<?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-9211643800543817951</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:29:33.333-08:00</updated><category term='Swim'/><category term='Logan'/><category term='Cousins'/><category term='Tantes'/><category term='Dirtbike'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Snow'/><category term='Hunter'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Garden'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Home'/><category term='Hiking'/><category term='Camping'/><category term='Firehouse'/><title type='text'>The Caldwell's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>153</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-5731635522870338326</id><published>2012-02-15T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T10:17:58.957-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>Whirlwind of Babysitting and Birthdays......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This last weekend began with a girls with boys night, Lauren and I got together while Ryan and Mitchell went to the Beer Fest in San Francisco, and did girl stuff. First thing on the agenda was Lauren driving the men to Bart so that there wasn't any drinking and driving. So Logan and I watched Finn for about an hour an a half, that was SOOOOOO much fun! Finn is such a good baby and I can see that Logan is going to be a wonderful helper when Hunter arrives. I took Finn's socks off to check out his toes and Logan informed me that his feet were cold and handed me his socks to "put on!" (his words) Logan couldn't stop giving Finn kisses, BIG hugs, and lots of toys to play with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YBhx0ASgejo/TzvygQncKzI/AAAAAAAABEc/BlRAtOunX4Q/s1600/Finn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YBhx0ASgejo/TzvygQncKzI/AAAAAAAABEc/BlRAtOunX4Q/s640/Finn.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Finn!!!! Very interested in Logan's juice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oCgZ4kUJC9o/TzvylzTjFUI/AAAAAAAABEk/b-ox20z9jhU/s1600/Finn1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oCgZ4kUJC9o/TzvylzTjFUI/AAAAAAAABEk/b-ox20z9jhU/s640/Finn1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My favorite picture that will have to go an album to show future girlfriends!!! hahaha!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yhTwnHIxcKk/TzvypLecZxI/AAAAAAAABEs/5P3pAomZ8Ns/s1600/Finn2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yhTwnHIxcKk/TzvypLecZxI/AAAAAAAABEs/5P3pAomZ8Ns/s640/Finn2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tante Lauren told us to feed Finn carrots and well I don't have much space on my lap these days it was only fitting to try out the highchair, Finn actually liked it. When Tante Lauren got back she was amazed that Finn was sitting up so nicely in the highchair, I guess it was his first time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-opK9-5rmrFE/Tzvys11wJrI/AAAAAAAABE0/PwkAnQqhCm4/s1600/Finn3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-opK9-5rmrFE/Tzvys11wJrI/AAAAAAAABE0/PwkAnQqhCm4/s640/Finn3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The following day we headed over to our favorite 4 year old little boy's house for a lego land party adventure. We got there somewhat early to help set up the bounce house and also in hopes that Logan would eat lunch before the festivities began, that kind of took place. But since the Bounce House went up fairly fast and it was in Logan's sight there was no holding him back. He is in love with the bounce house now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aj got lots of toys and&amp;nbsp;most&amp;nbsp;of his friends and family were in attendance. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ONkmD2jY14E/Tzvy0g70kiI/AAAAAAAABE8/M88jXjeE-M8/s1600/Aj+4th+Bday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ONkmD2jY14E/Tzvy0g70kiI/AAAAAAAABE8/M88jXjeE-M8/s640/Aj+4th+Bday.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes......the weekend continues with a party at the Francos for a 7 year olds birthday dinner!! Nico is 7, OMG!!! He is so cute, sweet and was nice enough to share and play with the younger cousins, even keeping a very close eye on the youngest, Logan. Logan slipped and fell hit his head pretty good on the hardwood floor and Nico turned around and thought his sister Mia pushed him down and yelled at her. (which of course is not ok to yell at your sister, but very sweet for caring about his little cousin.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a blast and I can't get the chocolate cherry cake out of my mind! ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PIFfPG_FlGw/Tzvy6LikAZI/AAAAAAAABFE/bFqLWTk7oPQ/s1600/2012-02-13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PIFfPG_FlGw/Tzvy6LikAZI/AAAAAAAABFE/bFqLWTk7oPQ/s640/2012-02-13.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next on the calendar......somebody's Sweet 16!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-5731635522870338326?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/5731635522870338326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2012/02/whirlwind-of-babysitting-and-birthdays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5731635522870338326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5731635522870338326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2012/02/whirlwind-of-babysitting-and-birthdays.html' title='Whirlwind of Babysitting and Birthdays......'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YBhx0ASgejo/TzvygQncKzI/AAAAAAAABEc/BlRAtOunX4Q/s72-c/Finn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-3547550035102191787</id><published>2012-02-14T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T10:11:56.912-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hunter'/><title type='text'>30 Weeks!!!!!! Oh My......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;30 Weeks already? Oh my.....that means that there is only 68 days to go today. I can't believe how fast this time has gone. We are starting to put together all of the plans for where Logan will be, who to call in case I go into labor before my scheduled c-section date. Lists for what to pack in our bags are being compiled, and the nesting process is in full effect. We are still in need of your mattress but Pa has assured me he will be getting it, along with your chair just like your big brothers!!! These last weeks are going to be bittersweet, I can't wait to meet you but I LOVE feeling you move around inside. Daddy says it isn't right how much and how hard you kick but he is just amazed that you are growing inside of me. What will you look like? Will you have hair? Are your eyes going to be blue or grey? I can't wait to kiss you all over!!!! Your Dee (little Amy / Shitbird) is pretty excited to be in the delivery room with us, we have prepared her for the smells, sounds and fears I might have. She is a strong and bright young woman and assures us she is prepared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lnEKUanzAEA/TzqfXSYKXWI/AAAAAAAABEM/QItzBb0ha1M/s1600/Belly5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lnEKUanzAEA/TzqfXSYKXWI/AAAAAAAABEM/QItzBb0ha1M/s640/Belly5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Logan, your BIG brother loves you SO much already! He kisses you everyday and tells you hello by putting his finger in my belly button. He thinks it is sooooooo funny! Mommy doesn't like it but I allow it because it is his little thing to do. We are hoping that you will be a sleeper like your big brother was when he came home from the hospital but I am preparing myself for NO sleep. I take naps when Logan takes naps, sometimes, the nesting has kind of kicked those from happening. It is amazing how much you want to get done when&amp;nbsp;a second child is coming even though you prepared yourself, or I did, before the first child came. We know that what ever you are, a sleeper, an eater or not so good eater, or a cranky baby! You are ours and we LOVE you already!!!! Just be healthy with 10 fingers and ten toes and a good set of lungs and everything else will fall into place. