/AAAAAAAAC9M/QEo7ZNjNPkI/s1600/IMG_1830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-84DsDKe7unw/TfkNlriny1I/AAAAAAAAC9M/QEo7ZNjNPkI/s320/IMG_1830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SJN2tz80U08/TfkNmGFRKjI/AAAAAAAAC9U/oxulH6NireA/s1600/IMG_1831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SJN2tz80U08/TfkNmGFRKjI/AAAAAAAAC9U/oxulH6NireA/s320/IMG_1831.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-etmgso5-MCo/TfkNm8PRPCI/AAAAAAAAC9k/YbG7t-M70P0/s1600/IMG_1868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-etmgso5-MCo/TfkNm8PRPCI/AAAAAAAAC9k/YbG7t-M70P0/s320/IMG_1868.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Back in the valley we had a picnic lunch in a meadow across from El Cap. Nice view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qLF_R4p7VWY/TfkNnYX424I/AAAAAAAAC9s/rc5tmdxLrsE/s1600/IMG_1885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qLF_R4p7VWY/TfkNnYX424I/AAAAAAAAC9s/rc5tmdxLrsE/s320/IMG_1885.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spying on the big wall climbers through the wrong end of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;binos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KJBSOBNJSK0/TfkNnr3ToLI/AAAAAAAAC90/WNenctVXaYg/s1600/IMG_1895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KJBSOBNJSK0/TfkNnr3ToLI/AAAAAAAAC90/WNenctVXaYg/s320/IMG_1895.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Post lunch siesta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EFX4NFEoehc/TfkNn89PLFI/AAAAAAAAC98/tvZoroodul8/s1600/IMG_1897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EFX4NFEoehc/TfkNn89PLFI/AAAAAAAAC98/tvZoroodul8/s320/IMG_1897.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;And back in the car for the big ride to Santa Cruz. This was the last day of our Yosemite time but the photos ended up in a strange order so the posts to follow show more from the park...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XY6juRrI6fM/TfkNoHd4h2I/AAAAAAAAC-E/0RtrHeW7-ck/s1600/IMG_1912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XY6juRrI6fM/TfkNoHd4h2I/AAAAAAAAC-E/0RtrHeW7-ck/s320/IMG_1912.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eYq0WvTOg_Y/TfkNkUfzmVI/AAAAAAAAC8s/2WOnXLGbpO0/s1600/IMG_1780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eYq0WvTOg_Y/TfkNkUfzmVI/AAAAAAAAC8s/2WOnXLGbpO0/s320/IMG_1780.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-1834382279857855447?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/1834382279857855447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=1834382279857855447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/1834382279857855447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/1834382279857855447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2011/06/yosemite-valley.html' title='Yosemite Valley'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--UYz4JiJcUo/TfkNjK0Fm-I/AAAAAAAAC8M/3JEl7v97lmA/s72-c/IMG_1686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-6996902365511679784</id><published>2011-06-13T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T11:31:38.724-09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mist Trail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;More Yosemite...we spent our only full day at the park walking the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;famous&lt;/span&gt; Mist Trail. It was a highlight of the trip. Here we go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LJT8IkzN3Pk/TfZrJGtNA-I/AAAAAAAAC10/wp1gbGLBFq0/s1600/DSC_0795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LJT8IkzN3Pk/TfZrJGtNA-I/AAAAAAAAC10/wp1gbGLBFq0/s320/DSC_0795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LJT8IkzN3Pk/TfZrJGtNA-I/AAAAAAAAC10/wp1gbGLBFq0/s1600/DSC_0795.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Checking out the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Merced&lt;/span&gt; River on the way to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;trail head&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wEDELRLRrv8/TfZrJmts0TI/AAAAAAAAC18/UfnFPdKPQGM/s1600/DSC_0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wEDELRLRrv8/TfZrJmts0TI/AAAAAAAAC18/UfnFPdKPQGM/s320/DSC_0807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVYgFlN3TVc/TfZrJ4NfdiI/AAAAAAAAC2E/7FVOKy7pImw/s1600/DSC_0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVYgFlN3TVc/TfZrJ4NfdiI/AAAAAAAAC2E/7FVOKy7pImw/s320/DSC_0814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking out the falls in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s4TcAEQQ-Cg/TfZrKZxQ4MI/AAAAAAAAC2M/5dgNCSWGDlA/s1600/DSC_0824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s4TcAEQQ-Cg/TfZrKZxQ4MI/AAAAAAAAC2M/5dgNCSWGDlA/s320/DSC_0824.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weren't quite prepared for the "mist" part of the trail which is a 100 ft climb up slippery stone steps while getting soaked by mist from adjacent Vernal Falls. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; was particularly unhappy with us, having surprised him with two of his least favorite things...wind and a cold shower. He recovered after a snack and warm wrap on the side of the trail while we chatted with other chilly hikers on their way past us. In hindsight we should have suspected something was up when we passed wet, garbage bag-clad groups of Japanese hikers on their way back to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;trail head&lt;/span&gt;. Oh well, we've been forgiven and now it is one of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran's&lt;/span&gt; proudest moments of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;back country&lt;/span&gt; hardship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ye_7C6taf_E/TfZrKjbgjRI/AAAAAAAAC2U/HLMETII6K_M/s1600/DSC_0842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ye_7C6taf_E/TfZrKjbgjRI/AAAAAAAAC2U/HLMETII6K_M/s320/DSC_0842.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warmer, drier, and mostly recovered, back on the trail above the mist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mWs9yvICbrA/TfZrLIuP2xI/AAAAAAAAC2c/K65n5MOWkGE/s1600/DSC_0846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mWs9yvICbrA/TfZrLIuP2xI/AAAAAAAAC2c/K65n5MOWkGE/s320/DSC_0846.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First glimpse back down the valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--wV0cgL8EVA/TfZrLRcwvuI/AAAAAAAAC2k/gtg3X2eZBX4/s1600/DSC_0854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--wV0cgL8EVA/TfZrLRcwvuI/AAAAAAAAC2k/gtg3X2eZBX4/s320/DSC_0854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;lunch mates&lt;/span&gt; at the picnic area at the top of Vernal Falls. Persistent little buggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jAS3FRQEU0I/TfZrLmUQ8qI/AAAAAAAAC2s/nHh3rPqR1_I/s1600/DSC_0861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jAS3FRQEU0I/TfZrLmUQ8qI/AAAAAAAAC2s/nHh3rPqR1_I/s320/DSC_0861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some company to this point but from here on up we had the views mostly to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NGPk06y-KHU/TfZrML6ZgZI/AAAAAAAAC20/WuhT-ub6v24/s1600/DSC_0862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NGPk06y-KHU/TfZrML6ZgZI/AAAAAAAAC20/WuhT-ub6v24/s320/DSC_0862.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Nevada&lt;/span&gt; Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gf9AtXIUOpE/TfZrMV_wr3I/AAAAAAAAC28/ZKkqCCypfOE/s1600/DSC_0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gf9AtXIUOpE/TfZrMV_wr3I/AAAAAAAAC28/ZKkqCCypfOE/s320/DSC_0879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful day! We couldn't have had better weather, the best weather day of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f5E61GuFrN0/TfZrMsS855I/AAAAAAAAC3E/tZV2QYjw3m0/s1600/DSC_0881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f5E61GuFrN0/TfZrMsS855I/AAAAAAAAC3E/tZV2QYjw3m0/s320/DSC_0881.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rSYtypi3Dx0/TfZrM1Q15WI/AAAAAAAAC3M/RmVNNO9CbfQ/s1600/DSC_0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rSYtypi3Dx0/TfZrM1Q15WI/AAAAAAAAC3M/RmVNNO9CbfQ/s320/DSC_0893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4,000 ft up is the top of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Nevada&lt;/span&gt; Falls, a beautiful and tranquil spot with a spectacular view of some of the most famous peaks in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A1NEhSCFowU/TfZrNMdW9bI/AAAAAAAAC3U/bmHDxaoqo1w/s1600/DSC_0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A1NEhSCFowU/TfZrNMdW9bI/AAAAAAAAC3U/bmHDxaoqo1w/s320/DSC_0897.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking over the edge of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Nevada&lt;/span&gt; Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y-pHYMf8Cg8/TfZrNxR7agI/AAAAAAAAC3c/2Rrp9mK-X8A/s1600/DSC_0910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y-pHYMf8Cg8/TfZrNxR7agI/AAAAAAAAC3c/2Rrp9mK-X8A/s320/DSC_0910.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Whoaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s4mfVVLKlGg/TfZrOA4h_8I/AAAAAAAAC3k/OPWC6KotieI/s1600/DSC_0919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s4mfVVLKlGg/TfZrOA4h_8I/AAAAAAAAC3k/OPWC6KotieI/s320/DSC_0919.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half Dome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fXEZQl1sLUk/TfZrPNyUixI/AAAAAAAAC30/UnmY-ZCrb1I/s1600/DSC_0933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fXEZQl1sLUk/TfZrPNyUixI/AAAAAAAAC30/UnmY-ZCrb1I/s320/DSC_0933.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a view! Liberty Cap with Half Dome in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2AdV8h_yxM/TfZrPiTLVoI/AAAAAAAAC38/RKRNTSL-_wI/s1600/DSC_0938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2AdV8h_yxM/TfZrPiTLVoI/AAAAAAAAC38/RKRNTSL-_wI/s320/DSC_0938.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; slept most of the way down and missed this. He was a champ, sitting in his backpack for 7+ hours that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNczEZ2hD8U/TfZrPhDizgI/AAAAAAAAC4E/sVik6_QuB7k/s1600/DSC_0946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNczEZ2hD8U/TfZrPhDizgI/AAAAAAAAC4E/sVik6_QuB7k/s320/DSC_0946.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yosemite Falls from a meadow in the valley. The second half of our trip continues on the next page...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rge3RCYb7Mo/TfZrQHmwjRI/AAAAAAAAC4M/oQuYTDoT9MA/s1600/DSC_0987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rge3RCYb7Mo/TfZrQHmwjRI/AAAAAAAAC4M/oQuYTDoT9MA/s320/DSC_0987.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-TOP: 0px" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-6996902365511679784?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/6996902365511679784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=6996902365511679784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/6996902365511679784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/6996902365511679784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2011/06/mist-trail.html' title='The Mist Trail'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LJT8IkzN3Pk/TfZrJGtNA-I/AAAAAAAAC10/wp1gbGLBFq0/s72-c/DSC_0795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-6560238703176659103</id><published>2011-06-13T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T11:41:05.311-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Yosemite to Santa Cruz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;One last look at Yosemite valley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-6JDmMvX3I/TfVh3KxD5BI/AAAAAAAACxs/AsqFL5Y7Pd4/s1600/DSC_1015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-6JDmMvX3I/TfVh3KxD5BI/AAAAAAAACxs/AsqFL5Y7Pd4/s320/DSC_1015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;summited&lt;/span&gt; Half Dome during a quick stop on the way out of the park, with some assistance from his climbing partner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e0iHgUTz66I/TfVh38aTsCI/AAAAAAAACx8/7NW85hou3V0/s1600/DSC_1023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e0iHgUTz66I/TfVh38aTsCI/AAAAAAAACx8/7NW85hou3V0/s320/DSC_1023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Back at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Sequoia&lt;/span&gt; grove...where's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6QyNkEpLo4/TfVh4D3GTQI/AAAAAAAACyE/CbeyhUV3BRc/s1600/DSC_1027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6QyNkEpLo4/TfVh4D3GTQI/AAAAAAAACyE/CbeyhUV3BRc/s320/DSC_1027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LfsLrAlT-jw/TfVh4X0BpdI/AAAAAAAACyM/fxyXGw3MNbM/s1600/DSC_1039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LfsLrAlT-jw/TfVh4X0BpdI/AAAAAAAACyM/fxyXGw3MNbM/s320/DSC_1039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_itSQST3flo/TfVh44v8pMI/AAAAAAAACyU/JZAZlf-it6I/s1600/DSC_1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_itSQST3flo/TfVh44v8pMI/AAAAAAAACyU/JZAZlf-it6I/s320/DSC_1042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;After a long drive through golden hills and agricultural land we made it to Santa Cruz. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; was ready for the long-promised beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GbcGxJJqEag/TfVh5KgbBmI/AAAAAAAACyc/olscyiInafo/s1600/DSC_1059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GbcGxJJqEag/TfVh5KgbBmI/AAAAAAAACyc/olscyiInafo/s320/DSC_1059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;We spent a morning at a gorgeous spot north of town, apparently also popular with the nude bathing/nude jogging scene. Maybe they all are down here. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; didn't seem to notice but be had to be careful where we pointed the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5uDa4fEXN-0/TfVh8dZOZRI/AAAAAAAACyk/RP2eXQRmB54/s1600/DSC_1066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5uDa4fEXN-0/TfVh8dZOZRI/AAAAAAAACyk/RP2eXQRmB54/s320/DSC_1066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great climbing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FWYAsFQYAbc/TfVh-y7xLoI/AAAAAAAACys/eH7wE5PKFCQ/s1600/DSC_1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FWYAsFQYAbc/TfVh-y7xLoI/AAAAAAAACys/eH7wE5PKFCQ/s320/DSC_1070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n0KpkXyVOnA/TfVh_OVTWzI/AAAAAAAACy0/bxIh2Vvg_aE/s1600/DSC_1077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n0KpkXyVOnA/TfVh_OVTWzI/AAAAAAAACy0/bxIh2Vvg_aE/s320/DSC_1077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3b5wzFWbNjI/TfVh_2iE2LI/AAAAAAAACy8/EWOVILA-igI/s1600/DSC_1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3b5wzFWbNjI/TfVh_2iE2LI/AAAAAAAACy8/EWOVILA-igI/s320/DSC_1079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-psadkbe9Ppg/TfViAKClAzI/AAAAAAAACzE/V3lho3R9zmA/s1600/DSC_1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-psadkbe9Ppg/TfViAKClAzI/AAAAAAAACzE/V3lho3R9zmA/s320/DSC_1083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally made it to the house where the big reunion was being held. A reunion bike ride ended up in more than a couple of bruises and scrapes and limping ex-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Frisbee&lt;/span&gt; players the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-siGYmUdkky0/TfViAWGwEiI/AAAAAAAACzM/eqb8v372Ri4/s1600/DSC_1093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-siGYmUdkky0/TfViAWGwEiI/AAAAAAAACzM/eqb8v372Ri4/s320/DSC_1093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;It was definitely a boy's weekend. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hj9iTccArHU/TfViAin_ruI/AAAAAAAACzU/CR12Jq7McuU/s1600/DSC_1108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hj9iTccArHU/TfViAin_ruI/AAAAAAAACzU/CR12Jq7McuU/s320/DSC_1108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Gotta love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZnkqnhwTzA/TfViBQZlekI/AAAAAAAACzc/GvhuGCyj7ns/s1600/DSC_1109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZnkqnhwTzA/TfViBQZlekI/AAAAAAAACzc/GvhuGCyj7ns/s320/DSC_1109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The weekend ended with a day at the Banana Slug ultimate &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Frisbee&lt;/span&gt; home field. I'm going to throw these pics up and hope that Max will fill in some text. The team obviously hasn't lost the bond that they had back in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uWvmKZGbdyw/TfViCOUxnBI/AAAAAAAACzs/ThIvlf6NoPw/s1600/DSC_1120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uWvmKZGbdyw/TfViCOUxnBI/AAAAAAAACzs/ThIvlf6NoPw/s320/DSC_1120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bOxo244g7hE/TfViCf9aE6I/AAAAAAAACz0/TqPDTOEnTPA/s1600/DSC_1123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bOxo244g7hE/TfViCf9aE6I/AAAAAAAACz0/TqPDTOEnTPA/s320/DSC_1123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-6560238703176659103?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/6560238703176659103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=6560238703176659103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/6560238703176659103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/6560238703176659103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2011/06/yosemite-to-santa-cruz.html' title='Yosemite to Santa Cruz'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-6JDmMvX3I/TfVh3KxD5BI/AAAAAAAACxs/AsqFL5Y7Pd4/s72-c/DSC_1015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-126663388604076394</id><published>2011-06-13T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T11:39:04.610-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Cruz to Fairbanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; made a friend of his own during the 20 year memorial game. Future Banana Slugs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qtM7OTBv_7M/TfZqJay3bYI/AAAAAAAAC0s/yt-_dEj8310/s1600/DSC_1180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qtM7OTBv_7M/TfZqJay3bYI/AAAAAAAAC0s/yt-_dEj8310/s320/DSC_1180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qtM7OTBv_7M/TfZqJay3bYI/AAAAAAAAC0s/yt-_dEj8310/s1600/DSC_1180.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Did somebody say banana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MdaZ1cSY7WQ/TfZqJp-Z3hI/AAAAAAAAC00/VJxnti24tDs/s1600/DSC_1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MdaZ1cSY7WQ/TfZqJp-Z3hI/AAAAAAAAC00/VJxnti24tDs/s320/DSC_1193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love circle. This lasted awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mBnGQcZWA3k/TfZqKXHV2vI/AAAAAAAAC1E/HeXzKCfZ9jE/s1600/DSC_1216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mBnGQcZWA3k/TfZqKXHV2vI/AAAAAAAAC1E/HeXzKCfZ9jE/s320/DSC_1216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;'s new hero...at least for the rest of the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-25iaJWcFR-k/TfZqKhf-MiI/AAAAAAAAC1M/yg4dkzJ6j1k/s1600/DSC_1253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-25iaJWcFR-k/TfZqKhf-MiI/AAAAAAAAC1M/yg4dkzJ6j1k/s320/DSC_1253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Round and round...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; was working the brakes. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;...THE BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1FI0pWyMFI/TfZqLOCqjKI/AAAAAAAAC1U/_v3lZ8hQwFg/s1600/DSC_1256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1FI0pWyMFI/TfZqLOCqjKI/AAAAAAAAC1U/_v3lZ8hQwFg/s320/DSC_1256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That was the most fun I've ever had on a bike...EVER"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6qU2wkoHsbU/TfZqLdqxMWI/AAAAAAAAC1c/QKyMYYEwd-0/s1600/DSC_1257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6qU2wkoHsbU/TfZqLdqxMWI/AAAAAAAAC1c/QKyMYYEwd-0/s320/DSC_1257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;It was a great reunion but it was time to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cbYW4FJdOYE/TfZqKGKJUNI/AAAAAAAAC08/ocVBifSX8oA/s1600/DSC_1196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cbYW4FJdOYE/TfZqKGKJUNI/AAAAAAAAC08/ocVBifSX8oA/s320/DSC_1196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cbYW4FJdOYE/TfZqKGKJUNI/AAAAAAAAC08/ocVBifSX8oA/s1600/DSC_1196.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home and back to his own bike. Harvesting the horsetails in the yard. The work is never done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-znDj1F6HPLk/TfZqLkDoYhI/AAAAAAAAC1k/9q_c3_Y-Nf4/s1600/DSC_1283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-znDj1F6HPLk/TfZqLkDoYhI/AAAAAAAAC1k/9q_c3_Y-Nf4/s320/DSC_1283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q_l_ubbaDZA/TfZqL1jJcbI/AAAAAAAAC1s/-HJUtemdp7g/s1600/DSC_1285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q_l_ubbaDZA/TfZqL1jJcbI/AAAAAAAAC1s/-HJUtemdp7g/s320/DSC_1285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-126663388604076394?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/126663388604076394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=126663388604076394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/126663388604076394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/126663388604076394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2011/06/santa-cruz-to-fairbanks.html' title='Santa Cruz to Fairbanks'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qtM7OTBv_7M/TfZqJay3bYI/AAAAAAAAC0s/yt-_dEj8310/s72-c/DSC_1180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-2560891773979196428</id><published>2011-06-12T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T10:40:54.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging out with reindeer</title><content type='html'>Max went to an end of season ski club fundraiser and won an invitation for an up close visit with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reindeer&lt;/span&gt; at a small &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reindeer&lt;/span&gt; ranch across the valley from us. They had several adult &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reindeer&lt;/span&gt; and two brand new babies just a week or so old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rRSXVh7N8i8/TfVdedbCkjI/AAAAAAAACv0/XU9OfMQ75pg/s1600/DSC_0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rRSXVh7N8i8/TfVdedbCkjI/AAAAAAAACv0/XU9OfMQ75pg/s320/DSC_0724.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;When they say up close, they mean it. No fences between you and the animals here! The babies were still learning to eat lichen and the kids were delighted to offer them fistfuls of it, most of which fell to the ground for the bigger animals to clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SihS30vUjFs/TfVdfOgfPAI/AAAAAAAACwE/-52D5d5bRNQ/s1600/DSC_0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SihS30vUjFs/TfVdfOgfPAI/AAAAAAAACwE/-52D5d5bRNQ/s320/DSC_0739.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adults were bigger than we expected, especially next to the little kids. We had to be a little careful with the moms - particularly the one with the antler - who would do their best to stay between us and the babies, but this nice girl named Olive didn't have a baby and was gentle as could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qb1oxHYrC7g/TfVdekGW43I/AAAAAAAACv8/UZAtTQeS-Po/s1600/DSC_0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qb1oxHYrC7g/TfVdekGW43I/AAAAAAAACv8/UZAtTQeS-Po/s320/DSC_0736.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola and Charlie came too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g-UWbE5i5gI/TfVdf0D1MyI/AAAAAAAACwU/oP3ZSxiyo0k/s1600/DSC_0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g-UWbE5i5gI/TfVdf0D1MyI/AAAAAAAACwU/oP3ZSxiyo0k/s320/DSC_0750.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The tiniest baby named Rufus was definitely &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; favorite. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8UJ33cGVT1I/TfVdfbbLghI/AAAAAAAACwM/ia7yLjdxtCM/s1600/DSC_0744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8UJ33cGVT1I/TfVdfbbLghI/AAAAAAAACwM/ia7yLjdxtCM/s320/DSC_0744.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jasper was the most subordinate member of the group and the only adult male. Max gave him a good scratch during a rare moment when he wasn't being chased away by the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-beI0qK-Ry-E/TfVdgHlpzOI/AAAAAAAACwc/dLnZErYU9bc/s1600/DSC_0761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-beI0qK-Ry-E/TfVdgHlpzOI/AAAAAAAACwc/dLnZErYU9bc/s320/DSC_0761.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; even took Jasper for a walk before we said goodbye and drove home to warm up with some hot chocolate. Thanks to Running &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Reindeer&lt;/span&gt; Farm for offering such an intimate and relaxed visit with their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reindeer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S6gJ7wcaUKM/TfVdgTZfNwI/AAAAAAAACwk/GeCgiJfv_dk/s1600/DSC_0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S6gJ7wcaUKM/TfVdgTZfNwI/AAAAAAAACwk/GeCgiJfv_dk/s320/DSC_0782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-2560891773979196428?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/2560891773979196428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=2560891773979196428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/2560891773979196428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/2560891773979196428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2011/06/hanging-out-with-reindeer.html' title='Hanging out with reindeer'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rRSXVh7N8i8/TfVdedbCkjI/AAAAAAAACv0/XU9OfMQ75pg/s72-c/DSC_0724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-4672416248719512633</id><published>2011-06-08T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T09:55:47.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gandma's big project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a project guy so it was with great anticipation that he waited for Grandma's holiday visit and the start of his carpentry apprenticeship. It was a long wait but he was patient and filled his time with small projects of his own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ge00UQW04xg/TfaQUDCmHiI/AAAAAAAAC6g/ygHLaYY2Nus/s1600/DSC_0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ge00UQW04xg/TfaQUDCmHiI/AAAAAAAAC6g/ygHLaYY2Nus/s320/DSC_0279.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's tools began arriving before she did. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; explored each one and incorporated many of them into his project play. He adopted them wholeheartedly and kept them safe in his room behind the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xJD-0s4FecQ/TfaQUP3Mm-I/AAAAAAAAC6o/OQI5OXtNcR4/s1600/DSC_0312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xJD-0s4FecQ/TfaQUP3Mm-I/AAAAAAAAC6o/OQI5OXtNcR4/s320/DSC_0312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Daddy started bringing home tools for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Grandm's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; impending visit. This was getting exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Gtwug5YuxY/TfaQUVVhWUI/AAAAAAAAC6w/GyV7OjnesjY/s1600/DSC_0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Gtwug5YuxY/TfaQUVVhWUI/AAAAAAAAC6w/GyV7OjnesjY/s320/DSC_0338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Grandma arrived and she and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were ready to tackle project window seat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gdO4uX7cRMg/TfaQUjwKKbI/AAAAAAAAC64/XgUIKAopww8/s1600/DSC_0437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gdO4uX7cRMg/TfaQUjwKKbI/AAAAAAAAC64/XgUIKAopww8/s320/DSC_0437.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They did a great job and with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kieran's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; help (or in spite of it) Grandma built and installed our long awaited, beautiful and cozy window seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-SGh6Z58bg/TfaQWFLFqQI/AAAAAAAAC7g/h8kfVGkEqH4/s1600/DSC_0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-SGh6Z58bg/TfaQWFLFqQI/AAAAAAAAC7g/h8kfVGkEqH4/s320/DSC_0443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A job well done! Thank you Mom, we love it! NOW it's time to relax!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_JHlN4iY85g/TfaQWcAUG2I/AAAAAAAAC7o/tibok2FgWEc/s1600/DSC_0447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_JHlN4iY85g/TfaQWcAUG2I/AAAAAAAAC7o/tibok2FgWEc/s320/DSC_0447.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's a perfect little reading nook or a quiet place to sip tea and watch for wildlife in the yard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jN3soo3tqv8/TfaQXX6ce8I/AAAAAAAAC7w/XWtpyXv9z3s/s1600/DSC_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jN3soo3tqv8/TfaQXX6ce8I/AAAAAAAAC7w/XWtpyXv9z3s/s320/DSC_0632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-4672416248719512633?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/4672416248719512633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=4672416248719512633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4672416248719512633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4672416248719512633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2011/06/gandmas-big-project.html' title='Gandma&apos;s big project'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ge00UQW04xg/TfaQUDCmHiI/AAAAAAAAC6g/ygHLaYY2Nus/s72-c/DSC_0279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-6792248217825912774</id><published>2011-06-06T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T09:51:07.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lower Angel Creek Cabin trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;Window seat finished, we turned our attention to some actual vacationing on our holiday vacation. We got lucky with a warm break in the weather on the day of our scheduled overnight trip to lower angel creek cabin. We packed up packs and sleds and hit the trail to try and catch the four hours of daylight. We almost made it there before dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W3Vq77YoyyE/TfaGVLcbNUI/AAAAAAAAC4U/Hm_eTicq7P8/s1600/DSC_0463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W3Vq77YoyyE/TfaGVLcbNUI/AAAAAAAAC4U/Hm_eTicq7P8/s320/DSC_0463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cabin reservation was a Christmas gift from Rachel to all of us so of course she had to join us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GBibPQ5HEwo/TfaGVd6ys6I/AAAAAAAAC4c/JlBH77aDXKE/s1600/DSC_0471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GBibPQ5HEwo/TfaGVd6ys6I/AAAAAAAAC4c/JlBH77aDXKE/s320/DSC_0471.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kieran was happy to work on the wood pile with his new chainsaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7sGXbU6qrn8/TfaGVn5wsPI/AAAAAAAAC4k/DO4D1NaLNs0/s1600/DSC_0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7sGXbU6qrn8/TfaGVn5wsPI/AAAAAAAAC4k/DO4D1NaLNs0/s320/DSC_0491.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He slept great between his uncomfortable, mostly awake parents. I insisted on 3 sleeping pads on the next camping trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tYfzGimVmxU/TfaGWN9GH-I/AAAAAAAAC4s/OWx3_pnA11U/s1600/DSC_0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tYfzGimVmxU/TfaGWN9GH-I/AAAAAAAAC4s/OWx3_pnA11U/s320/DSC_0504.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess nobody else was taking pictures so Kieran snapped a few. Pretty good ones too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LvuKm3j6-U0/TfaGWYa9eII/AAAAAAAAC40/xJNGdKO3YG4/s1600/DSC_0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LvuKm3j6-U0/TfaGWYa9eII/AAAAAAAAC40/xJNGdKO3YG4/s320/DSC_0510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another from Kieran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-amRIPrySKAY/TfaGWqhv5JI/AAAAAAAAC48/pqBXJPQpPXM/s1600/DSC_0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-amRIPrySKAY/TfaGWqhv5JI/AAAAAAAAC48/pqBXJPQpPXM/s320/DSC_0512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun, quick trip and a good way to get out and stretch our legs after some big holiday meals. The cabin was accidentally burned down a month or so after our visit (by recreating firefighters, no less) so it was nice to see the cabin one more time while it was standing. Luckily, it wasn't a favorite among cabin goers (including us) and a bigger &amp;amp; nicer replacement cabin is already in the works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sZgZV2QQv3g/TfaGW_6X32I/AAAAAAAAC5E/FU_HLTjymbY/s1600/DSC_0533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sZgZV2QQv3g/TfaGW_6X32I/AAAAAAAAC5E/FU_HLTjymbY/s320/DSC_0533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to hit the trail again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tl5CwalHFxA/TfaGXvFqiQI/AAAAAAAAC5M/UeBUOXZvlEY/s1600/DSC_0534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tl5CwalHFxA/TfaGXvFqiQI/AAAAAAAAC5M/UeBUOXZvlEY/s320/DSC_0534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was 20 degrees colder the morning we walked out. Rachel came prepared with handwarmers to keep everyone comfortable and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kg8rz0LnSc4/TfaGXxx7jrI/AAAAAAAAC5U/aKwxtLdZzrY/s1600/DSC_0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kg8rz0LnSc4/TfaGXxx7jrI/AAAAAAAAC5U/aKwxtLdZzrY/s320/DSC_0544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kieran stayed nice and warm in his chariot. It will be sad when he doesn't fit in it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qOIG6YwbPzY/TfaGYIyjg_I/AAAAAAAAC5c/Oja4kCZ0LZg/s1600/DSC_0560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qOIG6YwbPzY/TfaGYIyjg_I/AAAAAAAAC5c/Oja4kCZ0LZg/s320/DSC_0560.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first sunlight over the hills, just before we arrived back at the cars. It was still nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vFdhLUgPknk/TfaGYj1CN-I/AAAAAAAAC5k/GWsJ2Hc73w4/s1600/DSC_0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vFdhLUgPknk/TfaGYj1CN-I/AAAAAAAAC5k/GWsJ2Hc73w4/s320/DSC_0592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at the trailhead. And off to the hot springs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2t3viFcimUs/TfaGYxl9zQI/AAAAAAAAC5s/evgVTjbOhec/s1600/DSC_0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2t3viFcimUs/TfaGYxl9zQI/AAAAAAAAC5s/evgVTjbOhec/s320/DSC_0597.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="background: 0% 50%; padding: 0px; border: 0px currentColor; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-6792248217825912774?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/6792248217825912774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=6792248217825912774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/6792248217825912774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/6792248217825912774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2011/06/lower-angel-creek-cabin-trip.html' title='Lower Angel Creek Cabin trip'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W3Vq77YoyyE/TfaGVLcbNUI/AAAAAAAAC4U/Hm_eTicq7P8/s72-c/DSC_0463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-492606700070787267</id><published>2011-01-14T10:24:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T11:40:29.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall 2010</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking about changing the name of this blog to "What's old with m&amp;amp;m&amp;amp;k". Anyway, just to let everyone know (anyone still checking, that is) that we're still here...this is what we were doing six months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of skiing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ski lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TTCk7LFgo0I/AAAAAAAACpU/hmVyLWU-Aic/s1600/DSC_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562126876297700162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TTCk7LFgo0I/AAAAAAAACpU/hmVyLWU-Aic/s320/DSC_0127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TTCk6rXGJzI/AAAAAAAACpM/TmkJNn5kI24/s1600/DSC_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562126867781527346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TTCk6rXGJzI/AAAAAAAACpM/TmkJNn5kI24/s320/DSC_0137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wipe out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TTCk6cBGHkI/AAAAAAAACpE/M5FfoAWD7gQ/s1600/DSC_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562126863662718530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TTCk6cBGHkI/AAAAAAAACpE/M5FfoAWD7gQ/s320/DSC_0171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TTCk6K1BZwI/AAAAAAAACo8/glLpA7tZT7s/s1600/DSC_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562126859048675074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TTCk6K1BZwI/AAAAAAAACo8/glLpA7tZT7s/s320/DSC_0101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kieran picked out the face and directed me with the knife. He was very pleased with the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TTCkk7IofXI/AAAAAAAACo0/XzTafRiwkmU/s1600/DSC_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562126494058708338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TTCkk7IofXI/AAAAAAAACo0/XzTafRiwkmU/s320/DSC_0109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kieran and Sparky the fire dog during a spooky visit to the fire station. It's so embarrassing to show up in the same outfit as the host!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TTCkkgn6EyI/AAAAAAAACos/k8LakcBx2KM/s1600/KieranAndSparky.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562126486942126882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TTCkkgn6EyI/AAAAAAAACos/k8LakcBx2KM/s320/KieranAndSparky.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trick-or-Treating via sled in Lola and Rachel's hilly neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TTCkknmUO2I/AAAAAAAACok/hzJSi9ZataU/s1600/DSC_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562126488814500706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TTCkknmUO2I/AAAAAAAACok/hzJSi9ZataU/s320/DSC_0215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kieran's first treat. I think he was surprised that it worked :-) People really do give you candy just for getting dressed up and saying those 3 magic words!