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DqQRGisNbqA/Tzqfb86UWyI/AAAAAAAABEU/z_tK0RPwIGc/s1600/Belly6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DqQRGisNbqA/Tzqfb86UWyI/AAAAAAAABEU/z_tK0RPwIGc/s640/Belly6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you to the moon and back! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hugs &amp;amp; Kisses﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-3547550035102191787?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/3547550035102191787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2012/02/30-weeks-oh-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/3547550035102191787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/3547550035102191787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2012/02/30-weeks-oh-my.html' title='30 Weeks!!!!!! Oh My......'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lnEKUanzAEA/TzqfXSYKXWI/AAAAAAAABEM/QItzBb0ha1M/s72-c/Belly5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-2680907037266244406</id><published>2012-02-07T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T10:18:45.686-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>Party!!!! Your 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a party!!!! Lightning McQueen theme, of course, and the race began promptly at 3:30! However, the guest of honour was still taking his nap. But that was ok, family and friends were able to get there, get there beverage of choice (beer, sangria, wine or juice for the kids) and have some snacks all before the racers took off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; One of Mama's favorite pictures of the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-76VbaVtvkKI/TzFmnavTGxI/AAAAAAAABDU/rJv3R1RCgcM/s1600/2nd+Birthday5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-76VbaVtvkKI/TzFmnavTGxI/AAAAAAAABDU/rJv3R1RCgcM/s640/2nd+Birthday5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the decorations were placed just right, thanks to my helpers, Daddy, Dinha, Dee, Pa&amp;nbsp;and Nana! Mama had to take it easy, a little bit, Hunter had been acting up all week. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wR7nI63MLTw/TzFmsdHSOgI/AAAAAAAABDc/ZvW8KkbzRVI/s1600/2nd+Birthday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wR7nI63MLTw/TzFmsdHSOgI/AAAAAAAABDc/ZvW8KkbzRVI/s640/2nd+Birthday.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Precious sleeping boy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anybody who IS anybody was in attendance! Godparents, Tantes, Uncles, Nonna's, Papa Jacs, Cousins and second cousins and don't forget about your girlfriend Emily although her little sister, whom is YOUR age was home ill. Get better Allison so we can have a playdate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iiNbficIFto/TzFmxoMAVKI/AAAAAAAABDk/iJ1EWbwJ6GU/s1600/2nd+Birthday1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iiNbficIFto/TzFmxoMAVKI/AAAAAAAABDk/iJ1EWbwJ6GU/s640/2nd+Birthday1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You weren't quite sure of the bounce house at first but after about an hour you warmed up and there was NO getting you out of that thing. Ma even joined in for some bouncing fun! ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g61nwnkNoYY/TzFm5155RwI/AAAAAAAABDs/cMi_GMn536A/s1600/2nd+Birthday2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g61nwnkNoYY/TzFm5155RwI/AAAAAAAABDs/cMi_GMn536A/s640/2nd+Birthday2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After some alright hamburgers and delicious dogs it was time to come in and open some gifts! That was very chaotic for mama, super rushed, you wanted to open every toy that you unwrapped and the last and final gift was the icing on the cake! Uncle Joe got you the Lightning McQueen car!!!! Spoiled boy!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VjUZaXFzLzU/TzFm_3R1gQI/AAAAAAAABD0/yL2tNKjbnhw/s1600/2nd+Birthday3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VjUZaXFzLzU/TzFm_3R1gQI/AAAAAAAABD0/yL2tNKjbnhw/s640/2nd+Birthday3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Off to the dining room to sing "Happy Birthday!" and blow out those candles! Look at that cake Dinha made for you!!! A dusty race track complete with Lightning McQueen and Francesco, oh my, you are loved!!!! Clean-up was a breeze thanks to Nonna and Nana for all of there help making sure Mama didn't have much to do later that night or the next day. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SOPPsUOVxDk/TzFnEdqjHHI/AAAAAAAABD8/9eYLXm3_Pl8/s1600/2nd+Birthday4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SOPPsUOVxDk/TzFnEdqjHHI/AAAAAAAABD8/9eYLXm3_Pl8/s640/2nd+Birthday4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You had fun playing with Boo Boo at the table after lots of your race guests had gone home. Wearing his hat is always a fun thing for you to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FJXXlN8iLiY/TzFnIYDLJ6I/AAAAAAAABEE/DJ9BCVbON0M/s1600/2nd+Birthday6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FJXXlN8iLiY/TzFnIYDLJ6I/AAAAAAAABEE/DJ9BCVbON0M/s640/2nd+Birthday6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until next year, thank you to everyone for all of your excitement and wishes for Logan's 2nd Birthday! It was a great finish!!!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-2680907037266244406?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/2680907037266244406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2012/02/party-your-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2680907037266244406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2680907037266244406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2012/02/party-your-2.html' title='Party!!!! Your 2!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-76VbaVtvkKI/TzFmnavTGxI/AAAAAAAABDU/rJv3R1RCgcM/s72-c/2nd+Birthday5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-4470843570802586893</id><published>2012-02-05T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T10:19:10.105-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY.....YOUR 2!!!!</title><content type='html'>Dear Logan, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&amp;nbsp;cannot believe that yet another year has gone by. You are becoming such a sweet and loving little boy, sometimes a little too much of a dare devil for mama to handle but that is ok, keep it up. Everyday truly is a new day. You are talking so much and putting 3 and even 4 words together. We aren't really potty training yet, just because we know that boys take a little longer to teach but we are always asking and encouraging you to go on the potty. You tell us when you go and just the other night you surprised us and actually said yes to sitting on the potty and even a little pee came out. Daddy and I were SO excited we announced it at your party the following day. &lt;br /&gt;In just over 2 months you are going to be a big brother, not quite sure that you understand what that means but we talk about it all of the time and are sure to read you books about it. You are so good with babies, especially your baby cousin Finn. You love to give him hugs and kisses and are always trying to share your toys with him. Hopefully it will be the same for you and Hunter once he arrives. You tell mama that your racoon stuffed animal needs his diaper changed too when you need your diaper changed and I ask if you are going to help change baby Hunters and you say, "ok, yeah".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that this next year is going to be a challenging and rewarding one for all of us, I know that you are going to truly become a little more of a person with a big personality and I hope that Daddy and I can make the transition from only child to big brother, to potty trained little boy, to starting school all that much easier and rewarding for you as it will be for us. But have no fear, Logan, we will be patient with you. You will always be my first born, my baby and just as special to me as the day you were born.&lt;br /&gt;I love that you love giving big hugs to daddy saving the big hug and the kiss for mama. It is always cute of you to ask, "watch that one" while pointing your finger at all of the movies in the entertainment center. Usually you pick out one of the Toy Story collection or of course Cars or Cars 2. Going outside and chasing the chickens or picking them up and bringing them to the back door to show mama is another favorite activity, although it makes mama nervous that you are going to hurt one of them, or they may try to peck and that cute little face of yours, but you are fearless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay fearless, get dirty however and whenever you want! This time is SO short for you and you don't even know it. Before long we will be looking at Colleges, I am sure of it. I love you to the moon and back, bud! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cJWjYqA5EDQ/Ty715Nrib0I/AAAAAAAABDE/K4w7lwpl2hk/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="464" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cJWjYqA5EDQ/Ty715Nrib0I/AAAAAAAABDE/K4w7lwpl2hk/s640/035.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQ_HhGUlWYY/Ty72OrMBHiI/AAAAAAAABDM/pBOLroHvWag/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQ_HhGUlWYY/Ty72OrMBHiI/AAAAAAAABDM/pBOLroHvWag/s640/026.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love Always, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mama and Daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hugs &amp;amp; Kisses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-4470843570802586893?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/4470843570802586893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy-birthdayyour-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4470843570802586893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4470843570802586893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy-birthdayyour-2.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY.....YOUR 2!!!!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cJWjYqA5EDQ/Ty715Nrib0I/AAAAAAAABDE/K4w7lwpl2hk/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-7151185904344593293</id><published>2012-01-31T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T10:18:25.916-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Tess "the Princess" Turned 4!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is a new year and Logan is at that age now where he LOVES to be around his cousins and play, play, play. So with a new year beginning, birthday season on the Cabral family is in FULL effect! First up.........Princess Tess with a&amp;nbsp; Christmas themed birthday party. Her birthday is January 17th, so Christmas themed is just right. Santa even came to the party........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_l1oJ0lACz8/TyhdOr8OHKI/AAAAAAAABCs/VN6uxlPdTKc/s1600/Tess+4th+Birthday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_l1oJ0lACz8/TyhdOr8OHKI/AAAAAAAABCs/VN6uxlPdTKc/s640/Tess+4th+Birthday.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Before Santa came there was&amp;nbsp;pin the star on the tree and then Santa made his grand entrance while all of the kids were playing peacefully outside. Logan of course wanted nothing to do with Santa, remember &lt;a href="http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/12/visiting-santa.html"&gt;"Visiting Santa"?&lt;/a&gt; He was cool just driving around in the fisher price car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Santa invited all the kids to come inside out of the cold and play a game of musical chairs with him. Logan again kept to himself with a few other little ones playing in the other room. Which was a good thing because cake came right after musical chairs and I didn't have to be a mean / bad mama and tell him No to cake. (no worries he will get some on his birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TtPa14L58jA/TyhdVs2aefI/AAAAAAAABC0/92nZnhwD9MM/s1600/Tess+4th+Birthday1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TtPa14L58jA/TyhdVs2aefI/AAAAAAAABC0/92nZnhwD9MM/s640/Tess+4th+Birthday1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then it was time to bundle up and go back outside for the Reindeer Pinata! Yes Reindeer, remember Christmas theme party. Again Logan was happy driving around in the car, although Big Pining tried hiding it from him a couple of times, but that didn't last, my boy has skills and is too smart for that. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-duIj4xm9Txk/TyhdbEjLuCI/AAAAAAAABC8/TNAa_iRK7Tk/s1600/Tess+4th+Birthday2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-duIj4xm9Txk/TyhdbEjLuCI/AAAAAAAABC8/TNAa_iRK7Tk/s640/Tess+4th+Birthday2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Give me a week and you will see the best party of all!!!! (for the year!) Logan is turning 2! Stay tuned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-7151185904344593293?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/7151185904344593293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2012/01/tess-princess-turned-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/7151185904344593293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/7151185904344593293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2012/01/tess-princess-turned-4.html' title='Tess &quot;the Princess&quot; Turned 4!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_l1oJ0lACz8/TyhdOr8OHKI/AAAAAAAABCs/VN6uxlPdTKc/s72-c/Tess+4th+Birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-1216325410970427751</id><published>2012-01-16T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T16:41:15.671-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hunter'/><title type='text'>26 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Hunter,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I cannot believe it, just two more weeks and we will be in our third trimester, the end is approaching. I am getting sad, I won't feel you moving or rolling anymore after that. But I know that you are growing big and strong right now, your manly parts are&amp;nbsp;dropping this week, I know that might be too much information for some, but we are pretty excited about it. I am starting to get a lot of acid reflux and it is becoming VERY difficult to walk up the stairs, but once I get to the top I stop take a breath and remind myself that this is only for a short time and for good reason. Maybe you will have a full head of hair?