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TTCkkSW-S2I/AAAAAAAACoc/B89oqCtBZmo/s1600/DSC_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562126483113003874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TTCkkSW-S2I/AAAAAAAACoc/B89oqCtBZmo/s320/DSC_0209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kieran and Rachel were sledding buddies. It was a great night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TTCkkDzdPLI/AAAAAAAACoU/UCyBF_0qiHY/s1600/DSC_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562126479205940402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TTCkkDzdPLI/AAAAAAAACoU/UCyBF_0qiHY/s320/DSC_0226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-492606700070787267?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/492606700070787267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=492606700070787267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/492606700070787267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/492606700070787267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2011/01/fall-2010.html' title='Fall 2010'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TTCk7LFgo0I/AAAAAAAACpU/hmVyLWU-Aic/s72-c/DSC_0127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-6278586813408212125</id><published>2010-09-20T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T02:20:27.868-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Creamers Field and Prince William Sound - Way back in September!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so when my dad calls and asks what Kieran looks like these days I know it's time to get something new up on the blog. Not so easy when you can't even remember how to log on. Sorry Dad, it has definitely been too long! Here's something from September that I &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; finished 4 months ago. Check back soon for a deluge of pictures that, I hope, will bring us up to date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all in town for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sandhill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Crane Festival this year which happened on a gorgeous weekend with the cranes actually in attendance. The festival, the weather and the migration don't always align so nicely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf452aj9fI/AAAAAAAAClY/gsR4HTzvj0I/s1600/DSC_0513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519153541108987378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf452aj9fI/AAAAAAAAClY/gsR4HTzvj0I/s320/DSC_0513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was less interested in the birds than he was in running...everywhere. Our walk through Creamers Field turned into more of a jog as we rushed to keep up with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; while still taking in some of the poems lining the trails and getting a few &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;glimpses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of cranes when we could. At least until he tripped and fell on his bare knees. When he calmed down he only wanted to ride on Max's shoulders which gave us a chance to slow down the pace and take our time strolling in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf45nyWJgI/AAAAAAAAClQ/lUZGKxMtbjI/s1600/DSC_0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519153537182213634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf45nyWJgI/AAAAAAAAClQ/lUZGKxMtbjI/s320/DSC_0519.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Strolling through the woods bordering the fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519152807455579938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf4PJV9XyI/AAAAAAAACk4/6QIPg7uT5as/s320/DSC_0544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snack break. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a big fan of fruit leather. He's still working on the "F"...he pronounces it "hoot"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519152814488497490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf4PjivLVI/AAAAAAAAClA/2K7FQkLZaZI/s320/DSC_0538.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back on his feet and back to running. This boardwalk was just too fun to resist! Now all the leaves are yellow and the cranes have moved on...I'm so glad we were able to visit with them while they were here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519153527180049362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf45ChpO9I/AAAAAAAAClI/8sx2g0Va6hA/s320/DSC_0534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Labor Day weekend we made the long drive to Valdez with the boat in tow. We stopped overnight on the way down and camped near the G&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ulkana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; river. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was asleep when we arrived at the campground so waking up in the tent must have been a bit of a surprise for him. He loved it! It was a clear and chilly night with a bright, late moon and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;coyote pups&lt;/span&gt; howling and barking in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf4OjxkEBI/AAAAAAAACkw/mdiTO2MTZCU/s1600/DSC_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519152797370814482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf4OjxkEBI/AAAAAAAACkw/mdiTO2MTZCU/s320/DSC_0579.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Time to re-stake the tent! In the morning &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; had to explore the gear and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;campsite&lt;/span&gt; after sleeping through the set up the night before. He's a cute little camper :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf4N-fpB3I/AAAAAAAACkg/R409Dg2wcrM/s1600/DSC_0581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519152787363530610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf4N-fpB3I/AAAAAAAACkg/R409Dg2wcrM/s320/DSC_0581.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few more hours of driving, a few stops in Valdez and a chilly and wet ride down Valdez arm brought us to the head of Jack Bay and our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; cabin home for the next two nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf3Jg4l04I/AAAAAAAACkY/u8CLnkFv93M/s1600/DSC_0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519151611184010114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf3Jg4l04I/AAAAAAAACkY/u8CLnkFv93M/s320/DSC_0595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's the cabin behind us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf3JAGHAtI/AAAAAAAACkQ/9I9IDcjvXGc/s1600/DSC_0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519151602382340818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf3JAGHAtI/AAAAAAAACkQ/9I9IDcjvXGc/s320/DSC_0598.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we woke up to clouds and sprinkles. We took advantage of the drier weather and visited Shoup Bay, one of the nicest spots in the sound and Max's old seabird research site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TSrqbvNDblI/AAAAAAAACnk/fRpuqRqnyYU/s1600/DSC_0738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560514452190883410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TSrqbvNDblI/AAAAAAAACnk/fRpuqRqnyYU/s320/DSC_0738.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was Kieran's first time to Shoup. I think he was most pleased about how dirty you can get playing in the gravel left behind by the glacier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560505395659033650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TSriMk_mTDI/AAAAAAAACnE/iqdm9OJhOnA/s320/DSC_0684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to load back into the boat. Not before testing how far out toddler Extra Tuffs can go without being flooded. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560505400974291778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TSriM4y2s0I/AAAAAAAACnM/H-Jx7zklxdo/s320/DSC_0732.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our second morning brought clear skies and gorgeous sunshine. And Kieran's first fish! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560505403115926226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TSriNAxdctI/AAAAAAAACnc/fxtklPU1We0/s320/DSC_0784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Max had a bit of work to do during the trip. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; was obviously proud of his daddy for the important work he was doing. He was very serious about helping, keeping a stern face while screwing and unscrewing tripod parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf2gBM7cJI/AAAAAAAACjg/TGSv564mqeQ/s1600/DSC_0847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519150898304741522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf2gBM7cJI/AAAAAAAACjg/TGSv564mqeQ/s320/DSC_0847.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work wrapped up and back to exploring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519150878975047250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf2e5MXtlI/AAAAAAAACjQ/iMNpjZixk40/s320/DSC_0861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stroll up a hill between bays gave gorgeous views back toward Valdez.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519151570883148946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf3HKwHfJI/AAAAAAAACj4/Hn-WelUyIc8/s320/DSC_0827.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519150925711135650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf2hnTH06I/AAAAAAAACjw/IIKQUTor5lA/s320/DSC_0838.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just a quick snack before returning to the cabin to pack up and make our way back to town. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519150911844750754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf2gzpHlaI/AAAAAAAACjo/c1ubv5XT0Ss/s320/DSC_0839.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-6278586813408212125?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/6278586813408212125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=6278586813408212125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/6278586813408212125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/6278586813408212125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2010/09/creamers-field-and-prince-william-sound.html' title='Creamers Field and Prince William Sound - Way back in September!'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TJf452aj9fI/AAAAAAAAClY/gsR4HTzvj0I/s72-c/DSC_0513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-2055834253365316051</id><published>2010-09-10T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T13:59:32.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>August 2010</title><content type='html'>August was rainy but busy around here. Here's some of what we did in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tanana&lt;/span&gt; Valley Fair: We did the usual first day of the fair with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran's&lt;/span&gt; daycare. It looked like rain but cleared up enough for most of us to feel overdressed. The pony wheel was back and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed horseback riding even more than last year! While &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; was waiting for his horse Max surprised us by showing up unexpectedly - I think &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; was very proud that daddy was there to watch him ride the biggest pony there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqSs-763LI/AAAAAAAACh4/4j-Fe0sO0P4/s1600/Giddyup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515381995174812850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqSs-763LI/AAAAAAAACh4/4j-Fe0sO0P4/s320/Giddyup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we had to take a bunch rides down the big purple slide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqSsWBbUUI/AAAAAAAAChw/ejUfvfiRvVY/s1600/DSC_0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515381984192057666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqSsWBbUUI/AAAAAAAAChw/ejUfvfiRvVY/s320/DSC_0342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran's&lt;/span&gt; friend Lydia shared some of her cotton candy. It was a first for both of them...both reacted the same way; each looked at the parents and asked "Do I eat this?" Good question! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqSsNwSNMI/AAAAAAAACho/qtGJBUL1rcY/s1600/DSC_0366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515381981972673730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqSsNwSNMI/AAAAAAAACho/qtGJBUL1rcY/s320/DSC_0366.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game is so kids can practice their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dipnetting&lt;/span&gt; skills for when their old, tired parents send them to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chitina&lt;/span&gt; for the annual salmon harvest. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dipnetting&lt;/span&gt; has improved greatly since last year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqSrph3UWI/AAAAAAAAChg/Qrh7V_Wm-Fk/s1600/DSC_0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515381972248514914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqSrph3UWI/AAAAAAAAChg/Qrh7V_Wm-Fk/s320/DSC_0373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dipnetting&lt;/span&gt; and salmon...Max had a successful &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chitina&lt;/span&gt; trip just a couple of days after &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;returning&lt;/span&gt; from his month-long field campaign. What a schedule! We had an efficient processing week even with the less than ideal rainy weather for smoking. We had it all wrapped up in less than a week. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; will definitely be running the vacuum sealer next year. We couldn't keep him off the counter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqSBNuTvUI/AAAAAAAAChY/IW3kbLnBGvg/s1600/DSC_0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515381243230010690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqSBNuTvUI/AAAAAAAAChY/IW3kbLnBGvg/s320/DSC_0393.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here he's giving the vacuum sealer a hug. Right after I took this picture he kissed the newly-sealed pack of smoked fish. Have I mentioned how much this kid loves salmon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqSAxXGR5I/AAAAAAAAChQ/o6EGNFx9MWg/s1600/DSC_0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515381235616466834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqSAxXGR5I/AAAAAAAAChQ/o6EGNFx9MWg/s320/DSC_0396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our garden continued to do well through August. We harvested a decent amount of veggies over the summer, but the most surprising corner of the garden was the corn corner. We managed to grow 4 ears of corn! It would have been 6 if a wind storm in July hadn't knocked over two stalks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqSAU-VmoI/AAAAAAAAChI/uOSAkMKmNDo/s1600/DSC_0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515381227996420738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqSAU-VmoI/AAAAAAAAChI/uOSAkMKmNDo/s320/DSC_0408.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Botanical Gardens on campus has been a fun place to visit this summer and in August the veggies, berries and fruit trees are in prime form. So are the wildflowers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515382001863902178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqStX2uQ-I/AAAAAAAACiA/H0PyT-OqFn8/s320/DSC_0421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an after-work outing to the gardens with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chayce&lt;/span&gt; and a new friend Cody and their moms. There was lots of throwing rocks into water, running through trellis tunnels, jumping off structures, laughing, playing...it was a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqSAOGmCcI/AAAAAAAAChA/rVaqeCcnCNk/s1600/DSC_0429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515381226152004034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqSAOGmCcI/AAAAAAAAChA/rVaqeCcnCNk/s320/DSC_0429.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; walked this water trough a bunch of times. He has his dad's balance and body awareness. I don't know how many other two year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; can walk a 5 inch wide, 40 foot long platform without so much as a bobble. He amazes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqR_l2WEdI/AAAAAAAACg4/0-wT_58Yj3k/s1600/DSC_0446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515381215346430418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqR_l2WEdI/AAAAAAAACg4/0-wT_58Yj3k/s320/DSC_0446.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moms stood next to this cabin for 20 minutes while the boys took our orders for food and drinks. They would yell out, "Mommy, what do you want?" or "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran's&lt;/span&gt; mommy, what do you want?" and go in and prepare it. When it was ready (seconds later...this was very fast service) they would pretend to throw it out to us. We pretended to catch it and eat it, exclaiming how delicious it was. It might have gone on all night if the moms weren't hungry for some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;actual&lt;/span&gt; dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqRjC6kFJI/AAAAAAAACgw/6HnjQBqTA9M/s1600/DSC_0457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515380724932547730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqRjC6kFJI/AAAAAAAACgw/6HnjQBqTA9M/s320/DSC_0457.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wouldn't be boys if they didn't get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; filthy on the way back to the car. This was a very fun and very effective stall tactic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqRi5G7CJI/AAAAAAAACgo/ToeOhp5Mw8A/s1600/DSC_0476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515380722300029074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqRi5G7CJI/AAAAAAAACgo/ToeOhp5Mw8A/s320/DSC_0476.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The tall grass along the trail back to the parking area proved to be one of the best play areas of all. It was perfect for hiding and falling in and even pretending to swim. the boys really lost themselves in the fun of the moment, running and rolling over each other, laughing all the way back to the cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqRiL3hznI/AAAAAAAACgY/RBSTSwjYzFI/s1600/DSC_0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515380710155865714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqRiL3hznI/AAAAAAAACgY/RBSTSwjYzFI/s320/DSC_0498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pure summer joy!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqRhYc4kCI/AAAAAAAACgQ/styQeNc3RVk/s1600/DSC_0490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515380696353902626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqRhYc4kCI/AAAAAAAACgQ/styQeNc3RVk/s320/DSC_0490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-2055834253365316051?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/2055834253365316051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=2055834253365316051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/2055834253365316051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/2055834253365316051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2010/09/august-2010.html' title='August 2010'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqSs-763LI/AAAAAAAACh4/4j-Fe0sO0P4/s72-c/Giddyup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-7241795421983008168</id><published>2010-09-09T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T13:57:00.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden days Parade</title><content type='html'>This past Golden Days week Rachel, Sue, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;, Lola and I braved the rain and headed out to stake out our spot on the Golden Days parade route. None of us had spectated this event before and we didn't quite know what to expect. It did not disappoint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqXNZagtEI/AAAAAAAACjI/TeBGZjom6kI/s1600/parade3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515386950084768834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqXNZagtEI/AAAAAAAACjI/TeBGZjom6kI/s320/parade3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This parade is reported to be the biggest in the state of Alaska. I believe it! It was 90 minutes of fire engines, army vehicles, bands, tiny cars, pets, political groups, big AK &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;politicians&lt;/span&gt; (more on that later), religious groups, floats and candy throwing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqXEVJg6EI/AAAAAAAACiw/6yyo0tWkYSw/s1600/parade2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515386794320914498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqXEVJg6EI/AAAAAAAACiw/6yyo0tWkYSw/s320/parade2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time the parade ended Lola and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; each had an impressive load of loot to carry back to the car.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqW2XywM0I/AAAAAAAACio/TUm_rVwLe5A/s1600/parade4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515386554512585538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqW2XywM0I/AAAAAAAACio/TUm_rVwLe5A/s320/parade4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the parade we moved on to the open house at the newest and biggest fire station in town. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; was a little overwhelmed with all the people and fire fighters. He has a book that describes all the important parts of a firehouse and the important job that fire fighters do. We had free reign everywhere EXCEPT the top of the poll. We learned that this is the tallest firehouse poll in the country! It WAS pretty tall. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqW2LKU9_I/AAAAAAAACig/H3jhmlUabZ4/s1600/parade6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515386551121803250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqW2LKU9_I/AAAAAAAACig/H3jhmlUabZ4/s320/parade6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we had to check out the engines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqW11biINI/AAAAAAAACiY/MChfw80lAIM/s1600/parade11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515386545288388818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqW11biINI/AAAAAAAACiY/MChfw80lAIM/s320/parade11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we took advantage of the free lunch, complete with chips and drinks. Just as we were finishing our hot dogs and generic high fructose corn syrup drinks we were approached by none other than...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqW1tfkzGI/AAAAAAAACiQ/Lx8dukNJLBs/s1600/parade7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515386543157857378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqW1tfkzGI/AAAAAAAACiQ/Lx8dukNJLBs/s320/parade7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...our good senator Lisa &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Murkowski&lt;/span&gt;! She was actually responding to Rachel taking a candid photo of her while she was getting talked up by a couple of other constituents. When she was done with them she bee-lined it to our table (to the chagrin of the people actually waiting in line to talk to her!) and said "You can't take a picture of me without getting in the picture with me!" It was a little startling! We hadn't met her before and we were both impressed with her very genuine and warm persona. If I were republican I'm sure I would have voted for her in the primary...we'll see if she can stay in the game after November. If she and Joe split the Republican vote and a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Democratic&lt;/span&gt; senator is elected, so much the better. You're nice Lisa, but nice isn't enough for me ignore your environmental record!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqW1AMHalI/AAAAAAAACiI/RVzYU6mKFsA/s1600/parade8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515386530996644434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqW1AMHalI/AAAAAAAACiI/RVzYU6mKFsA/s320/parade8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-7241795421983008168?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/7241795421983008168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=7241795421983008168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/7241795421983008168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/7241795421983008168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2010/09/golden-days-parade.html' title='Golden days Parade'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TIqXNZagtEI/AAAAAAAACjI/TeBGZjom6kI/s72-c/parade3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-6242431845543139893</id><published>2010-09-01T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T17:50:39.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two weeks of beach house hopping</title><content type='html'>When it was time for Max to join us on the east coast, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; and I flew back to Logan where we managed to find Max within an hour of his arrival from AK. It was good to be together again with another two weeks of vacation ahead of us. We spent the first night getting caught up with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bushka&lt;/span&gt; and visiting with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ganddaddy&lt;/span&gt; before heading to the coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, almost to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Westport&lt;/span&gt;! Just a quick stop at the strawberry stand. I think we all ate our weight in local strawberries this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508728949577475474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLvywt55ZI/AAAAAAAACdI/_1fxT9CxoJ0/s320/IMG_6426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it! We wait all year to soak in the sun and eat good food on the back porch in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Westport&lt;/span&gt;. We were welcomed by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alegra&lt;/span&gt;, Sam, Auntie Helen and Uncle Rob who had been soaking in the sun for a week before arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508724617351518034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLr2l6v11I/AAAAAAAACc4/on2WcDy0LI8/s320/DSC_1613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first order of business was celebrating &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bushka's&lt;/span&gt; birthday. What a nice way to arrive in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Westport&lt;/span&gt;! We were treated to a delicious dinner of local seafood. Thanks Helen and Rob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508722188188717330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLppMlNERI/AAAAAAAACbQ/G3F_vehCcnE/s320/IMG_6430.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had the best stretch of beautiful beach weather we've had in years. Our daily schedule: breakfast, beach, lunch, nap, beach, dinner, beach walk, bed. Not a bad way to spend a week and a half!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508724626097079266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLr3Gf2g-I/AAAAAAAACdA/XXpdK8tv9NY/s320/DSC_1729.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bushka&lt;/span&gt; managed to fit some annual &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Westport&lt;/span&gt; chores into our busy schedule. They did a lovely job putting in the front garden together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508724595455222882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLr1UWQ5GI/AAAAAAAACco/6VU3j1W7x14/s320/DSC_1606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Westport&lt;/span&gt; birthday number two...Happy birthday &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alegra&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLrNv5cHtI/AAAAAAAACcg/2S-Qxz_8O4A/s1600/DSC_1647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508723915655749330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLrNv5cHtI/AAAAAAAACcg/2S-Qxz_8O4A/s320/DSC_1647.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; is looking forward to joining Max on the water instead of just meeting him on the shore when the sail is finished. Maybe next year kiddo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLrLQURX1I/AAAAAAAACcA/hEYu347hYNE/s1600/DSC_1664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508723872818618194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLrLQURX1I/AAAAAAAACcA/hEYu347hYNE/s320/DSC_1664.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the meantime he's learning the ropes...mainly where to hide the boat in the reeds in between outings on the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508723493391548210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLq1K1zvzI/AAAAAAAACb4/DtK-DIxoc8Y/s320/DSC_1672.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting familiar with the important &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Westport&lt;/span&gt; landmarks. Max has a lot of history at this spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508723485148194978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLq0sIcKKI/AAAAAAAACbw/Y1AQ8sMyyOY/s320/DSC_1680.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had three days by ourselves after Helen, Rob, Sam and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alegra&lt;/span&gt; left and before Adam, Danica, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Payten&lt;/span&gt; and Ben arrived. We managed to entice Grandma down from Connecticut for a quick overnight visit and a mussel feast. It was a great way for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; to have some one-on-one time with Grandma before our week with her and his cousins on my side of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508721106879900226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLoqQZF6kI/AAAAAAAACao/GnEJNNlI2zY/s320/IMG_6510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was time for our visit with Adam, Danica, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Payten&lt;/span&gt; and Ben. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Payten&lt;/span&gt; is a very responsible big sister and a patient and fun big cousin. Here she is helping &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; decorate his sand "house".&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508723897200932946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLrMrJd-FI/AAAAAAAACcQ/WDjF2qPEm2c/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" /&gt; Bedtime stories with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bushka&lt;/span&gt;...we wish we could enjoy these more than once a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508723452553039538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLqyytJjrI/AAAAAAAACbY/WPijTZiH3ug/s320/DSC_1702.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Danica likes a good &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bushka&lt;/span&gt; bedtime story as much as the rest of the kids. Ben had to come back downstairs for this one after protesting his early bedtime from his crib. I'm with you Ben...you have to take your &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bushka&lt;/span&gt; story time when you can get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508723467661285298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLqzq_PF7I/AAAAAAAACbg/x8GEsvpHNSA/s320/DSC_1703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; loved the beach, especially running at top speed through the shallow surf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508720403878619666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLoBVghqhI/AAAAAAAACag/dzTpkYc3ciM/s320/IMG_6467.JPG" /&gt; Digging holes with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bushka&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508721148686286306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLossIgveI/AAAAAAAACbI/zq4-tjpaMpo/s320/DSC_1764.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And boating on the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLosAZr7dI/AAAAAAAACbA/4FWfP4i1OzE/s1600/IMG_6552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508721136947162578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLosAZr7dI/AAAAAAAACbA/4FWfP4i1OzE/s320/IMG_6552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was fun! Gimme five Ben!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508721128184044290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLorfwZWwI/AAAAAAAACa4/he8SS8R0fn4/s320/IMG_6550.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out in the kitchen reading more stories. A very respectable &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Westport&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pastime&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLoq6d7RsI/AAAAAAAACaw/b5KLMKeinpg/s1600/IMG_6542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508721118174463682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLoq6d7RsI/AAAAAAAACaw/b5KLMKeinpg/s320/IMG_6542.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ended our last day with a warm summer evening and a walk to point of rocks. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; spent the rest of our trip asking if we were going back to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Westport&lt;/span&gt;. A question he continued to ask a month after our return home. What a special place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508720396673433698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLoA6qrQGI/AAAAAAAACaY/Ad4kUb6L7w0/s320/IMG_6436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We packed up our things and headed east for a long weekend at Grandma's beach house next. Here &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; demonstrates his mattress deflation technique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLxnKDxWCI/AAAAAAAACdw/FxfRT-YkgqU/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508730949244901410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLxnKDxWCI/AAAAAAAACdw/FxfRT-YkgqU/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another nice beach and another stretch of perfect beach weather. We couldn't have been luckier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508730915978878898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLxlOIiH7I/AAAAAAAACdQ/bLWyQUpwQKo/s320/IMG_6601.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kickin&lt;/span&gt;' back on the deck in a diaper eating local corn on the cob...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; made the adjustment to the new house just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508730921800844786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLxlj0mRfI/AAAAAAAACdY/hOgX4DR9RV0/s320/IMG_6594.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping cool in the late afternoon heat with Grandma. That's a happy kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLxmEpiuyI/AAAAAAAACdg/-0xXBwjx1yU/s1600/IMG_6599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508730930612845346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLxmEpiuyI/AAAAAAAACdg/-0xXBwjx1yU/s320/IMG_6599.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And feeding the ducks with cousin Graham. We had a terrific time hopping from one family beach house to the next. It's hard to imagine a better way to spend two weeks of summer vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508730941456805874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLxmtC8b_I/AAAAAAAACdo/vnCOB1EauYo/s320/DSC_0074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-6242431845543139893?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/6242431845543139893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=6242431845543139893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/6242431845543139893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/6242431845543139893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2010/08/two-weeks-of-beach-house-hopping.html' title='Two weeks of beach house hopping'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLvywt55ZI/AAAAAAAACdI/_1fxT9CxoJ0/s72-c/IMG_6426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-2112207278128913388</id><published>2010-08-30T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T16:22:53.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to Grandpa's farm</title><content type='html'>Next on our itinerary was a visit with Grandpa and Grandma Lee at the farm. Again, we were incredibly lucky with the weather. The heat wave that gave us such perfect beach weather for two weeks broke the day we drove inland and we enjoyed temps in the 70's until we left for home. We heard the temperatures were in the triple digits just a couple of days later. Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL105qAHKI/AAAAAAAACew/1VumSD5QiP8/s1600/DSC_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508735583406529698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL105qAHKI/AAAAAAAACew/1VumSD5QiP8/s320/DSC_0091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our traditional ride around the fields on Grandpa's farm cart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL10YtYu_I/AAAAAAAACeo/5acp8NICkJw/s1600/DSC_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508735574562356210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL10YtYu_I/AAAAAAAACeo/5acp8NICkJw/s320/DSC_0100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were a little early for the raspberries this year. It was slim &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pickins&lt;/span&gt;' but we did find a few just ripe enough to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL1pWM0q5I/AAAAAAAACeg/1_tCRwNclSY/s1600/DSC_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508735384910343058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL1pWM0q5I/AAAAAAAACeg/1_tCRwNclSY/s320/DSC_0108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; thought we were having a broccoli eating contest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL1oxgiugI/AAAAAAAACeY/xx3IbfboRgo/s1600/DSC_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508735375060941314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL1oxgiugI/AAAAAAAACeY/xx3IbfboRgo/s320/DSC_0112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran's&lt;/span&gt; driving improved over last year but he still needs to work on his steering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL1og0KdMI/AAAAAAAACeQ/lyp0CI87jSM/s1600/DSC_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508735370579834050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL1og0KdMI/AAAAAAAACeQ/lyp0CI87jSM/s320/DSC_0135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The view from the house over the fields. The silhouette against the evening sky has hardly changed since I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508735350671527090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL1nWppzLI/AAAAAAAACeA/ld0ANX4XQ5w/s320/DSC_0139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a short but fun and relaxed visit with our farm family...thank you Grandpa and Grandma Lee! We miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL1oHr5ndI/AAAAAAAACeI/pCvVWTfCJRM/s1600/DSC_0150crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508735363834289618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL1oHr5ndI/AAAAAAAACeI/pCvVWTfCJRM/s320/DSC_0150crop.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been talking about a visit with our former &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Fairbanks&lt;/span&gt; friends Sarah and JR for the last few years and we finally made it happen this time. It was great to see them again and to finally meet their little cutie, Bobby. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508738349691292914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL4V63rzPI/AAAAAAAACgA/tUtCk5-HbzE/s320/DSC_0208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have a bit of a farm too. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; thought the hen house was pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508736310288491986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL2fNgKpdI/AAAAAAAACfw/B47JH39kW74/s320/DSC_0153.JPG" /&gt;"May we help you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508736103412235714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL2TK1BfcI/AAAAAAAACfA/i91ddEWrl4Y/s320/DSC_0204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; is always happy to feed a new animal. "How about a nice juicy pebble for you, chicken?"&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL2V6P19uI/AAAAAAAACfg/tT7hrJFkOjU/s1600/DSC_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508736150500931298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL2V6P19uI/AAAAAAAACfg/tT7hrJFkOjU/s320/DSC_0176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken feet feel funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL2U0csDkI/AAAAAAAACfY/gxvaGoEhaAw/s1600/DSC_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508736131764325954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL2U0csDkI/AAAAAAAACfY/gxvaGoEhaAw/s320/DSC_0180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took a break from the chickens to play a little ball in the driveway. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nothin&lt;/span&gt;' but net, baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508736302128341106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL2evGooHI/AAAAAAAACfo/kn_aoZh7Z6M/s320/DSC_0170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was great to see you guys! And it's good to see that you've managed to adjust to life "outside". Same time next year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL2TpKlNrI/AAAAAAAACfI/xhQQSR51jsk/s1600/DSC_0199crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508736111555720882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL2TpKlNrI/AAAAAAAACfI/xhQQSR51jsk/s320/DSC_0199crop.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-2112207278128913388?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/2112207278128913388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=2112207278128913388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/2112207278128913388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/2112207278128913388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2010/08/off-to-grandpas-farm.html' title='Off to Grandpa&apos;s farm'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THL105qAHKI/AAAAAAAACew/1VumSD5QiP8/s72-c/DSC_0091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-5957865825469483293</id><published>2010-08-30T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T13:57:04.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First stop on our summer vacation</title><content type='html'>It's almost Labor Day so we might as well post a few summer pictures before the snow starts flying up here. Way back in June &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; and I left Max at home and started our summer trip east early. We spent the better part of a week hanging out at a pool with good friends April, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jeb&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Marit&lt;/span&gt; and Torin. We had a great time away from the pool too watching fireflies, peeking in on blue bird babies, eating peas out of the garden and catching up on what's happened since our time in Kiawah last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLIwYR5KEI/AAAAAAAACZ4/y2t6M1LqIMk/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508686027704313922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLIwYR5KEI/AAAAAAAACZ4/y2t6M1LqIMk/s320/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time we left the house (or returned) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; would take the shopping cart for a stroll. I'm not sure if the novelty was the cart or the sidewalks. Torin liked the new tradition too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLIlA0vW1I/AAAAAAAACZo/3fX2VUDsGg0/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508685832429460306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLIlA0vW1I/AAAAAAAACZo/3fX2VUDsGg0/s320/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The zoo was a big hit with everyone. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; got his first look at a real giraffe. Very exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLIkomeu7I/AAAAAAAACZg/qSEsQxI9uek/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508685825927199666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLIkomeu7I/AAAAAAAACZg/qSEsQxI9uek/s320/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Marit&lt;/span&gt; and Torin were looking for the alligators, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;both&lt;/span&gt; hiding out toward the back of the tank. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;adamant&lt;/span&gt; about not wanting to see the alligators. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLIYtBOSQI/AAAAAAAACZY/rDVtjZQ5vpA/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508685620954679554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLIYtBOSQI/AAAAAAAACZY/rDVtjZQ5vpA/s320/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Sampson and his mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLIYPDr4SI/AAAAAAAACZQ/ati0_y5kFbU/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508685612911943970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLIYPDr4SI/AAAAAAAACZQ/ati0_y5kFbU/s320/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poop was the theme of the day. The first poop was left behind by this giant tortoise to the great delight of all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLIXYUzCCI/AAAAAAAACZI/HJi0GodY228/s1600/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508685598219765794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLIXYUzCCI/AAAAAAAACZI/HJi0GodY228/s320/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy gave us the second poop of the day when he turned his back to the observation window and we all watched as he pooped in his hand! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran &lt;/span&gt;STILL mentions this at least once a day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLIWHxKvkI/AAAAAAAACY4/IZ1PWdybEPc/s1600/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508685576595488322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLIWHxKvkI/AAAAAAAACY4/IZ1PWdybEPc/s320/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Marit&lt;/span&gt; showed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; how to feed a giraffe a sprig of leaves. Then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; got a turn. How cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLH5aIsz0I/AAAAAAAACYw/WfYsdUqiHew/s1600/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508685083309821762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLH5aIsz0I/AAAAAAAACYw/WfYsdUqiHew/s320/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys drove the Tunda Buggy through the Arctic exibit. The interior of the buggy is plastered with information about the history of Arcic tourism and other Arctic facts. One panel featured Dan Cox, one of the photographers from my cruise last October, and his years as a polar bear photographer in Churchill, Manitoba. It's a small world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508684106126102514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLHAh18j_I/AAAAAAAACYI/T2ijt-tddiQ/s320/14.JPG" /&gt;Some not-so snowy owls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLH3D2CbkI/AAAAAAAACYY/32ueWCZ_GCg/s1600/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508685042966228546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLH3D2CbkI/AAAAAAAACYY/32ueWCZ_GCg/s320/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And a very hot and sleepy polar bear. It was about 90F that day. Argh. The bear should have been in the tundra buggy where it was air conditioned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLH2r7v8sI/AAAAAAAACYQ/5dzTwi_Dh4M/s1600/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508685036547732162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLH2r7v8sI/AAAAAAAACYQ/5dzTwi_Dh4M/s320/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We left with some hot, tired, happy kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLHAGmBtII/AAAAAAAACYA/2-lmIgu08sE/s1600/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508684098811573378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLHAGmBtII/AAAAAAAACYA/2-lmIgu08sE/s320/15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing like a little local soft serve to cool you down in the dog days of summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLG_Tc1y5I/AAAAAAAACX4/swF_ouz7RS0/s1600/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508684085082835858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLG_Tc1y5I/AAAAAAAACX4/swF_ouz7RS0/s320/17.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie April thinks so too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLG-_7nNyI/AAAAAAAACXw/6WHT5Xeudb4/s1600/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508684079843194658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLG-_7nNyI/AAAAAAAACXw/6WHT5Xeudb4/s320/18.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a great visit and a fun time taking advantage of some of the kid-friendly offerings that we miss out on living in Fairbanks. We miss you guys! See you next summer!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLG-CD_wBI/AAAAAAAACXo/N-Ez4SnUrOk/s1600/19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508684063235358738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLG-CD_wBI/AAAAAAAACXo/N-Ez4SnUrOk/s320/19.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-5957865825469483293?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/5957865825469483293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=5957865825469483293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/5957865825469483293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/5957865825469483293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-stop-on-our-summer-vacation.html' title='First stop on our summer vacation'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/THLIwYR5KEI/AAAAAAAACZ4/y2t6M1LqIMk/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-5296291969156281220</id><published>2010-06-10T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T13:32:54.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial weekend in Gustavus</title><content type='html'>With Max working in southeast AK for two weeks around Memorial Day weekend we thought it would be a perfect opportunity to squeeze in a short family vacation while visiting with some former Fairbanks friends living in Gustavus. The trip south was a big event for Kieran. Three airplanes and three airports each way...very exciting! And very exhausting! Kieran was terrific on the travel days - he even decided at the Juneau airport was the ideal place to begin his self-imposed potty training. We haven't changed a single dirty diaper since he asked me to take him to the bathroom in Juneau. Max and I must have done something very, very good to be blessed with this easy, and easy going, child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is after our short ride over the mountains from Juneau to Gustavus. He loved walking on the wing to get into the plane. We were met at the airport by good friend Janet who took us back to their place where Kieran continued the nap he started on the plane. We had to be up at 4am for the flight out of Fairbanks - it had been a &lt;em&gt;long&lt;/em&gt; morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3oz6nl-uI/AAAAAAAACVI/mEfPDBRNfYw/s1600/DSC_1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 196px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480292300186057442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3oz6nl-uI/AAAAAAAACVI/mEfPDBRNfYw/s320/DSC_1221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max found us at Janet and Sean's and we filled the next days with all manner of Gustavus activities. Throwing rocks into the river was high on the agenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3ozlAtMDI/AAAAAAAACVA/wHo9nf27Q8Q/s1600/DSC_1231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480292294385807410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3ozlAtMDI/AAAAAAAACVA/wHo9nf27Q8Q/s320/DSC_1231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gustavus is a scenic spot and we had perfect weather for sightseeing. Soggy southeast? Not while we were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3ozeLCxVI/AAAAAAAACU4/-qsh-WI162w/s1600/DSC_1234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480292292550116690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3ozeLCxVI/AAAAAAAACU4/-qsh-WI162w/s320/DSC_1234.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kieran was happy to be with his Daddy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3ozHm1kyI/AAAAAAAACUw/iBMiLp3g0MI/s1600/DSC_1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480292286492676898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3ozHm1kyI/AAAAAAAACUw/iBMiLp3g0MI/s320/DSC_1241.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Janet took us to the Gustavus beach for some relief from the hot weather. Two year old Téa was looking for some relief too! That was some REALLY cold water!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480291706277221650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3oRWIsVRI/AAAAAAAACUo/dQB77zE17vo/s320/DSC_1249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was some first class tide pooling in the park and Max showed us his favorite spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3oRFrHKCI/AAAAAAAACUg/4MeaRZFe7nk/s1600/DSC_1263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480291701858183202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3oRFrHKCI/AAAAAAAACUg/4MeaRZFe7nk/s320/DSC_1263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kieran wasn't terribly excited about tide pooling at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3oQiG_vZI/AAAAAAAACUY/UgHG0EtauIU/s1600/DSC_1268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480291692311461266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3oQiG_vZI/AAAAAAAACUY/UgHG0EtauIU/s320/DSC_1268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But after finding wiggly gunnels and worms and squirting clam siphons and baby sea stars under a few rocks he was hooked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481236848805767314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBFD34bZaJI/AAAAAAAACWQ/fPFWsc0Hmvo/s320/IMG_6192.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy tide poolers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBFD4vi8glI/AAAAAAAACWg/43V5GTeTq1w/s1600/IMG_6208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481236863601377874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBFD4vi8glI/AAAAAAAACWg/43V5GTeTq1w/s320/IMG_6208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pretty sea stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBFD4BXgKuI/AAAAAAAACWY/QEpuh_daHYo/s1600/IMG_6198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481236851205352162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBFD4BXgKuI/AAAAAAAACWY/QEpuh_daHYo/s320/IMG_6198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once Kieran got into it we had a hard time calling him off. Just one more rock...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3oPx13L8I/AAAAAAAACUI/QWucUjJJg9c/s1600/DSC_1285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480291679354695618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3oPx13L8I/AAAAAAAACUI/QWucUjJJg9c/s320/DSC_1285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a gorgeous spot in Glacier Bay park, just down the road from Sean and Janet's house. Not bad for a back yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3nPGdod8I/AAAAAAAACTY/Lp_lsXr51eM/s1600/DSC_1286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480290568198715330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3nPGdod8I/AAAAAAAACTY/Lp_lsXr51eM/s320/DSC_1286.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beautiful field of lupines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBFD5JQX7-I/AAAAAAAACWo/2LXqZNz7Xpo/s1600/IMG_6216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481236870502805474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBFD5JQX7-I/AAAAAAAACWo/2LXqZNz7Xpo/s320/IMG_6216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We gave the intertidal critters a break and headed for the forest. Nice to see big trees again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3nOolMs9I/AAAAAAAACTQ/owX1abBU8uw/s1600/DSC_1297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480290560177386450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3nOolMs9I/AAAAAAAACTQ/owX1abBU8uw/s320/DSC_1297.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; REALLY big trees! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480518821191663122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA621LH4vhI/AAAAAAAACVQ/nYTGARqsVOY/s320/DSC_1305.JPG" /&gt; Kieran was intrigued by the tree fungus. I don't know if he was getting a close look at this one or trying to eat it.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBFIl1AYp_I/AAAAAAAACW4/L6NvkL-a7Rk/s1600/DSC_1302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481242036207658994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBFIl1AYp_I/AAAAAAAACW4/L6NvkL-a7Rk/s320/DSC_1302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3nNG46a4I/AAAAAAAACS4/beEicFHsKK4/s1600/DSC_1306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480290533953399682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3nNG46a4I/AAAAAAAACS4/beEicFHsKK4/s320/DSC_1306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The river overlook was the end of the trail for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBFD5rIBreI/AAAAAAAACWw/IDMJk38AHuA/s1600/IMG_6224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481236879594597858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBFD5rIBreI/AAAAAAAACWw/IDMJk38AHuA/s320/IMG_6224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sean took us out in his boat to check the family crab pot one afternoon. Kieran was deep into a nap when we were supposed to leave but he sprang to life when I whispered that it was time to go out in the boat. Nothing like the promise of a project with Daddy(s) to shake off sleep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480289493215803298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3mQh1u96I/AAAAAAAACSg/tAUw8_WED-w/s320/DSC_1330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three crabs in the pot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3mRbEjawI/AAAAAAAACSw/eHUFFI2VjBQ/s1600/DSC_1324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480289508578781954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3mRbEjawI/AAAAAAAACSw/eHUFFI2VjBQ/s320/DSC_1324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And three keepers! We had a delicious crab dinner that night. Thanks Sean! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480289498118584082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3mQ0GpdxI/AAAAAAAACSo/nPuDNubRIoQ/s320/DSC_1327.JPG" /&gt; On the way back to the dock we did a little subsistence kelp fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3mQAyo-vI/AAAAAAAACSY/KDtfHwBHAAo/s1600/DSC_1333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480289484344457970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3mQAyo-vI/AAAAAAAACSY/KDtfHwBHAAo/s320/DSC_1333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Kieran giving me his newly acquired "Gustavus wave". Everyone waves in Gustavus - it's infectious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480289483682213570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3mP-Uv7sI/AAAAAAAACSQ/ZxMFU9gs-9k/s320/DSC_1334.JPG" /&gt; Happy boys after the boat trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3lw8eeNSI/AAAAAAAACSI/6xcfzJguq58/s1600/DSC_1340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480288950610179362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3lw8eeNSI/AAAAAAAACSI/6xcfzJguq58/s320/DSC_1340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had another trip to the beach on a low tide morning. Kieran had a blast chasing Max's Frisbee as he heaved it into the wind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3lwudOYEI/AAAAAAAACSA/4HM_iKzWklY/s1600/DSC_1344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480288946846851138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3lwudOYEI/AAAAAAAACSA/4HM_iKzWklY/s320/DSC_1344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This never gets old. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480288938451716706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3lwPLqymI/AAAAAAAACR4/EI0iIkig_wk/s320/DSC_1354.JPG" /&gt;This only gets old for Max. Kieran can do it all day.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3lwPLqymI/AAAAAAAACR4/EI0iIkig_wk/s1600/DSC_1354.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBFInFwdarI/AAAAAAAACXI/1KWyO6s8AUs/s1600/IMG_6246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481242057884134066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBFInFwdarI/AAAAAAAACXI/1KWyO6s8AUs/s320/IMG_6246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rare family shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBFImjTL9yI/AAAAAAAACXA/_puOyxFlUK0/s1600/IMG_6243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481242048634550050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBFImjTL9yI/AAAAAAAACXA/_puOyxFlUK0/s320/IMG_6243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kieran hamming it up on the whale watch charter boat. We spent several hours looking at and for humpbacks out in the bay. We had some success but Kieran wasn't especially interested in the whales and seemed to want our attention most at the exact moment a whale would surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480288919941141202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3lvKOZ0tI/AAAAAAAACRo/JxYTxi4_il4/s320/DSC_1381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we missed more whales than we saw but we had a nice time on the water and we did get a couple of close looks at whale parts. Janet is a whale researcher - this is her office. Unfortunately, she had the entire holiday weekend off and couldn't give us a personal tour of the bay on this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480288361683159954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3lOqjVC5I/AAAAAAAACRg/ls5OdNBcUg0/s320/DSC_1385.JPG" /&gt; Going down... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480288352155244578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3lOHDsmCI/AAAAAAAACRQ/JOI94m196Mk/s320/DSC_1439.JPG" /&gt; And breaching...almost. I have a mental picture of a black and white body hovering above the water before Kieran demanded my attention. I don't know how he was able to tell when the whales were going to surface. He wasn't watching them but he sure knew when to make a fuss to keep us from getting a good look! In his defense, it probably seemed a little silly to a 2 year old to keep watching the water when the majority of the time there was nothing to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480288343742451618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3lNnt7j6I/AAAAAAAACRI/X_I1r8gLjBA/s320/DSC_1440.JPG" /&gt; Our little distractor. He did great even after the wind kicked up and the boat started getting tossed around a bit. So far he has terrific sea legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBFIn-CYDQI/AAAAAAAACXY/PpyPYVfuAHA/s1600/IMG_6288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481242072991665410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBFIn-CYDQI/AAAAAAAACXY/PpyPYVfuAHA/s320/IMG_6288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then the weekend was over, the rain and clouds came back, and we had to leave. Back in the little plane Kieran was happy to be heading home to his "meows". Shortly after I took this he was fast asleep. What a fun trip! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3lNLyxM0I/AAAAAAAACRA/OPHO7ZOm-2c/s1600/DSC_1446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480288336246551362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3lNLyxM0I/AAAAAAAACRA/OPHO7ZOm-2c/s320/DSC_1446.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-5296291969156281220?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/5296291969156281220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=5296291969156281220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/5296291969156281220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/5296291969156281220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2010/06/memorial-weekend-in-gustavus.html' title='Memorial weekend in Gustavus'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TA3oz6nl-uI/AAAAAAAACVI/mEfPDBRNfYw/s72-c/DSC_1221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-3688415258271286959</id><published>2010-06-09T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T13:22:48.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A smokey day in May</title><content type='html'>We had an exciting Saturday afternoon in mid-May when high winds downed a power line just up the road from us. There had been little precipitation and the downed line ignited the brush just over the ridge, only a few hundred yards from our house. We were happy to see the impressive response from at least two fire stations. There was a larger fire in another neighborhood across town that was started in the same way, at the same time. It's nice to know that there are enough engines and manpower in town to respond to two potentially serious fires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBFXVUixwuI/AAAAAAAACXg/hiWA_grAN1s/s1600/DSC_1125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481258245290050274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBFXVUixwuI/AAAAAAAACXg/hiWA_grAN1s/s320/DSC_1125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A look down the power line towards the fire. The lower access road was filled with another half dozen trucks and engines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBE57BHHKII/AAAAAAAACV4/V00vxaAnMlM/s1600/DSC_1136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481225907559934082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBE57BHHKII/AAAAAAAACV4/V00vxaAnMlM/s320/DSC_1136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another fire? Nope, that's just Max firing up the boat after its long winter rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBE56aQG4tI/AAAAAAAACVw/-pC7Gx1x9Xc/s1600/DSC_1152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481225897128682194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBE56aQG4tI/AAAAAAAACVw/-pC7Gx1x9Xc/s320/DSC_1152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The morning after the fire was clear, warm, and smoke free - a beautiful day for boating on the river. Kieran was even more excited about the boat this year than last. He takes driving very seriously. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBE56MNAlXI/AAAAAAAACVo/f8YeBTspSSY/s1600/DSC_1170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481225893357589874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBE56MNAlXI/AAAAAAAACVo/f8YeBTspSSY/s320/DSC_1170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rachel came along for the ride. What a great day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBE55llri_I/AAAAAAAACVg/Jo3-kx1Sjg8/s1600/DSC_1186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481225882992086002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBE55llri_I/AAAAAAAACVg/Jo3-kx1Sjg8/s320/DSC_1186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The unseasonably warm temperatures and sunny skies in April and May made for a quick green-up this year. It's always special to see green leaves out in the yard after many months of white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBE55MGbuSI/AAAAAAAACVY/sjg2GjeJjrE/s1600/DSC_1200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481225876150139170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBE55MGbuSI/AAAAAAAACVY/sjg2GjeJjrE/s320/DSC_1200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-3688415258271286959?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/3688415258271286959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=3688415258271286959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/3688415258271286959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/3688415258271286959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2010/06/smokey-day-in-may.html' title='A smokey day in May'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/TBFXVUixwuI/AAAAAAAACXg/hiWA_grAN1s/s72-c/DSC_1125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-6827465397397470665</id><published>2010-05-07T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T10:40:10.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring house projects</title><content type='html'>It's been a busy spring around here with much talk of gardening and house projects that need doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-R1WoJdq1I/AAAAAAAACOY/njTZIxU9KPc/s1600/DSC_1075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468624879129307986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-R1WoJdq1I/AAAAAAAACOY/njTZIxU9KPc/s320/DSC_1075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; has been doing his part and helping where he can. His favorite accessory of late is Max's pair of ear protection headphones. He wears them for work and play and would likely wear them for everything else if he had his way. He has been right in the middle of the construction of our garden containers for the deck. He's an enthusiastic worker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468624886378646082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-R1XDJ1ykI/AAAAAAAACOg/rUu7Fj9CPBg/s320/DSC_1070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting some measurements for Daddy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-R1Wddgm4I/AAAAAAAACOQ/aQCGXtz5Ru0/s1600/DSC_1056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468624876260596610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-R1Wddgm4I/AAAAAAAACOQ/aQCGXtz5Ru0/s320/DSC_1056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two make a good team. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; beelined it out to the deck after his bath for two evenings in a row so he wouldn't miss anything. There's nothing like a good, solid day's work...before or after bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-R1Vqp8EWI/AAAAAAAACOI/GpE-TMBCFL4/s1600/DSC_1058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468624862622519650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-R1Vqp8EWI/AAAAAAAACOI/GpE-TMBCFL4/s320/DSC_1058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; did a nice job on the container project (a condition of approval of Max's field-heavy summer work schedule). Now Kieran and I can busy ourselves with watering while we wait for Max to come home in between trips (because we didn't have enough to keep us busy before...?!?). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-R1VK3BVZI/AAAAAAAACOA/K869XJDMPOI/s1600/DSC_1068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468624854087456146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-R1VK3BVZI/AAAAAAAACOA/K869XJDMPOI/s320/DSC_1068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Max collected a trailer load of soil for the containers, which greeted Kieran and me in the driveway when we arrived home in the evening. Kieran got right to work planting a stawberry patch. I was inside getting dinner started when he came in and pulled me outside to show me his work. I guess we'd really been talking up the garden. Kieran planted strawberries from the flat of beautiful, ripe berries we brought home from the market. Here he is counting the strawberries he planted for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-R1CHn6kmI/AAAAAAAACN4/jVRq437_JNY/s1600/DSC_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468624526801277538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-R1CHn6kmI/AAAAAAAACN4/jVRq437_JNY/s320/DSC_1090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this. Of course this is what a little one would expect a stawberry garden to look like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-R1BcyDLZI/AAAAAAAACNw/tIVnHICOf-w/s1600/DSC_1095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468624515301059986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-R1BcyDLZI/AAAAAAAACNw/tIVnHICOf-w/s320/DSC_1095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harvest time comes a lot sooner when you plant the mature fruit! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-R1BI3Hm0I/AAAAAAAACNo/gVUS9TKe05k/s1600/DSC_1093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468624509953612610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-R1BI3Hm0I/AAAAAAAACNo/gVUS9TKe05k/s320/DSC_1093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as we were beginning to think about playing the odds and planting before that "last frost" date we were surprised by a late snowfall that brought us back to reality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-R1AVwge0I/AAAAAAAACNg/AT9onmWnUQ8/s1600/DSC_1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468624496235674434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-R1AVwge0I/AAAAAAAACNg/AT9onmWnUQ8/s320/DSC_1111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kieran couldn't have been happier. He had already harvested his strawberry crop AND he was able to give his snow shovel one last spin around the deck before summer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-R0__PoUvI/AAAAAAAACNY/cuVeBrFFUb0/s1600/DSC_1116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468624490192196338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-R0__PoUvI/AAAAAAAACNY/cuVeBrFFUb0/s320/DSC_1116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-6827465397397470665?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/6827465397397470665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=6827465397397470665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/6827465397397470665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/6827465397397470665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2010/05/spring-house-projects.html' title='Spring house projects'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-R1WoJdq1I/AAAAAAAACOY/njTZIxU9KPc/s72-c/DSC_1075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-393808221454036610</id><published>2010-05-06T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T12:07:15.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our budding outdoorsman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; has taken to spending as much time as possible outside now that the snow is gone and the temperatures are a bit friendlier. It's a challenge to get him in the house for meals, baths and bedtimes. For the most part we've let him sneak out to enjoy the evening sun at the end of the day when he should be heading upstairs. After such a long and dark winter we can empathize with his desire to make the most of every warm, sunny evening. In preparation of summer camping opportunities and spending whole nights outside we found a perfect &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;-size sleeping bag that has become a very favorite thing. This is his first few minutes of getting to know his new bag and all of its features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NI_Z7z8MI/AAAAAAAACMI/C3BiVONyBQY/s1600/DSC_0850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468294626688626882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NI_Z7z8MI/AAAAAAAACMI/C3BiVONyBQY/s320/DSC_0850.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy outdoor kiddo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NI-q2z88I/AAAAAAAACL4/-7f-o7BPmIk/s1600/DSC_0851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468294614051189698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NI-q2z88I/AAAAAAAACL4/-7f-o7BPmIk/s320/DSC_0851.