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Logan likes to give you hugs, basically hugging my belly, and when I say, "say hello to Hunter", he puts his finger in my belly button, which these days is pretty non-existent, and gross! Yes, I DO NOT like fingers in my belly button, who does? But it is still cute and I let him do it. We are trying really hard to come up with a special gift for Logan from you for when we bring you home, what do you think he would like? A tractor? A special monster truck? Ideas please I need them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Weird dreams are starting to happen too! I will tell you all about those tonight at storytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t7tds6i4QB0/TxTBLBVuA7I/AAAAAAAABCk/MNPY7ACMPgI/s1600/Jan+20128.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t7tds6i4QB0/TxTBLBVuA7I/AAAAAAAABCk/MNPY7ACMPgI/s640/Jan+20128.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay cozy in there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love, Mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hugs and Kisses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-1216325410970427751?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/1216325410970427751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2012/01/26-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1216325410970427751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1216325410970427751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2012/01/26-weeks.html' title='26 Weeks'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t7tds6i4QB0/TxTBLBVuA7I/AAAAAAAABCk/MNPY7ACMPgI/s72-c/Jan+20128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-5429026511393854581</id><published>2012-01-14T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T15:44:34.101-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>January Camping.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, you read the Post title correctly we went camping in January!!! Are we crazy? No, just dedicated campers that's all. We have Pa to thank for the camping trip, and believe me there will be MANY more camping trips this year and the next, and the next, now that we have this!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YmRGISWZR5U/TxILdF2EVRI/AAAAAAAABA8/lhQ-sUPbWTU/s1600/Jan+20121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YmRGISWZR5U/TxILdF2EVRI/AAAAAAAABA8/lhQ-sUPbWTU/s640/Jan+20121.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's right a pop-up tent trailer, Pa got it for us for Christmas, Birthday's, New Years, Hanukkah....so and so forth! Thanks again Pa! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a wonderful drive down HWY 101 and then 1 with a sleeping boy and we just couldn't wait to get there, Kirk Creek Campground south of Monterey (way south of Monterey, 64 miles south) so there was no trip to the aquarium this time around, and get all set up. Once we did it was picture time. Mitchell took pictures of our trailer all set up, inside and out. While Logan and I munched on some homemade chocolate chip cookies and milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pwz35VCPpNY/TxILkIgnn5I/AAAAAAAABBE/KW8BMJYjDFo/s1600/Jan+2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pwz35VCPpNY/TxILkIgnn5I/AAAAAAAABBE/KW8BMJYjDFo/s640/Jan+2012.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Sunset our first night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then it was time for the boys, Logan and Daddy to build Mama a fire, to keep her and Hunter nice and warm. Logan was so excited once the fire was built he came yelling, "Mama, Mama BIG Phire!"﻿ "Phire Hot, Phire Hot!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wc2mjgiLC6o/TxILte-WkPI/AAAAAAAABBM/dFflyE-Qq28/s1600/Jan+20122.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wc2mjgiLC6o/TxILte-WkPI/AAAAAAAABBM/dFflyE-Qq28/s640/Jan+20122.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While Mama made &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/jamie-oliver/spaghetti-puttanesca-recipe/index.html"&gt;Puttanesca&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for dinner Logan rode his bike and well, Mitchell messed around more with the trailer. The weather was gorgeous, it was about 65 or warmer most days, we camped for 3 nights. Logan played in the dirt, went down to the beach once with Daddy and then Mama made the HIKE, and I mean Hike for a 6 month pregnant woman! UGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;sunset our second night!&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-brmXeTISZew/TxIL2RM3azI/AAAAAAAABBU/0HpnVz9N9VY/s1600/Jan+20123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-brmXeTISZew/TxIL2RM3azI/AAAAAAAABBU/0HpnVz9N9VY/s640/Jan+20123.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the Second night Logan was in desparate need of a bath and well with No showers at the campground, yes no showers, we did not shower for 2 1/2 days, finally by the last night we broke down and all bathed in the trailer. Yeah, it has a toilet and a shower, pretty sweet huh!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, after alot of playing in the dirt and the sand at the beach Logan wasn't the cleanest of boys! (to say the least) So I put a little bit of warm water in the sink and lathered him up with soap, he actually liked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NHRszf-T80I/TxIL7xXFk0I/AAAAAAAABBc/s6w4QW3nXu0/s1600/Jan+20124.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NHRszf-T80I/TxIL7xXFk0I/AAAAAAAABBc/s6w4QW3nXu0/s640/Jan+20124.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was our last day there, Mitchell and Logan wanted to show Mama the water and all the fish, we didn't see any fish up close anyway. It was whale migrating season and we did see some spraying but we don't have any binoculars. So they both promised me we could go at my pace down the steep hill and my pace back up the steep hill. Of course there was lots of laughing at Mama trying to catch her breath, if I wasn't pregnant that hike would have been a peace of cake, but a two pound baby pressing up against your lungs......enough said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ruj08s1a9zs/TxIMDH7BJLI/AAAAAAAABBk/KL93L4sDy08/s1600/Jan+20125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ruj08s1a9zs/TxIMDH7BJLI/AAAAAAAABBk/KL93L4sDy08/s640/Jan+20125.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mitchell swimming in the ocean......CRAZY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;January 2012 Family Photo﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tsugKzvZFl8/TxIMHmBzfKI/AAAAAAAABBs/5FCD_pmaxnA/s1600/Jan+20126.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tsugKzvZFl8/TxIMHmBzfKI/AAAAAAAABBs/5FCD_pmaxnA/s640/Jan+20126.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; sunset our last night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3E-1-uvs2cI/TxIMOwSWhwI/AAAAAAAABB0/ZUYuNZUIxSo/s1600/Jan+20127.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3E-1-uvs2cI/TxIMOwSWhwI/AAAAAAAABB0/ZUYuNZUIxSo/s640/Jan+20127.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Me catching my breath going back up the hill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was a wonderful Family trip, we got to relax, eat, camp, play yahtzee, eat, go to the beach, eat and did I mention eat. Remember I am pregnant, we love to eat. Next camping trip won't be for a few months, I am coming up on my third trimester and well, lots to get ready for! But believe me Hunter will be a camper too, just like the rest of us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-5429026511393854581?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/5429026511393854581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-camping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5429026511393854581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5429026511393854581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-camping.html' title='January Camping.....'