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After receiving the bag &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; moved himself out of his toddler bed and onto the floor in his room where he sleeps every night in his sleeping bag. It also gets moved downstairs on chilly weekend mornings when Thomas the Tank Engine plays on PBS. We'll get the chance to try it out in a tent when we fly to meet Max out on field work near Glacier Bay later this month where we'll visit friends Janet and Sean and sleep out in their yard for a few nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NI-YBKs1I/AAAAAAAACLw/FIu7gw33AzY/s1600/DSC_0854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468294608994349906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NI-YBKs1I/AAAAAAAACLw/FIu7gw33AzY/s320/DSC_0854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the snow gone we have begun exploring the woods below the house - now one of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran's&lt;/span&gt; favorite activities. Rufus won't be left behind on these backyard expeditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NI9-wAPDI/AAAAAAAACLo/afZziu5JeuQ/s1600/DSC_1001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468294602211474482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NI9-wAPDI/AAAAAAAACLo/afZziu5JeuQ/s320/DSC_1001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some first tries at climbing trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NIo0PVVoI/AAAAAAAACLg/yPVR0nxwYT0/s1600/DSC_1006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468294238612838018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NIo0PVVoI/AAAAAAAACLg/yPVR0nxwYT0/s320/DSC_1006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little buddies. Who needs a dog with a cat like Rufus?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NIoGjgsdI/AAAAAAAACLY/HlVCKOS09-E/s1600/DSC_1014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468294226349437394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NIoGjgsdI/AAAAAAAACLY/HlVCKOS09-E/s320/DSC_1014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NIngVvo5I/AAAAAAAACLQ/0rQUtCkMjtA/s1600/DSC_1025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468294216091149202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NIngVvo5I/AAAAAAAACLQ/0rQUtCkMjtA/s320/DSC_1025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran's&lt;/span&gt; favorite features - the big hill. It has perfect steps for climbing up and jumping down again. The only downside of the big hill is an abandoned hare burrow at the top. The hole is a bit scary for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;, especially after Rufus found (and presented to us) the leg of a hare, most likely the one that was living in the burrow. How young is too young to explain that animals eat other animals? He was quiet for awhile after hearing that but luckily it hasn't quelled love of exploring the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NInCamNjI/AAAAAAAACLI/PejqLv5r1fU/s1600/DSC_1035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468294208058439218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NInCamNjI/AAAAAAAACLI/PejqLv5r1fU/s320/DSC_1035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-393808221454036610?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/393808221454036610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=393808221454036610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/393808221454036610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/393808221454036610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-budding-outdoorsman.html' title='Our budding outdoorsman'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NI_Z7z8MI/AAAAAAAACMI/C3BiVONyBQY/s72-c/DSC_0850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-1114029337422395487</id><published>2010-05-06T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T15:21:27.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few more Easter weekend moments</title><content type='html'>Max doesn't see the point of having an egg hunt without properly hidden eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NJ8fNLhyI/AAAAAAAACNQ/5k1VSHEZM04/s1600/DSC_0887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468295676075673378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NJ8fNLhyI/AAAAAAAACNQ/5k1VSHEZM04/s320/DSC_0887.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;re-hiding&lt;/span&gt; eggs almost as fast as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; was collecting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NJ4OG8g5I/AAAAAAAACNI/pezXDH13WQY/s1600/DSC_0890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468295602766644114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NJ4OG8g5I/AAAAAAAACNI/pezXDH13WQY/s320/DSC_0890.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick break in the hunting and hiding for a picture with Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NJ3nOLZBI/AAAAAAAACNA/NQQ7pdnkZHs/s1600/DSC_0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468295592327996434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NJ3nOLZBI/AAAAAAAACNA/NQQ7pdnkZHs/s320/DSC_0896.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran's&lt;/span&gt; friend Lydia shows off a purple egg and her frog costume. Gotta love toddlers and their clothing choices!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NJ3PwOAUI/AAAAAAAACM4/1LTqtTeeCXY/s1600/DSC_0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468295586028323138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NJ3PwOAUI/AAAAAAAACM4/1LTqtTeeCXY/s320/DSC_0907.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to leave the egg hunt with an empty basket and a very happy egg hunter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NJtU9gJqI/AAAAAAAACMw/xJv-g4S5b54/s1600/DSC_0927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468295415627523746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NJtU9gJqI/AAAAAAAACMw/xJv-g4S5b54/s320/DSC_0927.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mid morning we changed venues and stopped by the "Mush For Kids" event. There's always time to drive the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NJsyWAs6I/AAAAAAAACMo/XwFo8ML3zrc/s1600/DSC_0943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468295406335079330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NJsyWAs6I/AAAAAAAACMo/XwFo8ML3zrc/s320/DSC_0943.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; is a big fan of slides. The faster the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NJsBH0wmI/AAAAAAAACMg/23VZwoqRr_U/s1600/DSC_0967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468295393122239074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NJsBH0wmI/AAAAAAAACMg/23VZwoqRr_U/s320/DSC_0967.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited with the mushing dogs while we were there. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; ended up laying down and hugging this friendly guy. I put down the camera, imagining the headline: Boy mauled by sled dog while mother stands by with camera, so there are no pictures of the snuggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NJr3q-jII/AAAAAAAACMY/BlPSkWlB1r0/s1600/DSC_0969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468295390585326722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NJr3q-jII/AAAAAAAACMY/BlPSkWlB1r0/s320/DSC_0969.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that was a fun morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NJrQZ9pgI/AAAAAAAACMQ/C56Q-A_2GgE/s1600/DSC_0973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468295380044981762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NJrQZ9pgI/AAAAAAAACMQ/C56Q-A_2GgE/s320/DSC_0973.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-1114029337422395487?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/1114029337422395487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=1114029337422395487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/1114029337422395487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/1114029337422395487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2010/05/few-more-easter-moments.html' title='A few more Easter weekend moments'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S-NJ8fNLhyI/AAAAAAAACNQ/5k1VSHEZM04/s72-c/DSC_0887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-4719398884634522341</id><published>2010-04-17T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T08:14:23.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of March and Easter weekend 2010</title><content type='html'>Max skied in the "Retro Rendezvous" at Paige and Cody's.  An anything goes, 7 mile, non-motorized fun-race on their local trails.  Joined by Mette and Kieran for the outdoor pot-luck afterward.  Duff's dogs are intently observing and awaiting their own outdoor pot-luck.  Can you tell they're all related?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S8nYKFGjbgI/AAAAAAAACI8/BmU4C6QQiEk/s1600/IMG_4704_1_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S8nYKFGjbgI/AAAAAAAACI8/BmU4C6QQiEk/s320/IMG_4704_1_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461133690843393538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kieran thinks it's perfectly normal to wear striped socks on his hands.  "mitten-socks".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S8nYKjBzTgI/AAAAAAAACJE/FndAVSrGBaI/s1600/IMG_4717_2_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S8nYKjBzTgI/AAAAAAAACJE/FndAVSrGBaI/s320/IMG_4717_2_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461133698876526082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kieran with Lydia's giraffe after the annual Easter egg and candy scramble at daycare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S8nYLeaAJyI/AAAAAAAACJM/5yDuBCDsEiA/s1600/IMG_4728_3_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S8nYLeaAJyI/AAAAAAAACJM/5yDuBCDsEiA/s320/IMG_4728_3_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461133714815723298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took Kieran to another Easter egg hunt at the UAF plaza.  There were little plastic eggs everywhere and Kieran had no trouble filling his basket.  We followed him around and re-hid eggs as fast as he could find new ones.  In slightly more interesting hiding spots, I might add.&lt;br /&gt;The snow was going fast in the prior week's warm weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S8nYLkcn70I/AAAAAAAACJU/s3ouScedteg/s1600/IMG_4734_4_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S8nYLkcn70I/AAAAAAAACJU/s3ouScedteg/s320/IMG_4734_4_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461133716437331778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Kieran came down to the kitchen Easter morning to find his very own easter basket Mette had put together for him.  He loved the pig family and peanut butter cups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S8nYL4iyhGI/AAAAAAAACJc/iNOVUEXfH2E/s1600/IMG_4745_5_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S8nYL4iyhGI/AAAAAAAACJc/iNOVUEXfH2E/s320/IMG_4745_5_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461133721831900258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Easter lunch, I took Kieran to his friend Emmet's house for a big lunch, sledding and skating party.  They flooded their own hockey rink this winter and everyone sledded down the trail to it  for some fun skating.  Here is a short video clip of Kieran's first slapshot.  His interest in hockey is tenuous, especially when crowded by older and better skater, Emmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1deff5238c5bce1d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1deff5238c5bce1d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329943814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D48AD56C16B8FC2F619DDD878CA58931634BFF635.692EFD70C57FC94918D39CA22C1DABF7DC18B288%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1deff5238c5bce1d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do8fZ5qLk1Lvp1dab4C-0zHaQjjY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1deff5238c5bce1d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329943814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D48AD56C16B8FC2F619DDD878CA58931634BFF635.692EFD70C57FC94918D39CA22C1DABF7DC18B288%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1deff5238c5bce1d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do8fZ5qLk1Lvp1dab4C-0zHaQjjY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-4719398884634522341?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/4719398884634522341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=4719398884634522341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4719398884634522341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4719398884634522341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2010/04/end-of-march-and-easter-weekend-2010.html' title='End of March and Easter weekend 2010'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S8nYKFGjbgI/AAAAAAAACI8/BmU4C6QQiEk/s72-c/IMG_4704_1_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-1474542859898604497</id><published>2010-03-16T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T04:17:51.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring skiing on the home slopes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; has been having loads of fun in the driveway with his new downhill skis. I think he's been been bitten by the bug - no turning back now. Max is enormously pleased and proud beyond words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449390098790346018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S6AfbDjt7SI/AAAAAAAACIk/SXkbt_LCiX0/s320/IMG_6400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom is pretty proud too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449390110190579746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S6AfbuBvsCI/AAAAAAAACIs/kauuPpxh-Y0/s320/IMG_6413.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a little footage from the slopes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d2a488ce69483d04" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2a488ce69483d04%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329943814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D662A48CB89A90EB3F958B08538BCB70F6B9A22F5.1A577085CFCA3901349E05C019F149F561267078%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2a488ce69483d04%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5UKx03XFTP4VH88myc4e7fk_Hm4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2a488ce69483d04%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329943814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D662A48CB89A90EB3F958B08538BCB70F6B9A22F5.1A577085CFCA3901349E05C019F149F561267078%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2a488ce69483d04%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5UKx03XFTP4VH88myc4e7fk_Hm4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-1474542859898604497?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/1474542859898604497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=1474542859898604497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/1474542859898604497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/1474542859898604497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-skiing-on-home-slopes.html' title='Spring skiing on the home slopes'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S6AfbDjt7SI/AAAAAAAACIk/SXkbt_LCiX0/s72-c/IMG_6400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-86742424229922665</id><published>2010-03-16T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T03:55:01.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 World Ice Carving Championships</title><content type='html'>Over the last two weeks we have been visiting the site of the world ice carving championships, held each year here in Fairbanks. People from all over the world come here for our spectacularly clear lake ice. The carvings pretty &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;spectacular&lt;/span&gt; two, but this year we've been spending most of our time in the "kid's park" and less time walking along the paths leading the the competitive artwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_5Y36byEI/AAAAAAAACIc/G1r3dmVmZ1c/s1600-h/IMG_4524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449348279862806594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_5Y36byEI/AAAAAAAACIc/G1r3dmVmZ1c/s320/IMG_4524.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is more our speed this year. A happy turtle greets the families looking for the ice slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_5Yf8yj2I/AAAAAAAACIU/_0TZKlH3nEQ/s1600-h/DSC_0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449348273430237026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_5Yf8yj2I/AAAAAAAACIU/_0TZKlH3nEQ/s320/DSC_0766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We met &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chayce&lt;/span&gt; there for an evening of playing. Here he is with Kieran making their way through an ice tunnel. There are nice holes along the tunnel to peek through, but they are most useful for tickling little tunnel goers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_3_vJDkwI/AAAAAAAACIE/mJiQF3Fim8E/s1600-h/Tunnel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449346748499858178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_3_vJDkwI/AAAAAAAACIE/mJiQF3Fim8E/s320/Tunnel.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; in the igloo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_3_DiClQI/AAAAAAAACH8/2kULhhE9kp0/s1600-h/KieranIgloo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449346736793490690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_3_DiClQI/AAAAAAAACH8/2kULhhE9kp0/s320/KieranIgloo.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And out of the igloo...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;weeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;. We need to thank Grandpa and Grandma Lee for Kieran's terrific new winter down jacket. He loves it and calls it his "Green". We don't leave home without it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449348259582105906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_5XsXI2TI/AAAAAAAACIM/1zG9qb-xiZg/s320/IMG_4522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ice park is greatly funded by corporate donors. Do you recognize Ronald McDonald in the background? Not wanting to encourage brand name recognition, we call this the Albert Einstein slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_3-_mkkzI/AAAAAAAACH0/I5-s4RtDyXo/s1600-h/McSlide.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449346735738753842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_3-_mkkzI/AAAAAAAACH0/I5-s4RtDyXo/s320/McSlide.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We do a lot of chasing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; through the ice maze. He laughs so hard he can barely run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_3-DC4rRI/AAAAAAAACHs/eWZ6n8eEhrg/s1600-h/IceMaze.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449346719482948882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_3-DC4rRI/AAAAAAAACHs/eWZ6n8eEhrg/s320/IceMaze.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the BIG slides! Lots of people even bring sleds to slide on, making it more of a bobsled run than a slide. We stuck to our snow pants for sliding. On Kieran's first solo run Max sort of dropped &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; into one of the shutes and let him go. We watched as he bumped from wall to wall, all the way down on his belly. I was sure when he reached the bottom he'd look up at us crying with a "Why did you do THAT?" look on his face. Instead he jumped up an ran as fast as he could back to the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_39nouYII/AAAAAAAACHk/9PcYfQyZoOM/s1600-h/BigSlides.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449346712125464706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_39nouYII/AAAAAAAACHk/9PcYfQyZoOM/s320/BigSlides.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Up and ready for another run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_3l27mjkI/AAAAAAAACHc/XGE2zzG1hqU/s1600-h/KieranBigSlide.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449346303914315330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_3l27mjkI/AAAAAAAACHc/XGE2zzG1hqU/s320/KieranBigSlide.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chayce&lt;/span&gt; was less enthusiastic, but didn't let &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; get in more runs than he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_3laLGciI/AAAAAAAACHU/eC5ZrpsFtlk/s1600-h/ChayceBigSlide.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449346296194691618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_3laLGciI/AAAAAAAACHU/eC5ZrpsFtlk/s320/ChayceBigSlide.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the big slide we took a tour of the competitive sculptures on the "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Choo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;choo&lt;/span&gt;". It's the first year for the free passenger service. It was a big hit with the boys, as you might imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_3kx5BdsI/AAAAAAAACHM/9peDGJBB0Ao/s1600-h/Choochoo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449346285381449410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_3kx5BdsI/AAAAAAAACHM/9peDGJBB0Ao/s320/Choochoo.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another of the sculptures on the tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_3kYCZPWI/AAAAAAAACHE/WQsUMyZcVF8/s1600-h/ReefShark.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449346278441434466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_3kYCZPWI/AAAAAAAACHE/WQsUMyZcVF8/s320/ReefShark.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how we ended our evening with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chayce&lt;/span&gt;. What a fun night! We'll visit a few more times before warmer temperatures clear the ice, readying the park for summer when it transforms into an RV park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_3j_pvh0I/AAAAAAAACG8/ML39kSVZYps/s1600-h/Buddies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449346271895586626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_3j_pvh0I/AAAAAAAACG8/ML39kSVZYps/s320/Buddies.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-86742424229922665?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/86742424229922665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=86742424229922665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/86742424229922665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/86742424229922665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2010/03/2010-world-ice-carving-championships.html' title='2010 World Ice Carving Championships'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5_5Y36byEI/AAAAAAAACIc/G1r3dmVmZ1c/s72-c/IMG_4524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-3158034329949154824</id><published>2010-03-10T11:37:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T11:49:02.091-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday Grandpa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f776e949e2354bf4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df776e949e2354bf4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329943814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D47968E936EA55A4201A04655C9794A2DDD68A71A.7DF5AD4242DA214B5F1B5F512ECD7A71253AA3EF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df776e949e2354bf4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRdpRf6dHzX9owLKz6_ns4iUeXZM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df776e949e2354bf4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329943814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D47968E936EA55A4201A04655C9794A2DDD68A71A.7DF5AD4242DA214B5F1B5F512ECD7A71253AA3EF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df776e949e2354bf4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRdpRf6dHzX9owLKz6_ns4iUeXZM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-3158034329949154824?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/3158034329949154824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=3158034329949154824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/3158034329949154824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/3158034329949154824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-grandpa.html' title='Happy birthday Grandpa!'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-8105037313441277448</id><published>2010-03-07T13:27:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T16:06:20.919-09:00</updated><title type='text'>A new year for Kieran</title><content type='html'>Kieran rang in the new year with his best buddies, birthday cake and plenty of balloon dancing. We invited all of Kieran's closest friends and some of our own and partied like animals...until about 8pm. Here are a few of the highlights. Lola always seems to find her way onto the back of Kieran's bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5QrX40iUDI/AAAAAAAACGM/ldyY3SlMktk/s1600-h/IMG_0840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446025538787495986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5QrX40iUDI/AAAAAAAACGM/ldyY3SlMktk/s320/IMG_0840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a brief "warm up" period and a little snacking it was time to party. There were several dance sessions, each one more enthusiastic than the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5QqTzXtGTI/AAAAAAAACFs/9OdJVmhjgZE/s1600-h/IMG_0847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446024369093286194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5QqTzXtGTI/AAAAAAAACFs/9OdJVmhjgZE/s320/IMG_0847.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These kids know how to boogie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5QqTlB3V8I/AAAAAAAACFk/Jg_ogIXUAwE/s1600-h/IMG_0850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446024365243586498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5QqTlB3V8I/AAAAAAAACFk/Jg_ogIXUAwE/s320/IMG_0850.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture says it all...Kieran likes nothing more than a good party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5QqS81SpYI/AAAAAAAACFc/Oys_KqKxeD8/s1600-h/IMG_0862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446024354453431682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5QqS81SpYI/AAAAAAAACFc/Oys_KqKxeD8/s320/IMG_0862.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone settled down for a few minutes to sing happy birthday. I think there was a lot of anticipation leading up to this moment. Kieran was speachless when we turned off the lights and he saw his cake with the lit candles coming toward him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446023767573869314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5QpwyiTMwI/AAAAAAAACFM/xhQrhq4MoOc/s320/Kieran_Candles1edited+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has been practicing blowing out candles at friends' birthday parties, always taking over when the birthday boy or girl doesn't know what to do. This was a pretty big moment for him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5QqSfSfTaI/AAAAAAAACFU/5BU8CRJoBS8/s1600-h/Kieran_Candles_BlowEdited+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446024346522832290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5QqSfSfTaI/AAAAAAAACFU/5BU8CRJoBS8/s320/Kieran_Candles_BlowEdited+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then it was time for opening presents, of course. All the kids wanted a piece of this Play Doh play table set from Rachel. It has been very popular in our house ever since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5QpwbKdXUI/AAAAAAAACFE/9D-nrY1gfK4/s1600-h/IMG_0876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446023761299856706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5QpwbKdXUI/AAAAAAAACFE/9D-nrY1gfK4/s320/IMG_0876.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a surprise to both Kieran and me...Max secretly picked up a pair of down hill skis at a ski swap earlier in the winter. Kieran has since decided that down hill skiing is way more fun than cross country and he can ski down the driveway by himself pretty confidently now, as long has he has a "catcher" at the bottom waiting for him. Next year we'll have to teach him how to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446023755022465922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5QpwDxz-4I/AAAAAAAACE8/Sa9sLSxEprk/s320/IMG_0901.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After presents it was time to bring out the Elmo pinata - hand made by Auntie Rachel. Everyone got a turn...whack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5QpvfVLWuI/AAAAAAAACE0/K95_jImrtDE/s1600-h/IMG_0903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446023745238686434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5QpvfVLWuI/AAAAAAAACE0/K95_jImrtDE/s320/IMG_0903.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes Kieran's buddy Chayce. Whack whack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5QpuwCzfhI/AAAAAAAACEs/djIu5nwtCNY/s1600-h/IMG_0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446023732545158674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5QpuwCzfhI/AAAAAAAACEs/djIu5nwtCNY/s320/IMG_0907.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5Qo9KLnSJI/AAAAAAAACEk/lYTfcxjEA3Q/s1600-h/IMG_0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446022880567969938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5Qo9KLnSJI/AAAAAAAACEk/lYTfcxjEA3Q/s320/IMG_0921.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was time for more dancing...hop hop hippity hop hop a hippity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 331px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446024679119255298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5Qql2Tp9wI/AAAAAAAACF8/1eIpHgonQAg/s320/IMG_4433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, CRASH! You know it's been a good party when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5Qo84J2ghI/AAAAAAAACEc/qndca_zBP34/s1600-h/IMG_4441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446022875728740882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5Qo84J2ghI/AAAAAAAACEc/qndca_zBP34/s320/IMG_4441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Max kicked all the guests out of the house at 7:50 we hurried over to campus to watch the fireworks from the roof of our office building. You can see we weren't alone. It was a cold night but a good show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5Qo8nahKvI/AAAAAAAACEU/fiq47eQQ9sQ/s1600-h/DSC_0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446022871235242738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5Qo8nahKvI/AAAAAAAACEU/fiq47eQQ9sQ/s320/DSC_0068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the view south towards town. Traffic was stopped on every road in the picture for the duration of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5Qo8Kf3DrI/AAAAAAAACEM/8Vc_6Koo3p0/s1600-h/DSC_0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446022863473020594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5Qo8Kf3DrI/AAAAAAAACEM/8Vc_6Koo3p0/s320/DSC_0074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kieran and Auntie Rachel, post fireworks and just about ready for bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446022854460461522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5Qo7o7GUdI/AAAAAAAACEE/vojT-Oy3IMs/s320/KandAuntieRach.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5Qo7o7GUdI/AAAAAAAACEE/vojT-Oy3IMs/s1600-h/KandAuntieRach.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One last dance...happy birthday Kieran!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7566ca7bf47a961f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7566ca7bf47a961f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329943814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6338C77F4958D5960B5DDEB9295AA355EE0D49D.21F268E3C3EAFA625F69FDC7A3693BABE283F81%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7566ca7bf47a961f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dhf6C8PE35u2Tc8DSvDXvPT-zJ-E&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7566ca7bf47a961f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329943814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6338C77F4958D5960B5DDEB9295AA355EE0D49D.21F268E3C3EAFA625F69FDC7A3693BABE283F81%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7566ca7bf47a961f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dhf6C8PE35u2Tc8DSvDXvPT-zJ-E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-8105037313441277448?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/8105037313441277448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=8105037313441277448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/8105037313441277448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/8105037313441277448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-year-for-kieran.html' title='A new year for Kieran'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S5QrX40iUDI/AAAAAAAACGM/ldyY3SlMktk/s72-c/IMG_0840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-4288320832442956114</id><published>2010-03-03T14:47:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T14:33:35.803-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>Hm, what month is it now? Is anyone still checking this thing for updates? It's been a busy few months since Christmas - too busy to find time to sit down and blog, apparently, but the longer days and warmer temperatures are putting the pressure on us to purge some of the winter pictures and get ready for outdoor updates again. I'll also be thrilled to cross this off my to-do list! Here is our holiday season in a nutshell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; was very pleased to decorate his first batches of Christmas cookies this year. He was even more pleased to eat them, along with the many cookies that found their way to our house from friends and neighbors. I think it's safe to say that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; found his sweet tooth this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S47443-3waI/AAAAAAAACD8/C1PqmiJbqVE/s1600-h/DSC_0702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444562655521522082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S47443-3waI/AAAAAAAACD8/C1PqmiJbqVE/s320/DSC_0702.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime around Christmas we visited the Large Animal Research Station just down the road from our house. They do a holiday open house each year but this is the first time we've taken advantage of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S4744ZXGjHI/AAAAAAAACD0/qWTIzASt1H8/s1600-h/IMG_4291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444562647301655666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S4744ZXGjHI/AAAAAAAACD0/qWTIzASt1H8/s320/IMG_4291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got a close-up look at the muskox at the farm. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; was super excited when the caretaker came up with a bucket of grain which he shook to get the animals to come in closer. They came in closer in a hurry - if you've never seen a muskox run you should really put that on your life list. After all the grain was on the ground the caretaker came back out and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; ran over to the shed where the grain came from, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;gesturing&lt;/span&gt; wildly to the caretaker that the muskox were obviously still hungry and he would be happy to get them more food. Sadly, the caretaker just chuckled and walked back to the heated buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S47432wBJqI/AAAAAAAACDs/b3A9mM0XwiI/s1600-h/IMG_4292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444562638010918562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S47432wBJqI/AAAAAAAACDs/b3A9mM0XwiI/s320/IMG_4292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; watching the caretaker walk away. You can see the concern in his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S4743TPG1TI/AAAAAAAACDk/kK6SA03tDaY/s1600-h/IMG_4294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444562628477637938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S4743TPG1TI/AAAAAAAACDk/kK6SA03tDaY/s320/IMG_4294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also got a nice look at the reindeer. As we were walking around one of the volunteers mentioned that they have to go through training to work at the farm during tourist season. Part of their training is learning to respond respectfully to tourists' questions about the animals, one of the most popular being, "Do the reindeer and muskox interbreed?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S474Zp1FZMI/AAAAAAAACDc/6PCu7eXNnDk/s1600-h/DSC_0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444562119146431682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S474Zp1FZMI/AAAAAAAACDc/6PCu7eXNnDk/s320/DSC_0575.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a couple of chances to see fireworks around the holidays. Downtown Fairbanks puts on a nice celebration on the winter solstice; an important day up here, as you might imagine. We ran into Dana, our very special daycare...now I never know what to call her. Provider? Lady? Person? She's more like a member of the family that lives across town and takes care of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; while we are at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S474ZGkO_EI/AAAAAAAACDU/h9N3GA0xXi0/s1600-h/DSC_0601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444562109680516162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S474ZGkO_EI/AAAAAAAACDU/h9N3GA0xXi0/s320/DSC_0601.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Merry Solstice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S474Yp8oFqI/AAAAAAAACDM/wvF-YvRfTrk/s1600-h/DSC_0603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444562101998196386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S474Yp8oFqI/AAAAAAAACDM/wvF-YvRfTrk/s320/DSC_0603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let's see, at some point we went to Valdez, though now I can't remember if it was before or after Christmas. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; met his new friends Fisher and Kinsey for the first time. They were instant friends, literally. We walked in the door after our 8 hour drive and before I had my boots off &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; was walking through the house holding Fisher's hand, Kinsey on the other side, chatting about things toddlers chat about like they had known each other for years. It continued on like that for the rest of our stay. Here &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; surveys one of the entrances to their snow cave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S474YIvFTjI/AAAAAAAACDE/_y3e2qksSu8/s1600-h/DSC_0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444562093083020850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S474YIvFTjI/AAAAAAAACDE/_y3e2qksSu8/s320/DSC_0739.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It didn't take him long to dive right in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S474Xl3XkhI/AAAAAAAACC8/BYgTtqvbFJk/s1600-h/DSC_0726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444562083722531346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S474Xl3XkhI/AAAAAAAACC8/BYgTtqvbFJk/s320/DSC_0726.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back at home on Christmas morning, the cats opened their stocking first thing so our day started with some good old fashioned cat fishing. Look at that technique! Nice form maestro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S473fk3i3pI/AAAAAAAACCc/eLbYUpA09UI/s1600-h/DSC_0651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444561121382162066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S473fk3i3pI/AAAAAAAACCc/eLbYUpA09UI/s320/DSC_0651.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Got one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S473eX8fD_I/AAAAAAAACCU/CuoFRnsxwTY/s1600-h/DSC_0657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444561100733353970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S473eX8fD_I/AAAAAAAACCU/CuoFRnsxwTY/s320/DSC_0657.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then there was breakfast to make. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; got right to work in his new kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S472g4p55vI/AAAAAAAACCE/5iFKnHZSxds/s1600-h/IMG_4358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444560044361901810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S472g4p55vI/AAAAAAAACCE/5iFKnHZSxds/s320/IMG_4358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran's&lt;/span&gt; reaction to his new friend. His very own sled dog from Auntie Helen! It took us (parents) a few weeks to get used to the dog. It was particularly startling when we walked in Christmas night after a long drive and it was waiting for us around the corner in the dimly-lit living room. We've gotten used to it but the cats are still wary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444559221201952386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S471w-JR3oI/AAAAAAAACBk/2VGWo9BMWRg/s320/IMG_4368.JPG" /&gt; Our little ham modeling my beautiful new sweater from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bushka&lt;/span&gt;. We both love it, thanks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bushka&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444559206601163938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S471wHwLhKI/AAAAAAAACBc/aNxJNONvq5g/s320/IMG_4375.JPG" /&gt;Here's another gift from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bushka&lt;/span&gt; and Grandaddy...an instant hit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S471xeLEkkI/AAAAAAAACBs/YBdqX6lfs5o/s1600-h/DSC_0673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444559229799404098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S471xeLEkkI/AAAAAAAACBs/YBdqX6lfs5o/s320/DSC_0673.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lap 128...now that's a happy kiddo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444559230981301794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S471xik25iI/AAAAAAAACB0/iEozVXQf-EI/s320/DSC_0685.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished off Christmas day in Delta Junction with the Masons and friends. They are getting close to finishing a new addition to the house and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; was happy to help, even on a holiday. Here he is "fixing" the firewood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S473gktJSOI/AAAAAAAACCs/gu7IbcqAQq8/s1600-h/DSC_0697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444561138518411490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S473gktJSOI/AAAAAAAACCs/gu7IbcqAQq8/s320/DSC_0697.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The carpet also needed some fixing. We had a great Christmas. We hope you did too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S473f2DN34I/AAAAAAAACCk/p4rrTLwZXFM/s1600-h/DSC_0692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444561125994520450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S473f2DN34I/AAAAAAAACCk/p4rrTLwZXFM/s320/DSC_0692.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-4288320832442956114?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/4288320832442956114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=4288320832442956114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4288320832442956114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4288320832442956114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2010/03/hm-what-month-is-it-now-march-seems.html' title='Christmas 2009'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/S47443-3waI/AAAAAAAACD8/C1PqmiJbqVE/s72-c/DSC_0702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-4191935421747974052</id><published>2009-12-18T12:05:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T14:51:31.302-09:00</updated><title type='text'>'Twas the month before Christmas and all through the house...</title><content type='html'>Life has returned to normal around here since returning from the Arctic. We have taken advantage of the mild winter temperatures so far this winter and spent much of the last month enjoying some fresh snow, sledding, and an outdoor party or two. With a forecast for more of the same mild temps through Christmas and a substantial dump of fresh snow in the last 48 hours we are looking forward to the holiday break ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Kieran is nearly two Max thought it was high time for him to work on his ski technique. This was his first go on the skis we found for him last year and he was excited to try them out. Looking good so far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SyvxDrSmWQI/AAAAAAAACBM/QiMVN7c4fCM/s1600-h/DSC_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416688022305790210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SyvxDrSmWQI/AAAAAAAACBM/QiMVN7c4fCM/s320/DSC_0217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Weeeeee!!! He did great for the 15 minutes that he tolerated them on his feet. It was a good introduction to the sport - short and sweet. In the week following this outing Max tried too often to get him back into the bindings and Kieran seemed to protest louder with each of Max's promptings. After throwing his arms up in frustration and accepting the fact that Kieran was surely destined to become a snow boarder, or worse...a snow machiner(!!) he stopped pushing the skis. Surprise, surprise...in the last two weeks Kieran has taken to pretending to ski inside, complete with "Shwoosh, shwoosh, shwoosh" sounds and polling arm motions and quietly slipping his pajama footed feet into the bindings in the front hallway. It's that old saying, the more you push kids to do something, the more they resist. Needles to say, Max is delighted with Kieran's self-motivated interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Syvw7xzW7gI/AAAAAAAACBE/MBRJLw8qkxo/s1600-h/DSC_0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416687886614851074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Syvw7xzW7gI/AAAAAAAACBE/MBRJLw8qkxo/s320/DSC_0223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After his short ski lesson Kieran turned his attention to something he knows he loves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Syvw7n9xsgI/AAAAAAAACA8/gJRTEdcdNbc/s1600-h/DSC_0230edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416687883974193666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Syvw7n9xsgI/AAAAAAAACA8/gJRTEdcdNbc/s320/DSC_0230edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a nice snow storm before Thanksgiving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Syvw7QwJeSI/AAAAAAAACA0/yA08osLQWbU/s1600-h/DSC_0259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416687877743016226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Syvw7QwJeSI/AAAAAAAACA0/yA08osLQWbU/s320/DSC_0259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rufus likes to play in fresh snow too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Syvw7IKwVuI/AAAAAAAACAs/PKlkS60dpG4/s1600-h/DSC_0253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416687875438696162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Syvw7IKwVuI/AAAAAAAACAs/PKlkS60dpG4/s320/DSC_0253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is still Kieran's cat buddy, rarely very far from his side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Syvw6uXfbwI/AAAAAAAACAk/fBtQuqaEJyE/s1600-h/DSC_0251cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416687868512792322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Syvw6uXfbwI/AAAAAAAACAk/fBtQuqaEJyE/s320/DSC_0251cropped.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, fresh snow means shovelling, and lots of it! This is what happens when we leave the house for daycare, or return from daycare, or go outside for a walk...Kieran's favorite activity is definitely shovelling, or at least it's a close second behind vacuuming. I hope he likes doing his chores this much when he's older!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Syvv-DJN00I/AAAAAAAACAc/lmkACDYPNS8/s1600-h/DSC_0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416686826118042434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Syvv-DJN00I/AAAAAAAACAc/lmkACDYPNS8/s320/DSC_0238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More shovelling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Syvv9k-6aXI/AAAAAAAACAU/x_17p-hzptk/s1600-h/DSC_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416686818021763442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Syvv9k-6aXI/AAAAAAAACAU/x_17p-hzptk/s320/DSC_0242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And more shovelling. Anytime we get fresh snow overnight I have to let Kieran outside at least 10 minutes early so he can get his shovel fix in before I load him into the car. As you can see, he's moved on from his little red "play" shovel. Shovelling is serious business and requires serious tools.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Syvv9M0dtfI/AAAAAAAACAM/YCpVD52NieU/s1600-h/DSC_0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416686811535488498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Syvv9M0dtfI/AAAAAAAACAM/YCpVD52NieU/s320/DSC_0244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He has been enjoying his fruit and vegetable cutting sets. He appreciates a good cutting surface - a giant butcher block is ideal. I tried to catch him while we was preparing his "salad" but it was already in the bowl by the time I had the camera ready. He uses the wooden knife (aka "Ouch") that came with the set for everything from opening boxes to cutting his own grapes for his snack. It's very useful and he keeps it at the ready. Grandma started him on the cutting fruits while she was visiting. Thanks to Emily for adding the cutting vegetables! It was the perfect present at the perfect time. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416686800778314578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Syvv8kvwQ1I/AAAAAAAACAE/o_v4SKvacC4/s320/DSC_0266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kieran's legs have been doing some growing in the last few months and he can finally reach into the sink! He spends a lot of time like this "washing" dishes while I cook dinner. The dishes don't get very clean but dinner gets made and Kieran feels very useful by the time we sit down to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416704472339581170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SywABMcSCPI/AAAAAAAACBU/uvc-Kdz4VEk/s320/DSC_0301.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend we took a walk down through the woods to the base of our property to find this year's Christmas tree. Max took this picture after Kieran had already pointed out lots of perfectly suitable trees that we ultimately rejected. I think at this point he was a little frustrated. We eventually found a nice tree and Daddy carried all the way back up to the house over his head. Kieran thought that was pretty fun to watch and was very chatty and cheerful on the way back home, rejected trees forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Syvv8Qo1fRI/AAAAAAAAB_8/hL3Kd3b4-7E/s1600-h/IMG_4222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416686795380587794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Syvv8Qo1fRI/AAAAAAAAB_8/hL3Kd3b4-7E/s320/IMG_4222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tall tree, tired daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SyvvVwE-2tI/AAAAAAAAB_0/xFbKWGTOMeE/s1600-h/DSC_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416686133805243090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SyvvVwE-2tI/AAAAAAAAB_0/xFbKWGTOMeE/s320/DSC_0314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kieran stepped right into his roll as project manager for tree decorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SyvvVe8CwZI/AAAAAAAAB_s/20AfzxdV_4w/s1600-h/DSC_0320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416686129204347282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SyvvVe8CwZI/AAAAAAAAB_s/20AfzxdV_4w/s320/DSC_0320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After hanging all the ornaments Kieran waited patiently for daddy to return with the star for the top of the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SyvvVGZqBGI/AAAAAAAAB_k/EJtvpDOq5EQ/s1600-h/DSC_0333FirstEdit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416686122617668706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SyvvVGZqBGI/AAAAAAAAB_k/EJtvpDOq5EQ/s320/DSC_0333FirstEdit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally the finishing touch! Kieran must be part of every project. He's a great helper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416686113459132626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SyvvUkSF2NI/AAAAAAAAB_c/UNFT0je1SB0/s320/DSC_0341Edited.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Bring on the holidays...we're ready!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416686106242025954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SyvvUJZZieI/AAAAAAAAB_U/poM__tSOpUI/s320/IMG_4229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-4191935421747974052?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/4191935421747974052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=4191935421747974052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4191935421747974052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4191935421747974052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2009/12/twas-month-before-christmas-and-all.html' title='&apos;Twas the month before Christmas and all through the house...'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SyvxDrSmWQI/AAAAAAAACBM/QiMVN7c4fCM/s72-c/DSC_0217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-8926037738345348381</id><published>2009-11-15T08:26:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:13:52.915-09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coast guard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polar bears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arctic'/><title type='text'>Mommy's BIG Arctic adventure</title><content type='html'>A little more than two years ago, after much foot dragging and commitment dodging (and a bit of what I'm pretty sure qualifies as begging) I agreed to participate in a month-long research cruise in the Arctic. It had a lot going for it...a polar bear recapture study, an ice diving component, and very few other research groups on board to haggle over station time. As cruise time approached that original month expanded to 5 1/2 weeks and I began thinking of ways I might be able to get out of it. By cruise time I had managed to resist the urge to check myself into the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt;, break a limb, or otherwise come up with an airtight excuse to stay home. I can't say the time flew by while on the ship but I will admit that in hind sight it may have been a worthwhile adventure to be a part of, and it will be a story to tell &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; for years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near the end of September we assembled in Barrow and waited overnight for the USCGC Polar Sea to show up on the horizon. I have a picture of myself in front of this sign in 2002, taken during my first visit to Barrow. Good ole' Barrow. I hadn't been back since Spring 2007 when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; was still a secret and I was heading into the height of morning sickness. I'm not sure I felt any better on this visit knowing I wouldn't see &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; again for more than a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwHWe7nXWyI/AAAAAAAAB-U/bRD93A3dLrQ/s1600/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404836854708525858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwHWe7nXWyI/AAAAAAAAB-U/bRD93A3dLrQ/s320/DSC_0059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barrow doesn't have a dock - deep water or otherwise - so we were transported to the ship via helicopter from Barrow's search and rescue building at the airport. Notice the high-tech refueling operation going on here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwHWetWFrcI/AAAAAAAAB-M/wjQSPJqvEK8/s1600/DSC_0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404836850877967810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwHWetWFrcI/AAAAAAAAB-M/wjQSPJqvEK8/s320/DSC_0247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Final preparation for the 1 minute flight to the ship. There was another group on the ship that needed offloading as we were being flown out for our cruise. The whole operation took most of the day. It was a good time to introduce ourselves to our cruise mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404836843460879778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwHWeRtt5aI/AAAAAAAAB-E/evLrsdNBS0w/s320/DSC_0235.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;During lunch one day I sat with Bill, the helo pilot that flew me on to the ship, for the first time. During our meal we discovered that for part of the year he flies Max around the Aleutians...it's a small world up here. When I mentioned Max's name Bill chuckled and said, "So you're the wife who always told Max not to fly in marginal conditions!" And I told him that Max would always reassure me that he had a great pilot that wasn't interested in taking chances. It's moments like these that make living in Alaska feel so special. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwOnKEReZfI/AAAAAAAAB_M/4W2bBwL9ysw/s1600/P1100974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405347769162294770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwOnKEReZfI/AAAAAAAAB_M/4W2bBwL9ysw/s320/P1100974.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was my first look at the Polar Sea. This is also one of the only pictures I took of the ship. Now that I'm home I wonder why I didn't take pictures of the lab space, the galley, my stateroom(!!) with the incredibly cramped bunk space...the only thing I can come up with is that it was all too close...literally. Particularly the bunk space. I don't think any of us actually took pictures, though there was plenty of talk about documenting the uncomfortable little spaces we slept in while on board. I think deep down none of us wanted to revisit those rooms through photographs after we returned to real life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404836838965990402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwHWeA-DVAI/AAAAAAAAB98/SpcgJb4cCbM/s320/DSC_0257.JPG" /&gt; Here's one of the helicopters on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;helo&lt;/span&gt; deck. The refueling operation on the ship was pretty slick compared to the one in Barrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404510843415854658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCt-k6MfkI/AAAAAAAAB78/6kv-zJbXvM8/s320/DSC_0253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a welcome meeting after dinner the first night. It's both meant to set the tone of the cruise and to introduce safety procedures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404836837756687474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwHWd8du1HI/AAAAAAAAB90/eQKKyogD5tI/s320/DSC_0096.JPG" /&gt; The bridge is long on windows and short on chairs. The only place to sit is the captain's chair and he doesn't share. We spent lots of hours up here watching ice go by, planning station deployments, waiting to hear from the helicopters as they chased down bears, or just generally passing the time watching the scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404840985549826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwHaPYMrafI/AAAAAAAAB-k/GDjPdk11sXc/s320/PSEA0902-HC+(34).JPG" /&gt; Here's a view of both the ship's main stack and some broken thin floes. The ice provided an ever-changing view and back drop for sightseeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404510864356392002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCt_y6zvEI/AAAAAAAAB8U/87sbQjRoZjs/s320/DSC_0490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another view from the starboard side with pancake ice in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCuAe4ZytI/AAAAAAAAB8c/2hfS7F3nAuQ/s1600/DSC_0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404510876157463250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCuAe4ZytI/AAAAAAAAB8c/2hfS7F3nAuQ/s320/DSC_0468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A more expansive view of pancake ice. This is an early stage of forming sea ice and must be one of the most photogenic stages. I never got tired of looking at it as the ship cruised along toward the next target bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404845745399999138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwHekcBZKqI/AAAAAAAAB-s/PiRiuzl4Ty4/s320/Pancake_091002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My job on the cruise was to sample ice along the way, whenever the ship stopped long enough to let the polar bear team look for and process their bears. Once the ship stopped and was somewhat securely lodged in the ice we were lowered off the ship by crane on this platform. The bear guards always got the first ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404845756625245874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwHelF1s1rI/AAAAAAAAB-8/y8lvv2iGybM/s320/P1100558.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the "Coring team" in action. To the coast guard we were the less interesting and less exciting cousins of the "Dive team", though we were all part of the same project. I think part of the problem was that the dive team wore dive suits and we were required to wear the very same outfit that the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;coasties&lt;/span&gt; were required to wear whenever they went out on the ice - boring. Oh, and the other part of the problem was that anyone diving under sea ice in the Arctic is pretty dang cool - and we weren't them. We were okay with our lower status &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; I think our big drill eventually earned us some respect among the 18 year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; on board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 236px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404481826169783858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCTljPnhjI/AAAAAAAAB7U/SUb9EaBElsI/s320/Coring.JPG" /&gt; Measuring ice temperature. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;procedure&lt;/span&gt; is slightly different for taking an ice core's temperature and taking the temperature of a toddler. Good thing because I'm pretty sure &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt; wouldn't hold still for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCPSKqewjI/AAAAAAAAB60/-sudLb0zzpo/s1600/100_1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404477095107543602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCPSKqewjI/AAAAAAAAB60/-sudLb0zzpo/s320/100_1304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no shortage of documentation of this cruise. We had three &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;videographer&lt;/span&gt;/photographers on board and when they weren't able to film/shoot polar bear recaptures (which turned out to be often) they were happy to get off the ship and document what the rest of the scientists were up to...even the boring coring team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCTPGL-6VI/AAAAAAAAB7M/IC3LcwmVmU0/s1600/DSC_0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404481440412789074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCTPGL-6VI/AAAAAAAAB7M/IC3LcwmVmU0/s320/DSC_0390.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's photographer Dan Cox using strobe lights to try to make an ice core look exciting in still photos...with limited success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCPR8LK3WI/AAAAAAAAB6s/VeGbmjnkoto/s1600/P1120005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404477091218120034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCPR8LK3WI/AAAAAAAAB6s/VeGbmjnkoto/s320/P1120005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We spent a fair amount of time waiting for our experiments in the ice and on the dive team while they finished their underwater work. This was one of the more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dramatic&lt;/span&gt; dive sites - directly in front of the bow of the ship. The ice farther off proved too thick to cut a dive hole so the divers went in where the ship had already cleared a small patch of open water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCPRhhaWQI/AAAAAAAAB6k/OftH0K8SMxU/s1600/P1110520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404477084063652098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCPRhhaWQI/AAAAAAAAB6k/OftH0K8SMxU/s320/P1110520.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;typical&lt;/span&gt; dive site. See, the divers look super hard core. How can we compete with that?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCOD8mmSLI/AAAAAAAAB6c/2rqSlO6Ru0A/s1600/P1100680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404475751303366834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCOD8mmSLI/AAAAAAAAB6c/2rqSlO6Ru0A/s320/P1100680.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spooling the tending line. They all said that they were colder out of the water than they were during the dives. Yes, they are slightly crazy, but they are also some of the nicest people you can imagine. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brrr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCNa7lzIyI/AAAAAAAAB50/37JL3O6B00I/s1600-h/P1100750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404475046656942882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCNa7lzIyI/AAAAAAAAB50/37JL3O6B00I/s320/P1100750.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brrrr&lt;/span&gt;. The dive team was collecting ice samples from deeper keels of ridged ice, too deep to sample from the surface with a corer. They also collected any animals they found under the ice and did some seawater measurements and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;videography&lt;/span&gt;. These guys are pros under water - I'm amazed they can get so much done with numb, glove-covered fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCNbET06cI/AAAAAAAAB58/vIh_E8N8Cpo/s1600-h/P1120134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404475048997480898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCNbET06cI/AAAAAAAAB58/vIh_E8N8Cpo/s320/P1120134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Shawn's fancy camera in action. Very impressive. Imagine this coming toward you out of the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCNcbw2LRI/AAAAAAAAB6U/rwMG_DL38II/s1600-h/Stn+4+(11).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404475072473083154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCNcbw2LRI/AAAAAAAAB6U/rwMG_DL38II/s320/Stn+4+(11).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Arctic cod live in the crevices of ridged ice, safe from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;preditors&lt;/span&gt;. In this case, probably safe from the monster in the previous picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCNbx5emEI/AAAAAAAAB6M/aGmdtPNnJQU/s1600-h/Stn+4+(17).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404475061234997314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCNbx5emEI/AAAAAAAAB6M/aGmdtPNnJQU/s320/Stn+4+(17).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chipping off ice samples from below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCNbuq2ZHI/AAAAAAAAB6E/j-IVECtnhwY/s1600-h/Stn+16+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404475060368335986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCNbuq2ZHI/AAAAAAAAB6E/j-IVECtnhwY/s320/Stn+16+(5).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the top side of the ice we had some gorgeous days off the ship in the first weeks of the trip. This station started out as one of the most scenic. Nice moon in the sky, beautiful soft light with the sun close to the horizon at mid day, and clear views all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA9idwfUlI/AAAAAAAAB40/rVsirATWUfo/s1600-h/DSC_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404387215157449298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA9idwfUlI/AAAAAAAAB40/rVsirATWUfo/s320/DSC_0080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An ice bow - caused by ice crystals in the air - formed while we worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCH_UW4mrI/AAAAAAAAB5U/G3HFEJ15oBQ/s1600-h/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404469074710796978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCH_UW4mrI/AAAAAAAAB5U/G3HFEJ15oBQ/s320/DSC_0073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it continued to get frostier and windier as the afternoon wore on. Eventually, we noticed that the ship had been blown off its perch on the ice and was drifting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; so slowly away from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCH_v8X6VI/AAAAAAAAB5c/0pAJYhsOoLo/s1600-h/DSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404469082115795282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCH_v8X6VI/AAAAAAAAB5c/0pAJYhsOoLo/s320/DSC_0075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rather than fire up the engines and reposition the ship, the captain sent the helicopter out after us and our gear. We were airlifted the several hundred meters to the ship...a first for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA9h3tTIlI/AAAAAAAAB4s/cHs-dk6-7g4/s1600-h/P1100960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404387204943520338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA9h3tTIlI/AAAAAAAAB4s/cHs-dk6-7g4/s320/P1100960.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's diver Heloise enjoying her first Arctic &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;helidiving&lt;/span&gt; experience - perhaps the first ever attempted!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404471660682930786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCKV12r6mI/AAAAAAAAB5s/ErHRgw-T89E/s320/Polar+Sea+1089.jpg" /&gt; Mainly the helicopters were used for bear &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;reconnaissance &lt;/span&gt;and recapture. When they were on board they lived in this big hanger at the stern of the ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA9g6EaI9I/AAAAAAAAB4c/9SL1pGwijms/s1600-h/DSC_0547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404387188397450194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA9g6EaI9I/AAAAAAAAB4c/9SL1pGwijms/s320/DSC_0547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were simply put on wheels and pushed out of the hanger to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;helo&lt;/span&gt; deck and prepared for take off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA8jmWX3vI/AAAAAAAAB4U/SzvZPPLJgOc/s1600-h/DSC_0551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404386135132069618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA8jmWX3vI/AAAAAAAAB4U/SzvZPPLJgOc/s320/DSC_0551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the "darting" helicopter trying to get within range of this mom and cub. The dart gun is on the other side of the helicopter being held by the darter who is tethered and hanging half way out of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;helo&lt;/span&gt; door. Yes, this is even more exciting than the divers! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404845754559948946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwHek-JS6JI/AAAAAAAAB-0/EqBeUagoPY4/s320/bears+on+run.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the tranquilizer takes effect the team lands and starts the processing. The bears are poked and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;prodded&lt;/span&gt;, measured, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;written&lt;/span&gt; on, tagged, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;otherwise&lt;/span&gt; molested in the name of science. Even a small but sterile surgical field is created to remove temperature loggers that were implanted in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bear's&lt;/span&gt; abdomen earlier this year. I find it hard to look at the pictures (this is a rather mild one) but as a scientist I also believe that this is important research that may someday help the bears. In fact, some of the people in the picture are the very ones who are responsible for getting the polar bear listed as an endangered species. These are good scientists and they do their work with care and as responsibly as they possibly can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA7V0NQdDI/AAAAAAAAB3k/RI0hplNGeno/s1600-h/DSCN1351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404384798822134834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA7V0NQdDI/AAAAAAAAB3k/RI0hplNGeno/s320/DSCN1351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every polar bear captured in the Arctic is given a lip tatoo that will identify the bear in future captures and give opportunistic data about its whereabouts, its body condition, its breeding success if traveling with cubs...it just gives the bears (a cub in this case) a green mustache for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404386114000302882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA8iXoKsyI/AAAAAAAAB30/fz75246DEto/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pre-tatoo, this is about as cute as it gets. Alex, the bird/wildlife observer who took this photo said the bears smelled just like dogs. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404386121361733666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA8izDROCI/AAAAAAAAB4E/7crhKMKd1bo/s320/DSCN1348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404386117319649570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA8ij_j6SI/AAAAAAAAB38/VBsOR0V90Jc/s320/DSCN1344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toward the end of the cruise daylight was a concern. Here Merav Ben-David, the chief scientist on the cruise and the polar bear head PI helps finish an abdomenal surgery before sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404386128195003746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA8jMgcpWI/AAAAAAAAB4M/d7xR-0CEeNg/s320/late+afternoon+surgery.JPG" /&gt;Polar bear research games...Merav opens the valve on a bag containing polar bear breath for one of the USCG chiefs to sniff. Bear breath is collected to get data on the bear's current metabolic condition. The isotopic makeup of the breath can show whether the bear is metabolizing fats or muscle - important information about its nutritional state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404384805933760562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA7WOszQDI/AAAAAAAAB3s/o9RxB7ARlvc/s320/DSC_0240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had some close encounters with bears on the ship as well. This was a mom and two cubs - one of which was ready to challenge the ship for dominance. The little cub in the foreground charged the ship several times and ignored the prostests of its mom until she threatened to charge him. I could almost hear her saying, "If you don't get back here right now...!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404482344148325874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCUDs3U1fI/AAAAAAAAB7c/jKYpzYgzj7M/s320/P1100803.JPG" /&gt;He eventually listened, reluctantly, and continued to turn around as if to say, "I'm only leaving because I have to, NOT because I'm afraid of you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404482348152846034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCUD7yE9tI/AAAAAAAAB7k/QKoSqHkaArQ/s320/P1100808.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, after 3 days of sitting in ice waiting out a storm we were visited twice by this beautiful, healthy female. She was terribly curious about the ship and the good smells coming off of it. She looked us over for 20 minutes or so before walking away. An hour later she returned for an even closer look. She seemed in no way threatening. Just very curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA7U4k_HWI/AAAAAAAAB3M/B3lfJpmTwis/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404384782815534434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA7U4k_HWI/AAAAAAAAB3M/B3lfJpmTwis/s320/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; George, the Inupiat bear observer that joined us in Prudhoe Bay so we could legally enter Canadian waters to recapture one of the bears said to me while we while we watchd this sweet girl, "Polar bears are actually very personable if they aren't hungry." He said they often come into their camps and check things out and then walk away without bothering anyone. It probably seemed like a very small comment to George but I don't think I'll ever forget it. It was heartening to hear that the people who live closest to polar bears know them this well. My preconceived notion of guns first, ask questions later was happily shattered with George's story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404383975404848194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA6l4vRxEI/AAAAAAAAB28/x1CRdKzz7xk/s320/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404383972677291154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA6luk-jJI/AAAAAAAAB20/Mjb8L_Jb2zs/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404383963661644594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA6lM_eszI/AAAAAAAAB2s/J85R8FP8z1U/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404383956998107538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA6k0KxMZI/AAAAAAAAB2k/aQ9PKTntJRQ/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polar bears weren't the only wildlife sightings over the course of the cruise. There were days when the only wildlife around was almost more exciting than bears. We had heard of snowy owls spending time on the pack ice but we were still surprised and excited to see one, then two, and more owls near the ice, in some cases hundreds of miles away from shore. Alex took this picture of the only snowy owl seen actually sitting on the ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404483417607136786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwCVCLz2ZhI/AAAAAAAAB7s/iQPvq4PXW80/s320/DSC_0108_2_2.JPG" /&gt;Here we are, the science crew with the captain (back center) just days before returning to Barrow. It's a testiment to the comeradery of this group that we are all wearing smiles at this point - it was a challenging cruise, but in the end it was a great way to meet an extraordinary group of people while sharing our research and experiences and making connections that will last for a long time to come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404384793655818578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwA7Vg9guVI/AAAAAAAAB3c/OpVAJzkEYj8/s320/PSEA_Group.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here's a nice parting shot...I need to credit the photographers who took the majority of the images posted here. Thanks to Pam, Alex, Katie, Dan, Brenna, and Heloise for sharing your pictures. And thanks to all the scientists (that includes you photo/videographers) on board for being such terrific company during our big Arctic adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwObQ6WpTZI/AAAAAAAAB_E/prDDDILDSX8/s1600/sunset+clouds+ice.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405334692619177362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwObQ6WpTZI/AAAAAAAAB_E/prDDDILDSX8/s320/sunset+clouds+ice.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-8926037738345348381?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/8926037738345348381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=8926037738345348381' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/8926037738345348381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/8926037738345348381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='Mommy&apos;s BIG Arctic adventure'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SwHWe7nXWyI/AAAAAAAAB-U/bRD93A3dLrQ/s72-c/DSC_0059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-2625481248166121573</id><published>2009-11-11T09:27:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T12:07:22.890-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Oct 2009:  when mommy was away on her BIG trip</title><content type='html'>In October, mommy was away on a boat on the ocean. K and I held down the fort.  Rachel helped out a lot with babysitting until grandma Linda's arrival mid-month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little man helping out around the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsD-l7xXWI/AAAAAAAAB0M/aUlODwqXCW4/s1600-h/IMG_3772_1_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsD-l7xXWI/AAAAAAAAB0M/aUlODwqXCW4/s320/IMG_3772_1_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402916551830625634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a video of K playing in the snow which fell at the end of September, but subsequently melted.  First sledding of the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-723c8056793770ea" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D723c8056793770ea%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329943814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B1F1C80D48167D120DEA6F709BE89C5C9D420BF.650DB0C155BFBE758FD00A22E293B36875A170A0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D723c8056793770ea%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTpIf6ptHb0aH-Dy6yw0Zalni85A&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D723c8056793770ea%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329943814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B1F1C80D48167D120DEA6F709BE89C5C9D420BF.650DB0C155BFBE758FD00A22E293B36875A170A0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D723c8056793770ea%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTpIf6ptHb0aH-Dy6yw0Zalni85A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the snow melted, I was able to get going in earnest on Deck Construction: Phase 2 "The Wrap-around".   First you start with some beams, and some digging.  Luckily the foreman was on site to prevent shoddy workmanship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsIJvaBhlI/AAAAAAAAB0c/rQiaVsNLxX8/s1600-h/IMG_3783_1_1_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsIJvaBhlI/AAAAAAAAB0c/rQiaVsNLxX8/s320/IMG_3783_1_1_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402921141398505042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow held off for the entire month, which was great for me, working on the deck, but not so great for all the nordic skiers in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some help from neighbor Keith and friend Hank to lay the joists.&lt;br /&gt;16" on center with double rim joists....this thing ain't goin' anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsJ7DlEd9I/AAAAAAAAB0k/lzA5C9O8iC4/s1600-h/IMG_3809_1_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsJ7DlEd9I/AAAAAAAAB0k/lzA5C9O8iC4/s320/IMG_3809_1_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402923088138762194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy got to buy some new power tools instead of hiring a contractor to do the work.  Not the quickest way to get it done, but I ended up with some nice equipment for the next big job:  interior trim.  Can you say "PFD"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have poorly documented the process of putting up the rail posts and Trex decking.  Linda helped me put on the railings one afternoon.  I spent several evenings just screwing down the planks.    Here is a view of the final results taken in November, after winter set in for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsPXHsLUII/AAAAAAAAB0s/MDxfrtXKoOw/s1600-h/IMG_4110_1_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsPXHsLUII/AAAAAAAAB0s/MDxfrtXKoOw/s320/IMG_4110_1_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402929067836788866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other angle.  It's pretty sweet to have access to the whole deck from outside now.  We don't seem to use it too much in the winter, but it'll provide a place to grow tomatoes and to bask in the warm sun on summer afternoons.  This is the warm, west side of the house.  Having a deck gives daddy a place to sweep snow and feel useful in the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsPXaO3s5I/AAAAAAAAB00/jWPp-T_thx4/s1600-h/IMG_4113_2_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsPXaO3s5I/AAAAAAAAB00/jWPp-T_thx4/s320/IMG_4113_2_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402929072814142354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's showing off our haul of cherry tomatoes, picked green off the plants before a hard frost in Sept, and ripened indoors in a paper bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsTpTSWevI/AAAAAAAAB08/1747s0DLaFI/s1600-h/IMG_3787_1_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsTpTSWevI/AAAAAAAAB08/1747s0DLaFI/s320/IMG_3787_1_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402933778233850610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th inning stretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsTp6R18jI/AAAAAAAAB1E/V5DL37eZoL4/s1600-h/IMG_3794_3_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsTp6R18jI/AAAAAAAAB1E/V5DL37eZoL4/s320/IMG_3794_3_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402933788700701234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping out with the vacuuming.  Always wear your ear protection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsTqonuMpI/AAAAAAAAB1M/wsKq2TUfsoI/s1600-h/IMG_3816_2_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsTqonuMpI/AAAAAAAAB1M/wsKq2TUfsoI/s320/IMG_3816_2_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402933801140499090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another video of our boy, the Dancin' Fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7790687bb494cb95" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7790687bb494cb95%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329943814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D72F8F29893C92A303C97022F89D5EE7F851FD97D.6442BA0A862D0F4C69051AB485364E503401FBA5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7790687bb494cb95%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJVl3VLVxSTDkmcY2UGcXc5NuVOk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7790687bb494cb95%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329943814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D72F8F29893C92A303C97022F89D5EE7F851FD97D.6442BA0A862D0F4C69051AB485364E503401FBA5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7790687bb494cb95%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJVl3VLVxSTDkmcY2UGcXc5NuVOk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are grateful for the kind gifts K received, to help keep him happy while mom was up in the ice.  Thanks Auntie Helen for the Ramp racer:  city edition....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsdR9Cq-GI/AAAAAAAAB2E/LssFy8hOKTc/s1600-h/IMG_4077_1_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsdR9Cq-GI/AAAAAAAAB2E/LssFy8hOKTc/s320/IMG_4077_1_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402944372241791074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks Rachel for the absolute classic Hammer and Pegs.  K was totally ready for this and delighted in wearing his Bob the Builder hard hat while he whacked away.  Note the level of concentration....and the lip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsdSM7-3XI/AAAAAAAAB2M/lz3Pww47H3E/s1600-h/IMG_4091_1_1_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsdSM7-3XI/AAAAAAAAB2M/lz3Pww47H3E/s320/IMG_4091_1_1_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402944376508702066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woodstove +  nearby_couch =  lazy cats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsbJMUWl-I/AAAAAAAAB1k/eZVxa_kA-s8/s1600-h/IMG_4074_1_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsbJMUWl-I/AAAAAAAAB1k/eZVxa_kA-s8/s320/IMG_4074_1_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402942022700406754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Linda arrived to bail me out, and we took a little road-trip down the Richardson Highway to do some sight-seeing and spend a night in a cabin in Paxson.  Kieran is a great traveler, but it's a steady job keeping him in dry pants.  He loves his juice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsbIu1YfiI/AAAAAAAAB1U/48S96ccJYg0/s1600-h/IMG_3897_1_1_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsbIu1YfiI/AAAAAAAAB1U/48S96ccJYg0/s320/IMG_3897_1_1_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402942014785879586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denali Highway Cabins of Paxson .... cozy private cabins on the upper Gulkana River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsbI10_I6I/AAAAAAAAB1c/rE2efH9n-Qk/s1600-h/IMG_4020_2_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsbI10_I6I/AAAAAAAAB1c/rE2efH9n-Qk/s320/IMG_4020_2_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402942016663266210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a nice visit with the winter caretaker Mary Ellen who had spent a winter at MacLaren Lodge and also worked for TAT in Talkeetna.  K  met Audie's seriously shaggy husky there.  Mette likes buying stripey clothes for her son, apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvshhNcy1rI/AAAAAAAAB2c/DeHzOiJC6i4/s1600-h/IMG_4026_3_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvshhNcy1rI/AAAAAAAAB2c/DeHzOiJC6i4/s320/IMG_4026_3_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402949032390874802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at home, K had some quality time with Grandma Linda, reading stories, cooking, and generally horsing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsdSZFh0BI/AAAAAAAAB2U/POHSUTiu9GY/s1600-h/IMG_4092_3_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsdSZFh0BI/AAAAAAAAB2U/POHSUTiu9GY/s320/IMG_4092_3_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402944379769966610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Svsbd6WqJlI/AAAAAAAAB18/DQ1rks-DsTo/s1600-h/IMG_4108_2_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Svsbd6WqJlI/AAAAAAAAB18/DQ1rks-DsTo/s320/IMG_4108_2_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402942378655491666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Svsbd0Xn10I/AAAAAAAAB10/eZBcVzIA1Vo/s1600-h/IMG_4107_3_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Svsbd0Xn10I/AAAAAAAAB10/eZBcVzIA1Vo/s320/IMG_4107_3_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402942377048921922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In mommy's absence the little guy managed to bash a front tooth on a stool, get a black eye, fall off the high chair, and crash several other times.  He seemed to be a magnet for disaster, but he survived mommy's absence, which was the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel and I took Linda and K to their first Nanooks hockey game, which ended in a 3-1 victory for the home team!  Woohoo!  What could be better than bleachers, popcorn and a Zamboni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsbdfXj2eI/AAAAAAAAB1s/pcd1esoow3g/s1600-h/IMG_4096_1_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsbdfXj2eI/AAAAAAAAB1s/pcd1esoow3g/s320/IMG_4096_1_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402942371411515874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mette's home now and will post wonderful pictures from her expedition in the icy Arctic seas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-2625481248166121573?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/2625481248166121573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=2625481248166121573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/2625481248166121573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/2625481248166121573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2009/11/oct-2009-when-mommy-was-away-on-her-big.html' title='Oct 2009:  when mommy was away on her BIG trip'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SvsD-l7xXWI/AAAAAAAAB0M/aUlODwqXCW4/s72-c/IMG_3772_1_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-4991345436233523356</id><published>2009-09-18T11:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T15:07:39.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Denali Train Ride</title><content type='html'>With Max away and nothing booked for the weekend, Kieran and I made last minute plans to head out of town for some train riding and leaf peeping in Denali Park. This was Kieran's first impression of the train...soooooo big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPmKYd9vLI/AAAAAAAABzw/f99JfRxP_xw/s1600-h/ThisBig.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382899045679086770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPmKYd9vLI/AAAAAAAABzw/f99JfRxP_xw/s320/ThisBig.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was just after we boarded train and one of the few times Kieran sat in his seat during the 4 hour ride south. We logged some distance on the 5 cars that were open for touring. So much more fun than an airplane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPmJ0zQlBI/AAAAAAAABzo/nK2kKtAYYfM/s1600-h/OurSeats.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382899036104725522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPmJ0zQlBI/AAAAAAAABzo/nK2kKtAYYfM/s320/OurSeats.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to try out the cafe car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPmJXbrxfI/AAAAAAAABzg/8g_NNLvUhV0/s1600-h/WaterBreak.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382899028221216242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPmJXbrxfI/AAAAAAAABzg/8g_NNLvUhV0/s320/WaterBreak.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we rode through Nenana Canyon in one of the open air vestibules between the cars. Most of the terrain between Fairbanks and Denali is flat and looks a lot like the woods around our neighborhood. This short stretch is definitely the highlight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPmI-KB4WI/AAAAAAAABzY/JYEDzUzXIdo/s1600-h/NenanaCanyon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382899021436281186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPmI-KB4WI/AAAAAAAABzY/JYEDzUzXIdo/s320/NenanaCanyon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in the park Kieran got right to work foraging. He is a big fan of rose hips, particularly if they are hanging on the plant at mouth level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPmIXqhK7I/AAAAAAAABzQ/Lg59UvIOnuU/s1600-h/EatingRoseHip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382899011103566770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPmIXqhK7I/AAAAAAAABzQ/Lg59UvIOnuU/s320/EatingRoseHip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kieran demonstrates his technique for finding blueberries. You get your eyes down to blueberry level and look up. It was a very effective way of finding blueberries but it was less effective for hiding the fact that you are picking berries in a place where you aren't supposed to be picking berries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPl6keD0XI/AAAAAAAABzI/VHjjaQ8g1VU/s1600-h/BerryHunting.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382898774022803826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPl6keD0XI/AAAAAAAABzI/VHjjaQ8g1VU/s320/BerryHunting.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing off his booty. Oooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPl6Xnxk3I/AAAAAAAABzA/SShqJVUNuFM/s1600-h/LookBlueberry.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382898770573890418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPl6Xnxk3I/AAAAAAAABzA/SShqJVUNuFM/s320/LookBlueberry.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't see much wildlife outside the park visitor's center - I guess the indoor wildlife displays are for people like us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPl59ptPnI/AAAAAAAABy4/ZdG1EVTc4ZI/s1600-h/Grizzly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382898763602673266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPl59ptPnI/AAAAAAAABy4/ZdG1EVTc4ZI/s320/Grizzly.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling leaves have been very entertaining this year. Kieran is happy to help speed up the process by shaking the trunks. We did this for awhile while we waited for breakfast - Kieran doesn't sleep in on vacations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPl5alQT1I/AAAAAAAAByw/t9c-P5i9cEI/s1600-h/ShakingTrees.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382898754188758866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPl5alQT1I/AAAAAAAAByw/t9c-P5i9cEI/s320/ShakingTrees.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the back yard of our hotel. We had great trails and a beautiful view of the Nenana River. It was Kieran's first hotel stay and it may have been his favorite part of the whole trip. It was a perfect location for a fun overnight stay before heading back to the park headquarters on Sunday. We had a few hours to run around and explore before getting back on the train...apparently that was enough to wear Kieran out because he slept from the moment we pulled out of the park until we pulled into the Fairbanks depot. Kieran was an ideal traveling companion, happy to take in new experiences and terribly charming to everyone we encountered. It was a great trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPl5Lzh6xI/AAAAAAAAByo/RxtNS4orq_A/s1600-h/SundayMorning.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382898750222101266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPl5Lzh6xI/AAAAAAAAByo/RxtNS4orq_A/s320/SundayMorning.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-4991345436233523356?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/4991345436233523356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=4991345436233523356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4991345436233523356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4991345436233523356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2009/09/denali-train-ride.html' title='Denali Train Ride'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPmKYd9vLI/AAAAAAAABzw/f99JfRxP_xw/s72-c/ThisBig.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-2698184075788030323</id><published>2009-09-15T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T13:01:50.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kieran's first pony ride and the cow hair dryer</title><content type='html'>Somehow August came and went and we only have a few pictures to show for it. Judging from the pictures, the Fairbanks fair was the highlight of the month. Kieran was thrilled with his first pony ride. Here he is atop the very gentle and sweet"Ninja".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrAyHxbd-PI/AAAAAAAAByg/Fo3qqAWWLHU/s1600-h/Giddyup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381856663816763634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrAyHxbd-PI/AAAAAAAAByg/Fo3qqAWWLHU/s320/Giddyup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kieran's daycare buddy Chayce was right behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrAyHLMODmI/AAAAAAAAByY/NF2YNxlwGmg/s1600-h/Chayce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381856653552258658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrAyHLMODmI/AAAAAAAAByY/NF2YNxlwGmg/s320/Chayce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With Kieran's love of vacuums and hair dryers he couldn't help but be drawn to this contraption. Best thing ever...a giant hair dryer that looks like a vacuum! This was before he saw the cow girls using it to dry their cow's hair. We were there for awhile "vacuuming" the fairgrounds before the girls showed him what it really did (which just about blew his mind, it was so exciting).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrAyGsUxrbI/AAAAAAAAByQ/0S7OZXLPTNQ/s1600-h/GrassVacuumSmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381856645266648498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrAyGsUxrbI/AAAAAAAAByQ/0S7OZXLPTNQ/s320/GrassVacuumSmall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The biggest milestone of August might have been Kieran's first haircut. In just a few minutes he was tranformed from my whispy-haired baby to this handsome little boy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382909404456506722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPvlV69VWI/AAAAAAAABz4/jF4B0L_n6EQ/s320/FirstMorningWithFirstHaircut.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sweet sleepyhead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382909411473027458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrPvlwD08YI/AAAAAAAAB0A/Es5z2ytMaNA/s320/WakingUp.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-2698184075788030323?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/2698184075788030323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=2698184075788030323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/2698184075788030323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/2698184075788030323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2009/09/kierans-first-pony-ride-and-cow-hair.html' title='Kieran&apos;s first pony ride and the cow hair dryer'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SrAyHxbd-PI/AAAAAAAAByg/Fo3qqAWWLHU/s72-c/Giddyup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-7853615704922021558</id><published>2009-08-03T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T09:51:45.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Deltana Fair &amp; the big purple slide</title><content type='html'>After two days of breathing thick wildfire smoke (and more days than that breathing thinner wildfire smoke) in town we decided to give our lungs a break and get out of the smoke swath for the day. We confirmed with the Mason clan that there was clean air to the southeast so we hopped into the car and followed the aroma of cotton candy, hot dogs and fried dough to the Delta Junction Fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, what a good decision that turned out to be! I think it might have been the single most fun day so far in little Kieran's life. It started with this forestry fire truck and a very enthusiastic firefighter recruiter doing all he could do to get Kieran (and me) excited about Kieran becoming a member of the Delta fire crew 15 years from now. Well, I don't know about that but Kieran sure was excited to let him talk while he slid in behind the wheel. He checked out the radio, turned all the lights on and off, and generally gave the dashboard the closest inspection it's ever had. He must have been in there for half an hour. The only way I was able to lure him out was with a promise of lunch...good thing he was hungry from the drive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Sndl37rdTcI/AAAAAAAABxg/ekV0Lr3p2tI/s1600-h/DSC_0849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365869492622413250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Sndl37rdTcI/AAAAAAAABxg/ekV0Lr3p2tI/s320/DSC_0849.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with the Masons, Ellen and (a surprise to us) Fairbanks friend Matt in front of the stage where Papa Mason was playing with his band. When the band was done (and Kieran was extracted from the fire truck) we collected some yummy treats and sat down to lunch. Mmmm, fair food and good friends. Like I said, it was a great decision to come to Delta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365869486823536802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Sndl3mE5eKI/AAAAAAAABxY/He1SfSjBlXU/s320/DSC_0856.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, there were cows, lamas, pigs, balloons, games, music, and horseback races, but the biggest hit of the day (by far!) was the giant slide. When we went down the first time I couldn't tell if Kieran liked it. However, at the bottom he jumped up, ran out the gate, ran around the crowd, blew past the guy taking tickets and was climbing back up the stairs before I could get myself through the crowd. I slapped a couple of tickets into the (now laughing) attendant's hand as I ran by and caught up to Kieran on the stairs. Phew, I guess he liked it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365869285603796946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Sndlr4eX59I/AAAAAAAABxI/WJygX9_y0LM/s320/DSC_0871.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that hair fly! Whoosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365869281725251186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SndlrqBp_nI/AAAAAAAABxA/cl6BmqiY4Ek/s320/DSC_0874.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wow! What a ride! Unfortunately, I had only purchased tickets for two times down the slide. As Kieran jumped up the second time to beeline it to the stairs I had to stop him and give him the bad news. What followed was the saddest, longest, and most intense meltdown he's ever had. "Mama, why would you show me that this slide exists and immediately take it away!?!" Oh, the tears! If the rest of the group wasn't waiting on us I might have given in. Poor kiddo. All fingers are crossed that the slide will be at our local fair next week where I will let him slide until his legs can no longer take him up the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365869290165697426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SndlsJeA-5I/AAAAAAAABxQ/55tuZBlmMfY/s320/DSC_0869.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;A bag of kettle corn was a good distraction. He carried it around most of the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SndlrQ2RpRI/AAAAAAAABw4/bSt_kWL3KJE/s1600-h/DSC_0884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365869274966631698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SndlrQ2RpRI/AAAAAAAABw4/bSt_kWL3KJE/s320/DSC_0884.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still wouldn't let it go in the car on the way home. He immediately fell asleep hugging his kettle corn and thinking, I'm sure, about sliding down the biggest slide he's ever seen. What a fun day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SndlrMTMijI/AAAAAAAABww/fys5u7wXYDw/s1600-h/DSC_0887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365869273745754674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SndlrMTMijI/AAAAAAAABww/fys5u7wXYDw/s320/DSC_0887.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-7853615704922021558?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/7853615704922021558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=7853615704922021558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/7853615704922021558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/7853615704922021558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2009/08/deltana-fair-big-purple-slide.html' title='The Deltana Fair &amp; the big purple slide'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Sndl37rdTcI/AAAAAAAABxg/ekV0Lr3p2tI/s72-c/DSC_0849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-962294708003098595</id><published>2009-08-03T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T13:43:09.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salmon weekend '09</title><content type='html'>Max had another whirlwind trip to Chitina and back last week. He returned just 24 hours after leaving home with empty coolers in our little Tracer. He managed to catch all of our fish in less than three hours while dip netters in the days before and after struck out completely. We're not sure if it is science or luck or secret messages he receives directly from the fish but Max never fails to hit it big down on the Copper. I smell a consulting business opportunity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SncoLrcDJqI/AAAAAAAABwo/d2M1MK52u6I/s1600-h/DSC_0790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365801662139279010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SncoLrcDJqI/AAAAAAAABwo/d2M1MK52u6I/s320/DSC_0790.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kieran was a big helper all weekend. Here he is making the brine for the smoking fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SncoLTVFbfI/AAAAAAAABwg/ER1RI0CJJNo/s1600-h/DSC_0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365801655667617266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SncoLTVFbfI/AAAAAAAABwg/ER1RI0CJJNo/s320/DSC_0804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the brine finished he took his big wooden spoon down to where Max was cutting the salmon strips...all ready dad, lets get on with those strips! Max made a little stairway for Kieran on the steepest part of the yard leading down from the driveway. It's now the only way Kieran will access the back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SncoLPvl0-I/AAAAAAAABwY/M-joKOqXCO8/s1600-h/DSC_0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365801654705050594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SncoLPvl0-I/AAAAAAAABwY/M-joKOqXCO8/s320/DSC_0812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SncoAtV5OQI/AAAAAAAABwQ/ith2Wew-3q8/s1600-h/DSC_0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365801473671772418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SncoAtV5OQI/AAAAAAAABwQ/ith2Wew-3q8/s320/DSC_0814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a prefect day for smoking...dry, warm, and breezy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365801469242606194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SncoAc15gnI/AAAAAAAABwA/GwmsXVqJ-gk/s320/DSC_0831.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the racks full Kieran helped cut the alder for the fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365801466719549298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SncoATcWt3I/AAAAAAAABwI/zT-XxmBtdjw/s320/DSC_0828.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was very happy to help with the lighting of the fire. It's been a long time since the last indoor fire in the wood stove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SncoAIK7XWI/AAAAAAAABv4/xlnmDnjOcKY/s1600-h/DSC_0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365801463693663586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SncoAIK7XWI/AAAAAAAABv4/xlnmDnjOcKY/s320/DSC_0839.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little supervisor. The freezer is full again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Sncn_r1elJI/AAAAAAAABvw/3YGTl4tRZNc/s1600-h/DSC_0841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365801456087504018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/Sncn_r1elJI/AAAAAAAABvw/3YGTl4tRZNc/s320/DSC_0841.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-962294708003098595?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/962294708003098595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=962294708003098595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/962294708003098595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/962294708003098595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2009/08/salmon-weekend.html' title='Salmon weekend &apos;09'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SncoLrcDJqI/AAAAAAAABwo/d2M1MK52u6I/s72-c/DSC_0790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-4609458820915915109</id><published>2009-07-19T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T17:32:55.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Alaska</title><content type='html'>We had a great vacation but it was great to get home to the house and cats and the beautiful Fairbanks summer weather. For a second year in a row we had a perfect evening for a low-key July 4th gathering on the deck, warm enough to break in the kiddie pool that Kieran had been eyeing in the box before we went back east.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360313307980060546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOoja7zV4I/AAAAAAAABtQ/5m7HcvBlgoU/s320/DSC_0641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only takers for the pool were Kieran and Miss Lola who was thrilled to discover that this was going to be a pool party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360313309798870706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOojhtcLrI/AAAAAAAABtY/Ey6IcDsGATM/s320/DSC_0621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were too lazy and/or frugal to drive to North Pole for fireworks this year so the kids were the entertainment (and I think they knew it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361055333403659026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmZLa_C9CxI/AAAAAAAABvo/OYN92pG5HiQ/s320/IMG_2267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kieran was happy to be back in Auntie Rachel's lap. He discovered Lays potato chips that evening. Bad idea, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOojNOzeOI/AAAAAAAABtI/-7v2BPoUJME/s1600-h/DSC_0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360313304301664482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOojNOzeOI/AAAAAAAABtI/-7v2BPoUJME/s320/DSC_0642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A day later we took the Whaler out for its first cruise of the season on the Chena River in town. You can see that Kieran was mighty pleased with the boat. This was his first trip on the river. We'll try to do a bit more exciting trip out of Valdez later in the summer to give him a little more to look at, but for his first time this river cruise was plenty impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOoiym4caI/AAAAAAAABtA/jzsXQEuNJrU/s1600-h/DSC_0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360313297154896290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOoiym4caI/AAAAAAAABtA/jzsXQEuNJrU/s320/DSC_0675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise he wasn't bothered at all by his life vest. I think he was actually very proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOoihvs4XI/AAAAAAAABs4/Selo_COcReo/s1600-h/DSC_0678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360313292628484466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOoihvs4XI/AAAAAAAABs4/Selo_COcReo/s320/DSC_0678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look how serious he was about "driving" the boat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOoIqNVvBI/AAAAAAAABsw/7TpAewTtVqc/s1600-h/DSC_0688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360312848223681554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOoIqNVvBI/AAAAAAAABsw/7TpAewTtVqc/s320/DSC_0688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We watched the sky as smoke from wildfires drifted in to the area. We've had smoke on and off since we've been home...the price we pay for beautiful, warm, sunny weather.