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YmRGISWZR5U/TxILdF2EVRI/AAAAAAAABA8/lhQ-sUPbWTU/s72-c/Jan+20121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-5733186650577972723</id><published>2012-01-06T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T12:56:12.911-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>The Dentist!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Dentist! Mama is all about clean teeth and fresh breath, so it was only fitting that when it was time for Daddy and Mommy to go to the dentist, Logan would too! We were both nervous and warned Dr. Allison that Logan tends to FREAK out at the doctors office. ANY doctors office, he went with me to a baby appointment once (only once) and lost it! But he is getting older and has a habit of surprising daddy and I every day with something new he likes or wants. Well, this visit to the dentist was another one of those pleasant surprises for us. He LOVED Dr. Allison and all of the dental hygenists, and of course they loved him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was also a special treat for mommy at the dentist because not only is this the dentist office&amp;nbsp;I went to when I was around 3 years old but my dentist is Dr. Allison's dad, so now taking my baby there is an extra special treat! The entire office gets to meet yet another generation of Cabral (grand)children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mirZkg_zJOc/TwdbkHtPtLI/AAAAAAAABAs/UCffrpmgYWM/s1600/2012-01-06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mirZkg_zJOc/TwdbkHtPtLI/AAAAAAAABAs/UCffrpmgYWM/s640/2012-01-06.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He was able to show Dr. Allsion how he brushes his teeth, opens wide and smiles with his front teeth and bottom teeth together. After playing with all of her equipment and drinking lots of water, he was given a Lightning McQueen toothbrush and was allowed to pick a toy out of the toy box. We will be visiting Dr. Allison again soon for another fun visit like this and then hopefully he will be brave enough to get his teeth polished. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was quite a week of firsts for Logan too! Santa brought him a big boy booster seat to sit at the table and eat from and well, I forgot to put it up as I wasn't really ready for him to not be contained during meal time, but he surprised us once again and LOVES to sit at the table like a big boy and eat with the rest of us! He actually asks to sit in the chair throughout the day, we remind him it is just for when you are eating. He doesn't like to hear that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rcEzfSlr1ow/TwdbntmgHLI/AAAAAAAABA0/POppuYP0_qo/s1600/2012-01-061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rcEzfSlr1ow/TwdbntmgHLI/AAAAAAAABA0/POppuYP0_qo/s640/2012-01-061.jpg" width="400" /&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/9211643800543817951-5733186650577972723?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/5733186650577972723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2012/01/dentist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5733186650577972723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5733186650577972723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2012/01/dentist.html' title='The Dentist!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mirZkg_zJOc/TwdbkHtPtLI/AAAAAAAABAs/UCffrpmgYWM/s72-c/2012-01-06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-7210216653784941790</id><published>2012-01-02T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T09:40:57.300-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hunter'/><title type='text'>24 Weeks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Hunter,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is what we look like now, at 24 weeks! I can't believe how much we are growing. It is starting to get harder to roll over in bed and to especially get comfortable. You should be the size of a large EAR of Corn by now! You are still a little busy boy at night time and really busy after French Toast or Pancakes. The way that you move is so soft and slow though, nothing too out of this world. Although it is very reassuring to feel you moving around in there. We were very busy over this Christmas and New Year's holiday, I think I over did it a little too much, we were both pretty exhausted. I will take it easy for the next month! (i hope)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fH9IcCbLCG4/TwHnffSDhAI/AAAAAAAABAQ/r3OQj040rXI/s1600/Belly3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fH9IcCbLCG4/TwHnffSDhAI/AAAAAAAABAQ/r3OQj040rXI/s640/Belly3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is so excited for you to arrive, the Tante's love to feel you kick and talk to you through my belly button everytime they see us. Nana bought you all of your diapers they are the cutest colors and I have them all sized and washed and ready for your little bum! Everytime we see her, she gives us another little goody bag for you, with something for you to wear or keep you warm, and Nonna got you, your wooden letters to spell out your name on the wall of your room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just can't wait to have you in my arms, well actually I can. I am really enjoying being pregnant. We have scheduled your arrival date, Monday, April 23rd!!! What a special day that will be. I can't wait to see Logan meet you for the first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sbr_E6_n8nA/TwHnlYW-b8I/AAAAAAAABAY/jXWkCulMEkQ/s1600/Belly4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sbr_E6_n8nA/TwHnlYW-b8I/AAAAAAAABAY/jXWkCulMEkQ/s640/Belly4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As usual I am enjoying nesting, however Daddy is not. I keep him pretty busy with lists of things to do. Even though your room was Logan's (your Big Brother) and we only had to move his clothes and toys out of it, there is still lots to do to get it ready! I will take some pictures soon of your room after it is complete. However, you will be in our room for awhile, it your sweet bassinet once you arrive home. We love you and will be checking in with the doctor at the end of the month! Stay cozy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Mama &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxoxxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-7210216653784941790?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/7210216653784941790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2012/01/24-weeks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/7210216653784941790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/7210216653784941790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2012/01/24-weeks.html' title='24 Weeks!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fH9IcCbLCG4/TwHnffSDhAI/AAAAAAAABAQ/r3OQj040rXI/s72-c/Belly3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-4031500642803997952</id><published>2011-12-30T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T16:55:40.464-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>Spoiled yet again, for Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas began in the Caldwell house the day before Christmas Eve, with baking and cooking. I made Cabral Green jell-o salad, Va's famous Fudge, my famous Chocolate Chip Cookies, Deviled Eggs, Lasagna and a Quiche! Yes all of that for two different family Christmases!!!! It was the perfect day for a nesting mother to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jBq1Xvd4zqU/Tv5WvLdwsnI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/vLH7w--lqik/s1600/Christmas+20111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jBq1Xvd4zqU/Tv5WvLdwsnI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/vLH7w--lqik/s640/Christmas+20111.