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOoIO77xtI/AAAAAAAABso/i1KTnjRC_lw/s1600-h/DSC_0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360312840902919890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOoIO77xtI/AAAAAAAABso/i1KTnjRC_lw/s320/DSC_0741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's the confluence of the Chena (relatively clear) and Tanana (silty) Rivers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOoH1VoQwI/AAAAAAAABsg/3yT597DYx0E/s1600-h/DSC_0749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360312834031371010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOoH1VoQwI/AAAAAAAABsg/3yT597DYx0E/s320/DSC_0749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Taking in the breeze on the way home. I think this kid is hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOoHsUgwAI/AAAAAAAABsY/QryH12G6Kws/s1600-h/DSC_0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360312831610765314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOoHsUgwAI/AAAAAAAABsY/QryH12G6Kws/s320/DSC_0766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A day later we had more smoke drift in. Luckily it stayed fairly high above the ground. This was taken from the deck at home. Since then we've had some pretty noxious days, engulfed in ashy smoke from a wildfire 20 miles or so south of town. For the first time since we've lived in Fairbanks we're getting ash dusting outdoor (and even some indoor) surfaces. Kieran's reaction? At any mention of the word smoke (even in reference to smoking fish, which we've been doing lately) he says with obvious disgust, "Ick!" You said it kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOoHa_tqDI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Y7EUB7XYE44/s1600-h/DSC_0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360312826960128050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOoHa_tqDI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Y7EUB7XYE44/s320/DSC_0768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-4609458820915915109?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/4609458820915915109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=4609458820915915109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4609458820915915109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4609458820915915109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-in-alaska.html' title='Back in Alaska'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOoja7zV4I/AAAAAAAABtQ/5m7HcvBlgoU/s72-c/DSC_0641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-9120447494630603716</id><published>2009-07-19T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T15:52:04.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer vacation (week 1)</title><content type='html'>Vacation already seems so long ago. What a great trip to the east coast, beach house hopping from family to friends to more family. We had great visits all around and Kieran turned out to be a happy traveler, pleased to find plenty of playmates everywhere we went. Here he is with cousin Sam in Westport. They were instant buddies - here they are together only hours after we arrived. Kieran grabbed Sam's hand for this walk like it was something he'd done every day of his life. Sam is a pretty special big cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOnl9--0SI/AAAAAAAABsI/TV5zTdNfvD0/s1600-h/DSC_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360312252236747042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOnl9--0SI/AAAAAAAABsI/TV5zTdNfvD0/s320/DSC_0301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kieran's first impression of seaweed rotting on the beach. Stinky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOnZkJEumI/AAAAAAAABsA/xoGSuzlkt6Y/s1600-h/DSC_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360312039141325410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOnZkJEumI/AAAAAAAABsA/xoGSuzlkt6Y/s320/DSC_0311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A closer inspection with dad. This was the only clear day during the week we had in Westport. What a beautiful evening to welcome us back!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOnZdT5iRI/AAAAAAAABr4/ZXQZ-_bWKko/s1600-h/DSC_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360312037307681042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOnZdT5iRI/AAAAAAAABr4/ZXQZ-_bWKko/s320/DSC_0314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kieran's cousin Ben giving the beach pebbles a little taste. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOnZDGJMhI/AAAAAAAABrw/I5w18aB-DyQ/s1600-h/DSC_0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360312030270665234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOnZDGJMhI/AAAAAAAABrw/I5w18aB-DyQ/s320/DSC_0317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goofing around with Sam. Kieran misses you Sam!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361049543027239330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmZGJ8NoqaI/AAAAAAAABvI/g3fau8MaxQ8/s320/IMG_2190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah, one more picture from that perfect sunny evening...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOnY8h89dI/AAAAAAAABro/r_HRAOSfxCI/s1600-h/DSC_0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360312028508255698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOnY8h89dI/AAAAAAAABro/r_HRAOSfxCI/s320/DSC_0318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the rest of the week his is where we spent much of our time. Sam, Kieran, Max...three peas in a pod. Nice to have a fire to tend when the sun isn't shining.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOnYlj2AMI/AAAAAAAABrg/Tl_wTEAWFoU/s1600-h/DSC_0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360312022342172866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOnYlj2AMI/AAAAAAAABrg/Tl_wTEAWFoU/s320/DSC_0323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The weather didn't get Kieran down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOm9qCIleI/AAAAAAAABrY/ZQsbaYabCfg/s1600-h/DSC_0326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360311559686493666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOm9qCIleI/AAAAAAAABrY/ZQsbaYabCfg/s320/DSC_0326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Besides, there's always plenty of cleaning to do in an old beach house. Kieran is very thorough with a broom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOm9VRL7zI/AAAAAAAABrQ/NE3p-ENaiGU/s1600-h/DSC_0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360311554112483122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOm9VRL7zI/AAAAAAAABrQ/NE3p-ENaiGU/s320/DSC_0331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We didn't have much sun but most days were just fine for walking the beach. Here's Uncle Adam with Ben and cousins Payten and Alegra looking just a little chilly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOm83zYkEI/AAAAAAAABrI/yC7FNKRbLv0/s1600-h/DSC_0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360311546202853442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOm83zYkEI/AAAAAAAABrI/yC7FNKRbLv0/s320/DSC_0335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kieran and Max looking out over the ocean from the old ruins.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOm8geBcwI/AAAAAAAABrA/zJ8Ga6ZoaUQ/s1600-h/DSC_0339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360311539939242754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOm8geBcwI/AAAAAAAABrA/zJ8Ga6ZoaUQ/s320/DSC_0339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marching up to the point of rocks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOm8WHZqkI/AAAAAAAABq4/2-rYCzXrHS8/s1600-h/DSC_0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360311537160006210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOm8WHZqkI/AAAAAAAABq4/2-rYCzXrHS8/s320/DSC_0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Splash, splash, splash. Kirean's idea of "tidepooling". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOmjVx-uXI/AAAAAAAABqw/4V3eLYfljig/s1600-h/DSC_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360311107573430642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOmjVx-uXI/AAAAAAAABqw/4V3eLYfljig/s320/DSC_0354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Throwing rocks into the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOmjAGtLtI/AAAAAAAABqo/5oxpJ3o9-cM/s1600-h/DSC_0365.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOmi77dZRI/AAAAAAAABqg/47g6AAAc6E0/s1600-h/DSC_0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360311100633867538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOmi77dZRI/AAAAAAAABqg/47g6AAAc6E0/s320/DSC_0370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Local fauna...Kieran thought this sea star was a little strange. Nothing like his starfish bath toy. He made me put it down after this picture was taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361049551687447298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmZGKceY8wI/AAAAAAAABvY/9o49xstzxwU/s320/IMG_2194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our wet little boy splashing in the rain puddles on the way home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361049557505593490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmZGKyJi0JI/AAAAAAAABvg/q7KhotTVafM/s320/IMG_2200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated two very important birthdays. Happy Birthday Bushka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361049546009909874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmZGKHUwmnI/AAAAAAAABvQ/U0WWiNIEgQA/s320/IMG_2193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Alegra! And thanks Auntie Helen for making not one, but two delicious chocolate cakes. Yum!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOmiZxgrZI/AAAAAAAABqQ/_id-i68ZawA/s1600-h/DSC_0387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360311091465334162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOmiZxgrZI/AAAAAAAABqQ/_id-i68ZawA/s320/DSC_0387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back on the beach Kieran tried a little bouldering.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOl5xLBaYI/AAAAAAAABqI/g9pVOcXoDos/s1600-h/DSC_0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360310393371715970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOl5xLBaYI/AAAAAAAABqI/g9pVOcXoDos/s320/DSC_0394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOl5heCl-I/AAAAAAAABqA/e3h61uwiY3g/s1600-h/DSC_0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And shoe burying in the sand.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOl5CV7mWI/AAAAAAAABp4/j_Nx_4TuGaA/s1600-h/DSC_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360310380801005922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOl5CV7mWI/AAAAAAAABp4/j_Nx_4TuGaA/s320/DSC_0398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And some tumbling with cousin Ben. Good times on the coast!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOl5G1wfiI/AAAAAAAABpw/ZpjWO_ZWJxE/s1600-h/DSC_0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360310382008237602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOl5G1wfiI/AAAAAAAABpw/ZpjWO_ZWJxE/s320/DSC_0409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a week we had to say goodbye to Westport. The weather made it a little bit easier than it would have been on a beautiful sunny day but it's always hard to leave such a lovely place and say so long to family we won't see again for another year. Sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOl4nCyRnI/AAAAAAAABpo/o1Fc-1CqMnk/s1600-h/DSC_0419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360310373472945778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOl4nCyRnI/AAAAAAAABpo/o1Fc-1CqMnk/s320/DSC_0419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-9120447494630603716?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/9120447494630603716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=9120447494630603716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/9120447494630603716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/9120447494630603716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-vacation-week-1.html' title='Summer vacation (week 1)'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOnl9--0SI/AAAAAAAABsI/TV5zTdNfvD0/s72-c/DSC_0301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-8858051483634639212</id><published>2009-07-19T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T09:36:23.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer vacation (week 2)</title><content type='html'>After all that chilly rain and wind in Westport we were relieved to get off the plane in Charleston, SC and step out into the hottest air we've felt in years! Over 90F and not a cloud in the sky. We felt like we had come to the right place to warm up and dry out. Best of all, we could do it while visiting with dear friends in a beautiful house on a lovely marsh. What more can three Alaskans looking for a warm vacation ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We drove out to meet April, Jeb, Marit and Torin who were waiting for us on Kiawah Island. Big thanks to Jeb for finding such a great spot. Here's the "back yard" of our rental house. While we were there the coast saw record breaking high tides that inched up to the back corner of the house. When the tide was out we often had a nice show of wildlife out in the marsh grass from egrets, deer, and raccoons...out the front door we had a great view of a half dozen really BIG garden spiders. I liked the view out the back better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOlAJR_EoI/AAAAAAAABpY/q5f7olgb5Ug/s1600-h/DSC_0427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360309403410961026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOlAJR_EoI/AAAAAAAABpY/q5f7olgb5Ug/s320/DSC_0427.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360990964288199682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmYQ4NZ6HAI/AAAAAAAABtg/NksRqcaL_p0/s320/IMG_2212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360309408889131458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOlAdsFUcI/AAAAAAAABpg/htYzWwbJO5w/s320/DSC_0422.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is looking out the same window at low tide with a couple of morning visitors right outside the kitchen nook picture windows. Not a bad view to take in while eating breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360990966295527938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmYQ4U4fggI/AAAAAAAABto/Ox7UHgV5PxI/s320/IMG_2225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiawah's beaches are beautiful and perfect for the kiddos. As the tide goes out shallow tide pools form in the depressions and warm in the sun creating excellent playing pools for the little ones. You can see the wrack of reeds that was deposited by the extraordinary tides the day we arrived. They were once removed for the convenience of the visitors but are now left in place as they protect the dunes from erosion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360990981156640226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmYQ5MPqFeI/AAAAAAAABuA/OYWlgWl6GzA/s320/IMG_2239.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little Miss Marit modeling the latest in adorable beach wear for the preschool set. She knows what to do at the beach and she was happy to show Kieran the ropes (most of the time). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOk2N5oz2I/AAAAAAAABpQ/8n2SQi1tvNY/s1600-h/DSC_0435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360309232852324194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOk2N5oz2I/AAAAAAAABpQ/8n2SQi1tvNY/s320/DSC_0435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Max and Marit working on the drip castle. Max knows what to do at the beach too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOk10wfmZI/AAAAAAAABpI/JD3ykgvgD8Y/s1600-h/DSC_0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360309226103085458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOk10wfmZI/AAAAAAAABpI/JD3ykgvgD8Y/s320/DSC_0439.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what do you do with a sand castle? Destroy it!! Raah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOk1rP6vEI/AAAAAAAABpA/Uz8i-8xiSsI/s1600-h/DSC_0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360309223550532674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOk1rP6vEI/AAAAAAAABpA/Uz8i-8xiSsI/s320/DSC_0440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now if that isn't cute I don't know what is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366533990015291874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SnnCOxXr0eI/AAAAAAAABxw/rF74So7xY7g/s320/BeachBuds.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Auntie April hanging out in the shade with little Tor, aka "Tordy". He knows how to model the latest in infant eye protection. What a couple of hams in this family! Too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOk1dwh4dI/AAAAAAAABo4/K2UB8_FdQV4/s1600-h/DSC_0446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360309219929219538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOk1dwh4dI/AAAAAAAABo4/K2UB8_FdQV4/s320/DSC_0446.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The dads took the kids one morning so the moms could have a couple of hours in the shops...our mission was to find replacement sandals for the ones Kieran grew out of in Westport. Everything grows faster when it's warm, I guess. Anyway, with the moms away the dads found a cool spot to chill with the kiddos and enjoy pool-side bar and restaurant service. Perfect. The kids had a FAN-TAS-TIC time and from the look of it, Max and Jeb had a pretty good time themselves&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOk1LFXkaI/AAAAAAAABow/ulyL-hePzvA/s1600-h/DSC_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360309214916350370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOk1LFXkaI/AAAAAAAABow/ulyL-hePzvA/s320/DSC_0477.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The main mode of transport on the island is by bike. Kieran wasn't so sure about his helmet but he soon forgot about it and enjoyed the open air rides on the back of Max's bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOkQCh2QKI/AAAAAAAABog/DGCrNjuW9ag/s1600-h/DSC_0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360308576964722850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOkQCh2QKI/AAAAAAAABog/DGCrNjuW9ag/s320/DSC_0511.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Does this make my head look fat?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360308579369217922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOkQLfH74I/AAAAAAAABoo/e7VSs9VfTmU/s320/DSC_0510.JPG" /&gt;Max enjoying a little bike time without his back seat rider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360990974434561186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmYQ4zM_TKI/AAAAAAAABt4/HHSaJ_aL7EA/s320/IMG_2236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeb and Marit out for a cruise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360990969356163810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmYQ4gSNGuI/AAAAAAAABtw/YzO6G_0KSI0/s320/IMG_2229.JPG" /&gt; Kiawah really is an ideal place for families with small children and we enjoyed it so much that we were talking about returning again next year even before we left. It would be a great tradition to start with wonderful friends whom we think of as family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360308573471070386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOkP1g5WLI/AAAAAAAABoY/q8IIiX1rhPY/s320/DSC_0532.JPG" /&gt;April warned us of Jeb's low country "ear rings". I think the halo effect adds a mystic ambiance to the moment -it was caused by low country humidity condensing on the camera lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360991075842870402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmYQ-s-nTII/AAAAAAAABuI/z-iV2t9wgDA/s320/IMG_2250.JPG" /&gt;Our time in Kiawah seemed all too short as we were just getting into the groove of the place when we had to pack our bags and head north. We'll look forward to a return trip in the future and another great visit with April, Jeb, Marit and Tor. It was hard to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366532545788725138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SnnA6tNPR5I/AAAAAAAABxo/pnluk7SeFls/s320/KiawahGoodbye1c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our next stop was Charlestown, RI to visit with Grandma and my side of the family. Unfortunately, for this part of the trip Kieran was suffering a bit from a virus he caught somewhere between Charleston and Charlestown and pictures weren't a high priority much of the time. Nonetheless, we had a great time and a fun visit with Grandma and Kieran's aunts, uncles and cousins. Here's Kieran with his cousin Maggie, just a few weeks his senior. They got along well, in the stroller and out. Here they're enjoying kicking back and re-hydrating after a busy morning of splashing in the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOkPYpwbTI/AAAAAAAABoI/ojiAJBpnIaQ/s1600-h/DSC_0553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360308565723606322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOkPYpwbTI/AAAAAAAABoI/ojiAJBpnIaQ/s320/DSC_0553.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kayaking on the salt pond with Kieran and cousin/nephew Graham. Kieran wasn't a big fan of being in such a wobbly boat so close to the water. Our trip lasted less than 10 minutes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361041378436699218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmY-usvj1FI/AAAAAAAABuw/4dvmoDSgtos/s320/DSC_0547.JPG" /&gt;Our last beautiful evening on the Charlestown beach. Max was out snorkeling while Kieran and I played in the sand and enjoyed the quiet of the beach after most of the day's visitors had gone home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361041367258375586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmY-uDGcJaI/AAAAAAAABuo/VtPp_-BMxpg/s320/DSC_0571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say mom, can I have a turn with that camera?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOjlQ2RlOI/AAAAAAAABoA/VnvP_pExxcU/s1600-h/DSC_0561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360307842074121442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOjlQ2RlOI/AAAAAAAABoA/VnvP_pExxcU/s320/DSC_0561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After RI we drove inland to visit with Grandpa and Grandma Lee at the farm. Grandpa gave us the keys to his cart and we took a leisurely tour around the fields. Kieran was pretty excited about our mode of transportation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOjlMHZSTI/AAAAAAAABn4/WZb-7_BxSgo/s1600-h/DSC_0574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360307840803752242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOjlMHZSTI/AAAAAAAABn4/WZb-7_BxSgo/s320/DSC_0574.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped to give the early corn a taste test. Kieran thought corn came from boxes at the grocery store. He must have been surprised to see them hanging on these tall plants.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOjkYvFSZI/AAAAAAAABno/VTTOKbeW2RQ/s1600-h/DSC_0577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360307827011570066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOjkYvFSZI/AAAAAAAABno/VTTOKbeW2RQ/s320/DSC_0577.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We sampled the cucumbers too. There's nothing like eating your way around the farm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOjkKgVNEI/AAAAAAAABng/WkP_O4Nf4zw/s1600-h/DSC_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360307823191602242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOjkKgVNEI/AAAAAAAABng/WkP_O4Nf4zw/s320/DSC_0582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kieran took his cuke for a walk through the greenhouse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOiieh2r0I/AAAAAAAABnY/GVa2y6S6PVk/s1600-h/DSC_0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360306694695333698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOiieh2r0I/AAAAAAAABnY/GVa2y6S6PVk/s320/DSC_0588.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a great visit with our farm family and even had a surprise visit from Kieran's third(!!) Auntie Heather right before we had to leave. So nice to see you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360999943140633202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmYZC2PJanI/AAAAAAAABug/QsptA40k72g/s320/IMG_2261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bushka and Grandaddy happen to live in a very convenient spot for quick visits to and from Logan airport so we were able to see them on three separate occasions on this trip. Here you see that Kieran is just fine with that. The more time with his Bushka, the better!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOiiFP2-9I/AAAAAAAABnQ/yFZ9vTNJ7js/s1600-h/DSC_0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360306687908969426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOiiFP2-9I/AAAAAAAABnQ/yFZ9vTNJ7js/s320/DSC_0595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sharing stories about back yard bunny sightings. Can't wait for our next visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOiiELqa2I/AAAAAAAABnI/my3TzAGvEs4/s1600-h/DSC_0599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360306687622933346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOiiELqa2I/AAAAAAAABnI/my3TzAGvEs4/s320/DSC_0599.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playland at Lodan airport. This sure beats those boring rows of seats and airport CNN news blaring on the tv's in the "grown up" waiting areas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOih-TPVEI/AAAAAAAABnA/f1-RqFhdP6U/s1600-h/DSC_0601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360306686044099650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOih-TPVEI/AAAAAAAABnA/f1-RqFhdP6U/s320/DSC_0601.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you start this thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361041381604143090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmY-u4ivL_I/AAAAAAAABu4/vmOAtjPkPgo/s320/DSC_0604.JPG" /&gt; Bye bye east coast...time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOihiDUPmI/AAAAAAAABm4/3fcpwAKCuJY/s1600-h/DSC_0616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360306678461120098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOihiDUPmI/AAAAAAAABm4/3fcpwAKCuJY/s320/DSC_0616.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-8858051483634639212?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/8858051483634639212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=8858051483634639212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/8858051483634639212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/8858051483634639212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-vacation-week-2.html' title='Summer vacation (week 2)'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SmOlAJR_EoI/AAAAAAAABpY/q5f7olgb5Ug/s72-c/DSC_0427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-2782853042274595673</id><published>2009-06-04T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T15:37:40.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhhh Summertime!</title><content type='html'>We hope you're all enjoying a great start to summer.  It's been about as beautiful here as we can hope for and Kieran can't seem to get enough of it.  Watermelon outdoors is far better than in a high chair in the house.  Thanks Shiway for the picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SihUrCtK1-I/AAAAAAAABmw/bHrTBoCimHg/s1600-h/Summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SihUrCtK1-I/AAAAAAAABmw/bHrTBoCimHg/s320/Summer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343614056312526818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little outdoor guy.  This was his reaction to his first ride on the push merry-go-round at the playground behind the local ice creamery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SihUiT0pXzI/AAAAAAAABmo/jrEQNBDgeI8/s1600-h/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SihUiT0pXzI/AAAAAAAABmo/jrEQNBDgeI8/s320/DSC_0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343613906288467762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a slide lover too.  Weeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SihUiaf0iqI/AAAAAAAABmg/d60PSsn5BHA/s1600-h/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SihUiaf0iqI/AAAAAAAABmg/d60PSsn5BHA/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343613908080167586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy insists on going for the ride on the big slide though.  This nice little girl offered to catch us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SihUiHQT4qI/AAAAAAAABmY/r9AF7ZEKNu4/s1600-h/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SihUiHQT4qI/AAAAAAAABmY/r9AF7ZEKNu4/s320/DSC_0055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343613902914839202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kieran and his extension cords.  He loves them.  He insisted on taking this one to the park with us.  His other obsession is vacuum cleaners.   Since summer arrived and the daycare garden was planted he has been the official (i.e. most enthusiastic about grabbing the hose) waterer.  I think we'll be adding garden hoses to his list of obsessions - this makes me grateful that we don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SihUhlN7zFI/AAAAAAAABmQ/4ca0uDUpbus/s1600-h/DSC_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SihUhlN7zFI/AAAAAAAABmQ/4ca0uDUpbus/s320/DSC_0054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343613893778066514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah, cleaning the spatula.  An age old kid job and this was Kieran's first shot at it.  It was chocolate mousse and whipped cream...I think he liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SihToVf2eDI/AAAAAAAABmI/o6j6uUazLa0/s1600-h/DSC_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SihToVf2eDI/AAAAAAAABmI/o6j6uUazLa0/s320/DSC_0082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343612910305703986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kieran at a Mexican themed party last weekend at the neighbor's house.  He was super excited to participate in and then watch the big kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SihToN2wRYI/AAAAAAAABmA/AHaY__Dm_iU/s1600-h/IMG_1348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SihToN2wRYI/AAAAAAAABmA/AHaY__Dm_iU/s320/IMG_1348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343612908254283138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...whacking a pinata to pieces.  The next day we were in the grocery store and all of the sudden he said OOOOOOOOoooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (that's a REALLY BIG Ooooo!).  I turned around and he was pointing up to row of pinatas hanging above the fruit case.  If he had had a stick they would have been toast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SihTn-VMYUI/AAAAAAAABl4/ZXkcSwrC0AY/s1600-h/IMG_1349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SihTn-VMYUI/AAAAAAAABl4/ZXkcSwrC0AY/s320/IMG_1349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343612904086987074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another park evening.  It was after daycare and mommy forgot to bring a snack.  Big mistake.  We borrowed some money from Rachel and got ourselves a hot dog.  Kieran loved it, of course, and wouldn't let me even hold the leftover bun for him while he cruised around the playground.  Eventually he gave me what was left so he could go down the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SihTnhOo1nI/AAAAAAAABlw/I2OlKmjRTTs/s1600-h/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SihTnhOo1nI/AAAAAAAABlw/I2OlKmjRTTs/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343612896274863730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quack quack.   I hope these two wanted to get chased.  I'm sure they like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SihTney5WiI/AAAAAAAABlo/JbaWx8zAyj0/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SihTney5WiI/AAAAAAAABlo/JbaWx8zAyj0/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343612895621634594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-2782853042274595673?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/2782853042274595673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=2782853042274595673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/2782853042274595673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/2782853042274595673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2009/06/ahhhhh-summertime.html' title='Ahhhhh Summertime!'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SihUrCtK1-I/AAAAAAAABmw/bHrTBoCimHg/s72-c/Summer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-4270973592025948683</id><published>2009-05-09T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T09:40:40.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wishing all our favorite Moms, Grandmas, Bushkas and Aunties a wonderful Mother's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SgcRUrtsX5I/AAAAAAAABlg/_j4EGSx4wu0/s1600-h/HappyMothersDay%21_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SgcRUrtsX5I/AAAAAAAABlg/_j4EGSx4wu0/s320/HappyMothersDay%21_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334251330673074066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We love you and miss you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-4270973592025948683?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/4270973592025948683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=4270973592025948683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4270973592025948683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4270973592025948683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SgcRUrtsX5I/AAAAAAAABlg/_j4EGSx4wu0/s72-c/HappyMothersDay%21_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-591572443959218763</id><published>2009-05-01T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T16:24:13.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring break up</title><content type='html'>It's been a quick change from winter to summer here...April came in cold and snowy and left with temps topping 80F in some parts of town. It's a real heat wave and it's lasted for almost a week. The 2 foot snow pack is nearly gone from everywhere and our yard is a muddy mess - all the better for Kieran. He is a true puddle lover and can't stay away from the little runoff streams meandering down every slope. More about that below. First I must share a few sweet moments...like the look on his face here. It says "I may be in trouble here but that was really fun and I'd definitely do it again - but I better not smile"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330996760013843346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuBTvNiK5I/AAAAAAAABko/fcGwkT7rv7M/s320/DSC_0190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairbanks snow is too cold for making snowmen during winter so we took advantage of the warm spring snow and made Kieran's first snow friend. It had arms and legs and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuBT-QPhSI/AAAAAAAABk4/qPbz5147ibw/s1600-h/DSC_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330996764051735842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuBT-QPhSI/AAAAAAAABk4/qPbz5147ibw/s320/DSC_0151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...antennae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuBTys8AwI/AAAAAAAABkw/HCcEusaSUNc/s1600-h/DSC_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330996760950866690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuBTys8AwI/AAAAAAAABkw/HCcEusaSUNc/s320/DSC_0162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Max did what he could to mitigate another year of melt water running into the leach field. It seems to have helped and we'll have a passable yard much sooner than we would have otherwise. At the moment the yard would probably swallow you whole at your first step. Muddy mud mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuBTiZbFRI/AAAAAAAABkg/oB-HTlXVNRk/s1600-h/DSC_0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330996756574049554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuBTiZbFRI/AAAAAAAABkg/oB-HTlXVNRk/s320/DSC_0201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuBBV92NBI/AAAAAAAABkY/ibWQmre5gPg/s1600-h/DSC_0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An after school snack on the front step. This is as close as I can get Kieran to inside when we get home in the afternoon. He must be outside for an hour minimum before I can convince him that he wants to come in for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuBBasm7JI/AAAAAAAABkI/agGop5je0zY/s1600-h/DSC_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330996445269388434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuBBasm7JI/AAAAAAAABkI/agGop5je0zY/s320/DSC_0212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was last night after his bath, after his book, and ready for bed...sort of. He was about to head off to bed when he heard Max shoveling outside. There is no putting Kieran to bed when something as exciting as shoveling is happening outside! He ran to the front hall, grabbed his boots and opened the door. He was too cute to stop. He picked up his shovel and ran out to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuBBD5-4XI/AAAAAAAABkA/Yw55F1ya1Tg/s1600-h/DSC_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330996439151468914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuBBD5-4XI/AAAAAAAABkA/Yw55F1ya1Tg/s320/DSC_0218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "It's okay, I'm here dad. What are we doing?" Kieran is so proud of his breakup boots. They're just like daddy's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuBA13opAI/AAAAAAAABj4/0iUZL0qkfhc/s1600-h/DSC_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330996435383526402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuBA13opAI/AAAAAAAABj4/0iUZL0qkfhc/s320/DSC_0226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must keep the drainage ditches free of debris! Kieran is an excellent helper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuAxNi_1VI/AAAAAAAABjw/1OkTLNCHTxI/s1600-h/DSC_0245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330996166861509970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuAxNi_1VI/AAAAAAAABjw/1OkTLNCHTxI/s320/DSC_0245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First survey the situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuAw0DpcHI/AAAAAAAABjo/UsrNZKSNohU/s1600-h/DSC_0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330996160019132530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuAw0DpcHI/AAAAAAAABjo/UsrNZKSNohU/s320/DSC_0252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then get to work. Just like his papa...and I mean JUST like his papa! They're more alike every day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuAw_n93oI/AAAAAAAABjg/IYRWN3Mk6vA/s1600-h/DSC_0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330996163124256386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuAw_n93oI/AAAAAAAABjg/IYRWN3Mk6vA/s320/DSC_0270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that technique! Sometimes I have to remind myself that he's only 16 months old. Sometimes he reminds me though, like when I'm trying to get him in the house before he's ready or he has to wait for me to peel his apple. Then he is definitely 16 months old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuAwQK6ASI/AAAAAAAABjY/QT3r5qitJQU/s1600-h/DSC_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330996150385901858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuAwQK6ASI/AAAAAAAABjY/QT3r5qitJQU/s320/DSC_0271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking up the snow-free driveway. We had some exciting car rides up and down the driveway during the melt...it's nice to see dirt again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuAwa_aOtI/AAAAAAAABjQ/4UpV3uJjXXQ/s1600-h/DSC_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330996153290472146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuAwa_aOtI/AAAAAAAABjQ/4UpV3uJjXXQ/s320/DSC_0274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kieran does occasionally come inside. Here's a quiet moment on a sunny morning with his penguins. What a sweetie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330997180682253970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuBsOUstpI/AAAAAAAABlQ/6LHA6m9SDV0/s320/DSC_0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-591572443959218763?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/591572443959218763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=591572443959218763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/591572443959218763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/591572443959218763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2009/05/spring-break-up.html' title='Spring break up'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SfuBTvNiK5I/AAAAAAAABko/fcGwkT7rv7M/s72-c/DSC_0190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-3993958827240064829</id><published>2009-04-12T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T10:50:10.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>Easter started on Friday for us with Kieran's first Easter egg "hunt". It was actually more of an egg scramble at Kieran's daycare...look at all that stuff! It was a lot for 6 kids to collect and they gave up before it was all claimed. I think next year Dana will have to cut back just a little.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ_Y-DtoLI/AAAAAAAABi4/cfrJAR3iCIs/s1600-h/DSC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323957776457506994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ_Y-DtoLI/AAAAAAAABi4/cfrJAR3iCIs/s320/DSC_0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here they come! Little Kieran is the youngest of the kids and always gets special baby privileges...I wonder how much longer that will last. He was the first one in line at the door and he didn't even get trampled! These are some pretty nice kids.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323957766936034498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ_YalnfMI/AAAAAAAABio/0NMTRG7X-1k/s320/ReleaseTheChildren.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was a lot of excitement out there. I imagine this guy is thinking, "Don't move and they won't see me". &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ_YqnCVcI/AAAAAAAABiw/bgLCuEZVRf8/s1600-h/Bull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323957771236955586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ_YqnCVcI/AAAAAAAABiw/bgLCuEZVRf8/s320/Bull.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kieran is an expert collector. He knew exactly what to do and got down to work putting everything he could find into his bag. Soon it will be pockets filled with rocks and other treasures he finds in his path. I must be better about checking pockets before sending pants through the laundry! Notice his new "big boy" shoes.  He's very proud of his first pair of real shoes and will sit and hold up his feet at any mention of putting them on.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ_YaiFUUI/AAAAAAAABig/YHfMLPnrnVM/s1600-h/Loot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323957766921212226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ_YaiFUUI/AAAAAAAABig/YHfMLPnrnVM/s320/Loot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was a break in the action when the kids had had enough of picking up stuff off the deck. Kieran took a little drive...Vrrrrm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ_YMNbNwI/AAAAAAAABiY/_aApXnJAbgc/s1600-h/KieranCar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323957763076470530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ_YMNbNwI/AAAAAAAABiY/_aApXnJAbgc/s320/KieranCar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Time to liven this party up a little...bring on the bubble stuff!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ-u9vHDsI/AAAAAAAABiQ/Z9KC88C3e0k/s1600-h/CrazyForBubbles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323957054816587458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ-u9vHDsI/AAAAAAAABiQ/Z9KC88C3e0k/s320/CrazyForBubbles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wow, was that a hit! Kieran got all the other kids running and chasing bubbles - they really got whipped up into a frenzy! He really is a fun little guy - no wonder they all like him so much :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323958261458468370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ_1M08_hI/AAAAAAAABjA/Ld7tvQEKjDI/s320/RunningForBubbles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ooooooooooo!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ-urwPjTI/AAAAAAAABiI/ab9tqkxGMyU/s1600-h/BigBubble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323957049989500210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ-urwPjTI/AAAAAAAABiI/ab9tqkxGMyU/s320/BigBubble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ-uUOEWXI/AAAAAAAABiA/Fh_1SjO-NSE/s1600-h/Oooooo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323957043672144242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ-uUOEWXI/AAAAAAAABiA/Fh_1SjO-NSE/s320/Oooooo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kieran's favorite gesture..."Where are the bubbles? Where are they?" We eventually had to put the bubbles away and head for home. What a great time though! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ-uYBc1FI/AAAAAAAABh4/xQGV7QHy_5c/s1600-h/WhereIsIt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323957044692964434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ-uYBc1FI/AAAAAAAABh4/xQGV7QHy_5c/s320/WhereIsIt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the daycare theme...Kieran came home with a mohawk last week. Of course we had dinner plans that evening with no other than Kieran's best older girlfriend Lola and her parents. I think they were all surprised to see the "bad boy" side of Kieran. Lola is a true daredevil - surely she was impressed with Kieran's new edgy style. (We won't tell Lola that he was vacuuming when this picture was taken - that would really ruin his new bad boy reputation!)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ-t-sGxaI/AAAAAAAABhw/cqg594ULJJ8/s1600-h/PunkKieran.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323957037892552098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ-t-sGxaI/AAAAAAAABhw/cqg594ULJJ8/s320/PunkKieran.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And finally, the last snowfall of the season (fingers crossed!). Kieran takes a ride down the trail in Max's snow scooper. We hope you all had a very nice Easter and are enjoying warmer spring weather wherever you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ_1SEh26I/AAAAAAAABjI/yV-w2Z0UfQI/s1600-h/SeeYaLater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323958262865976226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ_1SEh26I/AAAAAAAABjI/yV-w2Z0UfQI/s320/SeeYaLater.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-3993958827240064829?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/3993958827240064829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=3993958827240064829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/3993958827240064829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/3993958827240064829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeJ_Y-DtoLI/AAAAAAAABi4/cfrJAR3iCIs/s72-c/DSC_0062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-4910571066189905995</id><published>2009-04-10T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:13:52.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mush for Kids</title><content type='html'>We had a fun day at the "Mush for Kids" fund raising  event last weekend.  Mom and Dad were more impressed with the firetruck than Kieran was this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeA0VcnE0RI/AAAAAAAABho/Wlv254mlxZU/s1600-h/MandKonFiretruck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeA0VcnE0RI/AAAAAAAABho/Wlv254mlxZU/s320/MandKonFiretruck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323312302613909778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kieran was pretty happy with the puppies though.  The line was too long for Max and me.  Luckily the fence was wide open to those who weren't interested in waiting for a chance at the puppy petting area.  Kieran made friends with this little guy while he (the puppy) was hiding from all those crazy kids who waited in line to get inside the fence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeA0UuR8aYI/AAAAAAAABhY/J6qd-OrW25k/s1600-h/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeA0UuR8aYI/AAAAAAAABhY/J6qd-OrW25k/s320/DSC_0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323312290177247618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun watching the mushing rides.  Kieran was too small to get into a sled this year but he was pretty excited to see them go by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeA0VCaINrI/AAAAAAAABhg/x5N33HwOxjE/s1600-h/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeA0VCaINrI/AAAAAAAABhg/x5N33HwOxjE/s320/DSC_0059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323312295580284594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His latest word is "Wow!", and this was a perfect opportunity to put it to use.  He had many perfect and enthusiastic Wow!'s before Max broke out the video camera...here's what he caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4c68169c5f9c110d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4c68169c5f9c110d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329943814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D14FD61BEB65654102124FE59D720928EED773F35.43415E920E418ED4DB133E4CBA11AB8EACED5B19%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4c68169c5f9c110d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJMvn2jgrqOuidNAPKwKLTxWWaQs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4c68169c5f9c110d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329943814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D14FD61BEB65654102124FE59D720928EED773F35.43415E920E418ED4DB133E4CBA11AB8EACED5B19%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4c68169c5f9c110d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJMvn2jgrqOuidNAPKwKLTxWWaQs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-4910571066189905995?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4c68169c5f9c110d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/4910571066189905995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=4910571066189905995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4910571066189905995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4910571066189905995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2009/04/mush-for-kids.html' title='Mush for Kids'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SeA0VcnE0RI/AAAAAAAABho/Wlv254mlxZU/s72-c/MandKonFiretruck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-2586343056028512303</id><published>2009-03-09T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T10:47:46.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mushing kiddos</title><content type='html'>While Max was skiing Anchorage's big "Tour" race, Rachel, Kieran and I were at the dog races...Anchorage had the Iditard start over the weekend but Fairbanks had the Junior North American Mushing Championships.  The kids ranged in age from about 2 1/2 to 10 years - with so little weight to pull, the dogs really make quick work of the course. At the start it takes a team of adults to keep the dogs at the line, keep the kid on the sled, and keep one finger on the timing clock. When the timer says "Go!" all hands release and the dogs take off with the kiddo hanging on for dear life. Very exciting!  This dog on the right (below) spent its entire wait at the line airborne, too excited to stand still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbWpDK_eY9I/AAAAAAAABhQ/am6KT_8lbbg/s1600-h/DSC_0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311337207508657106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbWpDK_eY9I/AAAAAAAABhQ/am6KT_8lbbg/s320/DSC_0614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they're off! Most of the kids immediately duck down behind the sled to get out of the chilly wind. This little girl was from Anchorage. Where else do you find city girls doing this for fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311333920076664562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbWmD0WnDvI/AAAAAAAABgg/fE0gLz2beg0/s320/DSC_0628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a 3-dog team. That's a lot of dog power attached to a little person! I've never been hooked up to more than 2 at a time. This must be a huge thrill for the riders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbWmEC9ysrI/AAAAAAAABgo/DoKtghardcI/s1600-h/DSC_0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311333923999101618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbWmEC9ysrI/AAAAAAAABgo/DoKtghardcI/s320/DSC_0636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kieran had another fun day outdoors. He's very tuned in to airplanes and can hear them coming from miles away. Here he's pointing to where the plane is. Where is the airplane? "Up!" He was hanging out, exploring, watching the dogs...and being a major distraction. There was a busload of Japanese tourists at the race taking a break from their aurora watching to see some locals doing what the locals do. Well, they thought Kieran was the cat's pajamas. We were approached by nearly all the Japanese ladies asking if they could take his picture. Could they get into the picture with him? "How old?" "Live here?" "His name?" "So cute!" His face is going to be all over Japan's facebook pages ;)  What a popular guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311333935628865586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbWmEuSi0DI/AAAAAAAABg4/5hlTIwApIuI/s320/DSC_0640.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He got his first close-up look at a Sno-cat. I think he's going to be as much of a fan as his daddy is. Fun day at the races...who needs the Iditarod?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311333940322775570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbWmE_xqMhI/AAAAAAAABhA/Ip9gBKIgHgY/s320/DSC_0648.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hanging out at home just being cute. No wonder Japanese ladies can't stay away :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311334106585028706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbWmOrJq2GI/AAAAAAAABhI/OJPHWW0o118/s320/DSC_0294.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-2586343056028512303?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/2586343056028512303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=2586343056028512303' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/2586343056028512303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/2586343056028512303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2009/03/mushing-kiddos.html' title='Mushing kiddos'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbWpDK_eY9I/AAAAAAAABhQ/am6KT_8lbbg/s72-c/DSC_0614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-2600611300754986165</id><published>2009-03-06T10:33:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T15:22:42.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting little Sam Flynn</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday we drove south to Delta Junction to meet the newest baby in the "family"...little Sam Flynn, 1 week old. We have a habit of inviting ourselves to dinner whenever Ellie and Jeff bring home a new baby - a nice tradition that we're happy to uphold (and so are they apparently). Besides, we certainly didn't want Sam to think we weren't as excited about his arrival as we were for older brother Wyatt! Sam is a mellow and sweet little guy, alert, social and not averse to getting handed around a crowd. And look at that face! He's a beauty. Mom is looking great too. Nice work Ellie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310160273534308930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbF6omRnUkI/AAAAAAAABfg/NmcvZxoC13o/s320/MomSam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The big boys had a nice time together. Wyatt is going to make a terrific older brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310160494396819634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbF61dDVyLI/AAAAAAAABgA/5KWMLnGi6hw/s320/DSC_0558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kieran was pretty excited about Wyatt's squishy ball. Feels funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310160500128694754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbF61yZ7QeI/AAAAAAAABgQ/V9G42iNdVsA/s320/KieranSquishyBall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It bounces when you hit it! Bang bang bang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310160499824773810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbF61xRdyrI/AAAAAAAABgI/-7B9YlpX_Zw/s320/BangOnBall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So hard to remember the newborn size...was Kieran really this small??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310160283644217650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbF6pL8ASTI/AAAAAAAABfw/RlqPvK1WD9U/s320/DSC_0591.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys. Kieran was fine letting his daddy hold Sam...he wasn't so happy to share mommy's lap though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310160264524748098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbF6oEtkVUI/AAAAAAAABfY/EiY-f50qw1M/s320/TheBoys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel had everyone's attention when she opened her bag of oatmeal cookies. Kieran didn't know he should want one until Wyatt showed him that cookies are something you should want. Showing the little guys the ropes...an excellent big brother trait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbF6pBh5NpI/AAAAAAAABfo/q4bEpTRcy70/s1600-h/RachelsCookies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310160280850347666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbF6pBh5NpI/AAAAAAAABfo/q4bEpTRcy70/s320/RachelsCookies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Max looking like an old pro. 2 kids? No problem! Thanks Ellie, Jeff and Wyatt for letting us come and meet your beautiful new baby and brother...welcome Sam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310160284808881538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbF6pQRrpYI/AAAAAAAABf4/T52HBZS4H4c/s320/DSC_0585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home with Kieran and his surprisingly sturdy balloon. It's a seat, a pillow, something to roll on...they sure make balloons tougher than they used to!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310160506333261826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbF62JhNcAI/AAAAAAAABgY/ydVMmXVHfLE/s320/DSC_0553.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-2600611300754986165?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/2600611300754986165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=2600611300754986165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/2600611300754986165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/2600611300754986165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2009/03/meeting-little-sam-flynn.html' title='Meeting little Sam Flynn'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbF6omRnUkI/AAAAAAAABfg/NmcvZxoC13o/s72-c/MomSam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-4142999937290658386</id><published>2009-03-04T10:28:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T09:36:44.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanana River Race</title><content type='html'>2009 is proving to be a busy year for us - too busy to keep up with the blog apparently. We'll see what spring brings, but I think we're all happy to have February behind us...seemed darker and colder than usual this year - I think we're just ready for spring. Speaking of spring, it may not be here officially, but the brighter evenings, the warmer temperatures and the wonderfully heavy spring snows we've been getting make it feel like another winter is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're also almost through another race season as the second to last race of the year happened last Saturday. Snow was still falling the morning of the race, the end of an overnight storm that brought another 4 or 5 inches. The temperature was mild and everyone was happy to be outside on such a beautiful day. Kieran may have been the most excited of the bunch. He was everywhere! Checking out the dog teams, following skiers, walking in the deep snow...totally happy to be there with all the pre-race activity happening around him. He tried out a mushing sled briefly...we've heard that kids start mushing in Fairbanks at around 3 or 4 years old, but their parents have to duct tape their hands to the sled handle so they don't fall off. Hmm, maybe Kieran will be sticking with skis for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309889738590301650" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbCElZEqrdI/AAAAAAAABeg/G6CmmDTdkAY/s320/DSC_0336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachel manages the race results and season standings. Can't do that without breakfast! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbCDfMNoIYI/AAAAAAAABeI/g2YZI6N4650/s1600-h/DSC_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309888532547379586" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbCDfMNoIYI/AAAAAAAABeI/g2YZI6N4650/s320/DSC_0319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The McEnteer's team, also know as "the puppies".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309889746090674450" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbCEl1A5SRI/AAAAAAAABeo/PlPPhe8r1a0/s320/DSC_0378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kieran visited with nearly all the dogs. Boy, does he love dogs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309888256865224562" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbCDPJN4R3I/AAAAAAAABdw/w5AZClb-iDA/s320/DSC_0334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radar is more of a mascot than a musher these days...and boy does he love kids. He stayed close to Kieran throughout the day, maybe more to catch nibbles from a sloppy eater than for companionship, but they were really cute together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309888524773487906" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbCDevQL9SI/AAAAAAAABd4/IBbC9LWLmzk/s320/DSC_0331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another visit - he wanted to say hi to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309888525719158242" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbCDeyxpveI/AAAAAAAABeA/DxUKx6NFWIo/s320/DSC_0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kieran and this guy were wearing the same booties. Godot is a HUGE dog! He makes Kieran look like a runt in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310157675933424930" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbF4RZdTXSI/AAAAAAAABfQ/GocMCdAqZfo/s320/DSC_0350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After an hour or so of sorting skis, dogs, harnesses, etc. Kieran was ready to get the show on the road. He stood by his chariot waiting for Max to load him up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309888539686201602" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbCDfmzp6QI/AAAAAAAABeQ/9V7a0Q8eTSo/s320/DSC_0313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off they go! Max and Kieran at the start. The course was an 8 mile loop down the Tanana River and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309889750698500866" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbCEmGLfIwI/AAAAAAAABew/-rhJVdQ7-N4/s320/DSC_0368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I borrowed a couple of dogs from our friend Tom and tried out the skijor harness Max gave me for Christmas. It was a fun stroll down the course and back. Little Knik was a real puller but he couldn't pull both me AND Siku all 8 miles...poor Siku is a bit too big and shaggy to be racing on such a warm day. He spent a lot of time rolling around in the deep snow right off the trail trying to cool off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309888243655277442" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbCDOYAYe4I/AAAAAAAABdY/Y-TQvcYWzpY/s320/DSC_0389.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the race everyone gathered around a fire cooking sausages and marshmallows on willow branches waiting for the last finishers and the results to be tallied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309888247449994946" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 213px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbCDOmJHRsI/AAAAAAAABdg/BbyfB7UkKr0/s320/DSC_0421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch. It tasted better than it looks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309888239490523714" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbCDOIfbYkI/AAAAAAAABdQ/X0Bo1NG9HQ8/s320/DSC_0436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kieran continued his exploring after the race. We couldn't believe how he was lasting out there! We were outside for almonst 6 hours and he was still going strong when we walked him back to the car to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbCC4A-TMUI/AAAAAAAABdI/CppX0-kTalE/s1600-h/DSC_0529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309887859515404610" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbCC4A-TMUI/AAAAAAAABdI/CppX0-kTalE/s320/DSC_0529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Max and Kieran came in third...again. It was later discovered that they actually tied for second, moving Max and little K up a little further in the standings. Chocolate Easter bunnies and stuffed dogs were the prizes for this race. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbCC3miFDAI/AAAAAAAABc4/4Ya68D42ZkI/s1600-h/DSC_0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309887852417715202" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbCC3miFDAI/AAAAAAAABc4/4Ya68D42ZkI/s320/DSC_0479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second place went to Brain and Emma...again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309887843861441330" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 213px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbCC3GqGqzI/AAAAAAAABcw/ER3dm3wxd9s/s320/DSC_0481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Cody won the race...again! Nice job. We're pretty certain that Paige and Cody will be running the Iditarod someday soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309887857415214770" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 213px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbCC35Jk1rI/AAAAAAAABdA/LYivhA_0Ydw/s320/DSC_0488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kieran taking care of himself. He knows what to do when you get thirsty out there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbCC2-6YCUI/AAAAAAAABco/IrZj1iXV_0Q/s1600-h/DSC_0542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309887841782204738" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 213px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbCC2-6YCUI/AAAAAAAABco/IrZj1iXV_0Q/s320/DSC_0542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was another fun race on a beautiful day. Only one more to go...then summer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310143735094067474" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbFrl7yMQRI/AAAAAAAABfI/DZfAiKq1T3k/s320/DSC_0462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-4142999937290658386?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/4142999937290658386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=4142999937290658386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4142999937290658386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/4142999937290658386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2009/03/tanana-river-race.html' title='Tanana River Race'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SbCElZEqrdI/AAAAAAAABeg/G6CmmDTdkAY/s72-c/DSC_0336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-7924388792378057979</id><published>2009-01-24T15:14:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T15:18:51.442-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Houston, I think we have a toddler</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-71bfae8a762dd8d7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D71bfae8a762dd8d7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329943814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D45D4430F03D5695001FE317FCFB625B5E4AF3AC6.65FF94F5EBCB22CD1785F60C8E797D6919C5F185%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D71bfae8a762dd8d7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyDGm7DUcfxgurQtIdOX85RfS1MA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D71bfae8a762dd8d7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329943814%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D45D4430F03D5695001FE317FCFB625B5E4AF3AC6.65FF94F5EBCB22CD1785F60C8E797D6919C5F185%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D71bfae8a762dd8d7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyDGm7DUcfxgurQtIdOX85RfS1MA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3151714391024406346-7924388792378057979?l=maxandmette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=71bfae8a762dd8d7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/feeds/7924388792378057979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3151714391024406346&amp;postID=7924388792378057979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/7924388792378057979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3151714391024406346/posts/default/7924388792378057979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxandmette.blogspot.com/2009/01/houston-i-think-we-have-toddler.html' title='Houston, I think we have a toddler'/><author><name>Max and Mette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02777990025541899362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WXRQ7htD0o/Tw9igJz51EI/AAAAAAAADY4/ihcFM0pT110/s220/Kaufmans.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3151714391024406346.post-3732628311944552523</id><published>2009-01-09T20:01:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T14:44:12.371-09:00</updated><title type='text'>A very happy new year</title><content type='html'>What a learning experience it was to put on our first birthday party for our very adorable 1 year old!  I hadn't put very much thought into it before stopping by the party store for paper hats...after all, Kieran is turning 1, not 16!  After the party store, where we were informed that some people spend upwards of $200 on balloons (just balloons!!!!) for a first birthday, I thought that maybe I should have put just a bit more thought into our little party.  As it turned out, we spent just enough thought and bought just enough balloons (6)  for our little guy on his big day.  He loved it all, even though he was a bit more shy than I would have ever expected when his guests arrived.  Luckily, he warmed up to the idea of hosting a party and turned into a most hospitable and gracious guest of honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is the day before the party getting to know his party balloons. We learned something about Kieran that we didn't know before.  Kieran LOVES balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SWguW1YUpWI/AAAAAAAABaY/viUsjnJIpxY/s1600-h/Kierans+first+balloon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SWguW1YUpWI/AAAAAAAABaY/viUsjnJIpxY/s320/Kierans+first+balloon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289528732167742818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As does Rufus.  He is an expert balloon thief. Bye bye balloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SWguXCunrnI/AAAAAAAABag/843z_VfrrDw/s1600-h/Balloon+thief.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SWguXCunrnI/AAAAAAAABag/843z_VfrrDw/s320/Balloon+thief.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289528735750925938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the morning of Kieran's birthday everyone got to work right away making food, birthday cake, cleaning house...Kieran was very impressed with the level of activity, way before the sun came up.  He was too curious and couldn't stand to be on ground level so up onto mommy's back he went...with his balloons, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SWguWfB8aeI/AAAAAAAABaI/9YrfmK4e8ag/s1600-h/Birthday+morning+with+mommy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SWguWfB8aeI/AAAAAAAABaI/9YrfmK4e8ag/s320/Birthday+morning+with+mommy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289528726168300002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma made his beautiful cake from scratch.  Carrot, with all of Kieran's favorite modes of transportation on the side and his very favorite bike on top.  Perfect.  Thanks Grandma!!  Here she is putting on the finishing touches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SWguWtI8plI/AAAAAAAABaQ/3CJlw5nqYDg/s1600-h/Gandma+finished+Kierans+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SWguWtI8plI/AAAAAAAABaQ/3CJlw5nqYDg/s320/Gandma+finished+Kierans+cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289528729955771986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the party??  He seemed to know that more was up than his birthday.  Here K is ready to ring in the new year!  At about 10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SWgt-tGpDvI/AAAAAAAABaA/f3u2O4050VY/s1600-h/Where%27s+the+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SWgt-tGpDvI/AAAAAAAABaA/f3u2O4050VY/s320/Where%27s+the+party.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289528317629239026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just waking up from his birthday morning nap, Kieran grabbed a couple of balloons from the stair railing on his way down.  Watch out daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SWgt-QvEHnI/AAAAAAAABZw/ZELl7c_A2yA/s1600-h/daddy+kieran+and+balloons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SWgt-QvEHnI/AAAAAAAABZw/ZELl7c_A2yA/s320/daddy+kieran+and+balloons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289528310014156402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was a busy blur, but a very fun one.  Kieran's older girlfriend Lola arrived and immediately took over his favorite bike.  Lola knows what she wants.  Look out Kieran!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SWgt-atgLkI/AAAAAAAABZo/0K-XfjU-PD4/s1600-h/Lola+you%27re+doing+it+wrong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SWgt-atgLkI/AAAAAAAABZo/0K-XfjU-PD4/s320/Lola+you%27re+doing+it+wrong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289528312691961410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she's so sweet!  Look out Kieran! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SWgt-JiK6hI/AAAAAAAABZg/0mHBWww9gNQ/s1600-h/Lola+takes+Kieran%27s+car+for+a+spin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SWgt-JiK6hI/AAAAAAAABZg/0mHBWww9gNQ/s320/Lola+takes+Kieran%27s+car+for+a+spin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289528308081027602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The younger ladies, Julia and Thea, weren't quite into the bike yet but they both loved Kieran's jumper swing.  Thea spent half the party jumping and laughing in it - time for Carrie and Duff to break out the jumper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SWpPfZqiatI/AAAAAAAABaw/dzF4XptjepE/s1600-h/the_girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SWpPfZqiatI/AAAAAAAABaw/dzF4XptjepE/s320/the_girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290128113183910610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lots of playing and munching it was time to blow out a candle.  This was a big moment for Kieran.  He couldn't believe we were offering him fire AND frosting - at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SWgtcovrlCI/AAAAAAAABZA/btX5jHzdZMw/s1600-h/Ooooooooo....jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azGu-Dwfreg/SWgtcovrlCI/AAAAAAAABZA/btX5jHzdZMw/s320/Ooooooooo....jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289527732343641122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kieran knows to blow when food is hot.  He isn't so keen to blow out flames.  Daddy helps before things got out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefull