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas Eve started bright and early with Pa, Ma, Grandma and Grandpa Caldwell coming over for Quiche, scones, fruit salad and of course PRESENTS!!!! Logan was in heaven, ripping paper with Daddy just waiting to see what was inside. Yes he did get spoiled. His favorite gift out of everything is the art easel, believe it or not after the Art disaster, he has wanted to do nothing else but draw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tayGgiTzX3s/Tv5W2QhPPbI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/RGyI6Oyg4fY/s1600/Christmas+20112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tayGgiTzX3s/Tv5W2QhPPbI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/RGyI6Oyg4fY/s640/Christmas+20112.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve we headed over to Pining, Auntie B's and Aj's for a Lasagna and Ravioli feast and maybe some special sweet treats. There was a Christmas light walk, fun and games with all of my cousins and we recieved our matching pajama's from Nana! Then it was off to bath and bed to get, what was suppose to be a good nights sleep, before Santa Claus came with all the presents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas Morning 2011!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k5rde7sf9SU/Tv5W7001KBI/AAAAAAAAA_g/OMqdNM9f4eg/s1600/Christmas+20113.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k5rde7sf9SU/Tv5W7001KBI/AAAAAAAAA_g/OMqdNM9f4eg/s640/Christmas+20113.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(still can't put the race cars down that Uncle Joe got for me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ugXQQxRsjtA/Tv5XBmKjCeI/AAAAAAAAA_o/J8q_YYAZMxs/s1600/Christmas+20114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ugXQQxRsjtA/Tv5XBmKjCeI/AAAAAAAAA_o/J8q_YYAZMxs/s640/Christmas+20114.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boo Boo and Nana spoiled me with clothes, two pairs of shoes, clothes, Hot Wheels 4 Wheeler, Clothes and of course my annual snow globe! I had LOTS of fun with AJ, of course! We loved seeing what we got for eachother and playing with what we got for eachother too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cabral Family Christmas 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7tcm5NKZ9n4/Tv5YRdYEnLI/AAAAAAAABAE/woYrX-T6_jw/s1600/Christmas+20117.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7tcm5NKZ9n4/Tv5YRdYEnLI/AAAAAAAABAE/woYrX-T6_jw/s640/Christmas+20117.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Amy &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;, Logan &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;, AJ &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;, Jaron &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;, Karly &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zvQwbNfgi3M/Tv5XLINxfBI/AAAAAAAAA_w/6iO1nWeNrlU/s1600/Christmas+20115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zvQwbNfgi3M/Tv5XLINxfBI/AAAAAAAAA_w/6iO1nWeNrlU/s640/Christmas+20115.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Train from Santa!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas went on to continue back at our house, and yes there was more baking and cooking. I made Snickerdoodle Cookies, German Chocolate Cake, Puttanesca (an italian spaghetti), Brussel Sprouts and Mitchell's homemade Ceasar Salad, for Nonna, Papa Jac and Granny Rita. YES, more spoiling occured! Logan got his very first drill set, a couple of books and a Firehouse complete with 3 Fire Apparatus! He really enjoyed drawing with Papa Jac and Nonna on his Easel and becoming a present all wrapped up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/---RUZujIUyw/Tv5XQiQd2rI/AAAAAAAAA_4/7TYdb7rsJ5c/s1600/Christmas+20116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/---RUZujIUyw/Tv5XQiQd2rI/AAAAAAAAA_4/7TYdb7rsJ5c/s640/Christmas+20116.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that next year will bring an entirely different type of spoiling all together, and I am sure that it may be difficult for Logan to understand the meaning of these are Hunter's toys and these are Logan's toys, but as the saying goes, Boys will be boys! Yes we have taken down all the Christmas decorations and the tree and put our house back in order. We are preparing to ring in 2012, not sure mama will make it to midnight, with cider and yummy food! Thank you to everyone for making this Christmas so special and memorable, we love you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love, The Caldwell's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-4031500642803997952?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/4031500642803997952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/12/spoiled-yet-again-for-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4031500642803997952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4031500642803997952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/12/spoiled-yet-again-for-christmas.html' title='Spoiled yet again, for Christmas!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jBq1Xvd4zqU/Tv5WvLdwsnI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/vLH7w--lqik/s72-c/Christmas+20111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-2358234327500624835</id><published>2011-12-23T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T16:19:16.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Santa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Visiting Santa this year didn't exactly go how Mama wished. Logan was not happy to see the big guy, and that is putting it lightly. He had such a death grip on Daddy that as you can see from the picture, we couldn't even put him down. So Daddy and Logan got to tell Santa just what Logan wants for Christmas.........A Train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UuW_Yqh1p6A/TvUYmO5_VzI/AAAAAAAAA_E/NzAFGLRBPK4/s1600/Christmas+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UuW_Yqh1p6A/TvUYmO5_VzI/AAAAAAAAA_E/NzAFGLRBPK4/s640/Christmas+2011.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the best picture out of about 5 that were taken. I tried bribing him with a cookie to be happy or I even walked away thinking that maybe if Mama wasn't there, he might muster up some courage. Maybe next year will be different. Hopefully, as we will have two to visit Santa then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-2358234327500624835?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/2358234327500624835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/12/visiting-santa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2358234327500624835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2358234327500624835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/12/visiting-santa.html' title='Visiting Santa!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UuW_Yqh1p6A/TvUYmO5_VzI/AAAAAAAAA_E/NzAFGLRBPK4/s72-c/Christmas+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-1215324751109992391</id><published>2011-12-20T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T09:51:47.203-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hunter'/><title type='text'>22 Weeks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear Hunter,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow! Are we&amp;nbsp;really over half way there? Will we get to meet you that soon?﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WEbFPhXS3ow/TvDIg8vHI_I/AAAAAAAAA-4/qSErEPpDu_U/s1600/Belly2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WEbFPhXS3ow/TvDIg8vHI_I/AAAAAAAAA-4/qSErEPpDu_U/s640/Belly2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are feeling you kicking and squirming all of the time now. Daddy has felt it too! It is the funniest thing but as soon as his hand hits my belly or grabs me for a hug you start to give us some action. So of course he pokes at you to see if you will poke back. You two already have a bond and you aren't even here yet. You LOVE French Toast, we have to have it once a week, and vanilla ice cream with chocolate syrup and bananas is still a favorite every night. Christmas is almost here just a few more days away, and there will be lots of good things coming your way. (as in good food!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have a visit with a new doctor today, can't wait to meet who will be helping us bring you into the world. Maybe we will even find out exactly what day. Logan loves to say hello to you, through my belly button though. I am not to keen of that, I don't like little fingers poking my belly button. Logan sure thinks it's funny! Your room is ready for you, I just have to get some laundry done and get you a mattress for your crib, Aj is going to let you borrow his crib mattress. Daddy has to build a shelf for all those knick knacks I know you will be getting. Ok well, stay nice a cozy in there! We love you so much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Mama﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-1215324751109992391?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/1215324751109992391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/12/22-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1215324751109992391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1215324751109992391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/12/22-weeks.html' title='22 Weeks!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WEbFPhXS3ow/TvDIg8vHI_I/AAAAAAAAA-4/qSErEPpDu_U/s72-c/Belly2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-6088867775052499245</id><published>2011-12-19T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T15:28:06.979-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Ist Annual Cousin Cioppino</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday night was our 1st Annual Cousin Cioppino Feed, not all were in attendance however we still made the most of it! It was Cioppino for the adults and homemade pomodoro sauce for the kids. However, for some reason the kids didn't want to eat they really wanted to play. They all get along so well and play somewhat nicely with one another. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lwOqzxynMwU/Tu_GdmUIoNI/AAAAAAAAA-o/jNyKiN3oHLI/s1600/1st+Annual+Cioppino+Feed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lwOqzxynMwU/Tu_GdmUIoNI/AAAAAAAAA-o/jNyKiN3oHLI/s640/1st+Annual+Cioppino+Feed.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After dinner&amp;nbsp;Uncle Mitchell decided he would get them all riled up and rowdy while&amp;nbsp;Uncle Angelo just wanted them to sit quietly and watch a movie. It was a great night, talking about everyone's plans for Christmas and trying to arrange a time that we could all get together for Christmas, starting next year. The men were tired from a long week of work while us ladies just wanted to stay and visit and watch the kids play. &amp;nbsp;The night didn't last as long as the first cousin get together, but I am sure that January at the Franco's will bring on a different meaning to late night all together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2wzXeOXDULQ/Tu_Git5XItI/AAAAAAAAA-w/sZLVeZ8D2S4/s1600/1st+Annual+Cioppino+Feed1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2wzXeOXDULQ/Tu_Git5XItI/AAAAAAAAA-w/sZLVeZ8D2S4/s640/1st+Annual+Cioppino+Feed1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until next time, Merry Christmas and Happy Family!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(P.S. Logan's cheeks are rosy from being wind chapped and a little from running around)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-6088867775052499245?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/6088867775052499245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/12/ist-annual-cousin-cioppino.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/6088867775052499245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/6088867775052499245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/12/ist-annual-cousin-cioppino.html' title='Ist Annual Cousin Cioppino'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lwOqzxynMwU/Tu_GdmUIoNI/AAAAAAAAA-o/jNyKiN3oHLI/s72-c/1st+Annual+Cioppino+Feed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-2203235655711010671</id><published>2011-12-16T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T19:35:16.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Time DISASTER!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Logan loves to draw in the bathtub and on paper, so I thought that since we had gotten rain on Wednesday night and it was not a pretty day on Thursday that I would surprise him, for the first time, and set up his paints and paper for some finger painting. He came walking in the kitchen and was very interested in what I had set up so I showed him paint on my finger and on the paper and then.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-up3TTRyYIzI/TuwLiY7REbI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/6sHcJ9Jz-hk/s1600/Art+Time.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-up3TTRyYIzI/TuwLiY7REbI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/6sHcJ9Jz-hk/s640/Art+Time.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We put a little paint on his hand, hoping to make a handprint, however, if you can't tell from this face how disgusted he was by the fact that his "hand durty!" (his words, not mine, over and over)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SFIl08nXsPs/TuwMGpui07I/AAAAAAAAA-g/cfMTrwtMBKA/s1600/Art+Time1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SFIl08nXsPs/TuwMGpui07I/AAAAAAAAA-g/cfMTrwtMBKA/s640/Art+Time1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am sure that you can tell from this picture that he was not having IT! His hand was "durty" his foot was "durty" and he did not like the painting idea at ALL! I still saved the picture we made to remind him of this first time and what a DISASTER it turned out to be. I guess he isn't Vincent Van Gogh just yet! ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RnJimjiB-h4/TuwL2VcKdZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/33iiS1vRIHM/s1600/Art+Time2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RnJimjiB-h4/TuwL2VcKdZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/33iiS1vRIHM/s640/Art+Time2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mama will not be defeated in this, there will be much more painting lessons to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-2203235655711010671?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/2203235655711010671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/12/art-time-disaster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2203235655711010671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2203235655711010671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/12/art-time-disaster.html' title='Art Time DISASTER!!!!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-up3TTRyYIzI/TuwLiY7REbI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/6sHcJ9Jz-hk/s72-c/Art+Time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-6140079413783242907</id><published>2011-12-14T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T17:18:09.162-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hunter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Time is here!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finally after re-organizing our house, moving the office, getting Logan and all of his toys into a new room we finally had some free time, with Daddy home to go shopping for our Christmas tree. Logan was of course more interested in the camping trailer and wood chipper that was parked at the lot then the trees, but soon after learning he could walk all over and pick his very own tree out to go inside his house we managed to agree on one. (after finding a stick too!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ozf-Oq9XsE/TulJJ91q8KI/AAAAAAAAA94/6H5ag4IKAxg/s1600/Tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ozf-Oq9XsE/TulJJ91q8KI/AAAAAAAAA94/6H5ag4IKAxg/s640/Tree.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(yes he is pointing this way and that way with his fingers, we asked, "which way should we go?")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DsAe5rcNw1E/TulJNq0Ci_I/AAAAAAAAA-A/GcoAAeOpI_g/s1600/Tree1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DsAe5rcNw1E/TulJNq0Ci_I/AAAAAAAAA-A/GcoAAeOpI_g/s640/Tree1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He thinks he is something special, and so do we! What will Hunter be like next year? What will it be like to have two of them at the tree farm? Will they both look at the camera for that special Christmas picture? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nuyVf61aSHQ/TulJULQnuiI/AAAAAAAAA-I/A5jJt_Z1lv0/s1600/Tree2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nuyVf61aSHQ/TulJULQnuiI/AAAAAAAAA-I/A5jJt_Z1lv0/s640/Tree2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now the Caldwell Home is ready for Christmas, the decorations are all up, the stockings are hung, the presents are wrapped. Bring on the memories and fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-6140079413783242907?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/6140079413783242907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-time-is-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/6140079413783242907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/6140079413783242907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-time-is-here.html' title='Christmas Time is here!!!!!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ozf-Oq9XsE/TulJJ91q8KI/AAAAAAAAA94/6H5ag4IKAxg/s72-c/Tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-7309640605971694617</id><published>2011-12-08T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T12:09:46.321-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>New Room.....(part one)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Logan gets a new room!!! That's right, no more baby window treatments, no more changing table and now he gets to enjoy seeing his toys from the bars of a new crib while he sleeps! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lxXI2X9_-jY/TuEXnAZORCI/AAAAAAAAA9o/MEWFBO-Aa04/s1600/New+Room+Dec.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lxXI2X9_-jY/TuEXnAZORCI/AAAAAAAAA9o/MEWFBO-Aa04/s640/New+Room+Dec.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other day Daddy was motivated to put together the crib, which will eventually turn into a bed, for Logan to sleep in, in his big boy room. He now has a place to call his own. Complete with full closet of clothes and toys scattered all over. Mama found a dresser that we will be going to look at this weekend, hopefully daddy loves it as much as mama does, then Logan's room will almost be complete. I was very nervous to be giving him not only a new room but a new crib, you all know how much he LOVES his crib. However, Logan surprised Mitchell and I, and once he saw the new crib he asked to be in it and didn't want to be taken out while we moved all the furniture around. That night, Tuesday (Dec. 5th) was his first night in his room and it didn't phase him at all. He LOVES his new room! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_pMBRQLMcjY/TuEXq5jBttI/AAAAAAAAA9w/rW3UJNaPDQM/s1600/New+Room+Dec1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_pMBRQLMcjY/TuEXq5jBttI/AAAAAAAAA9w/rW3UJNaPDQM/s640/New+Room+Dec1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama just has to find the material to make him some curtains. Stay tuned for more pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-7309640605971694617?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/7309640605971694617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-roompart-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/7309640605971694617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/7309640605971694617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-roompart-one.html' title='New Room.....(part one)'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lxXI2X9_-jY/TuEXnAZORCI/AAAAAAAAA9o/MEWFBO-Aa04/s72-c/New+Room+Dec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-8263013184707670885</id><published>2011-12-06T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:23:46.111-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We bundled up our little man and took him out on a walk to see Christmas Lights!! Daddy had just hung ours, pictures will come, so first stop our driveway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tGuLKJt34h4/Tt5q0TfLYXI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/OPhGWaCyTmE/s1600/Lights.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tGuLKJt34h4/Tt5q0TfLYXI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/OPhGWaCyTmE/s640/Lights.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then we were off like a herd of turtles to see the neighborhood. Logan was in love everytime we saw a house with lights, however there weren't very many.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8omQrutLwkw/Tt5q4-tByeI/AAAAAAAAA9g/qJpjKLNq6Ho/s1600/Lights1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8omQrutLwkw/Tt5q4-tByeI/AAAAAAAAA9g/qJpjKLNq6Ho/s640/Lights1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hopefully we don't live in a Bah Hum Bug neighborhood. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-8263013184707670885?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/8263013184707670885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/12/lights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8263013184707670885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8263013184707670885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/12/lights.html' title='lights'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tGuLKJt34h4/Tt5q0TfLYXI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/OPhGWaCyTmE/s72-c/Lights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-126320115953102418</id><published>2011-12-02T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:24:26.047-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hunter'/><title type='text'>Hunter Joseph Caldwell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vyTIUda4jA8/TtlPN-305zI/AAAAAAAAA9A/83OgBhcFd7I/s1600/Belly1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vyTIUda4jA8/TtlPN-305zI/AAAAAAAAA9A/83OgBhcFd7I/s640/Belly1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Hunter, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We found out what you are yesterday, you have known for a couple of weeks but we were lucky enough to see all of your sweet parts yesterday. We are at just 19 weeks 3 days along. You are starting to really move around and the sweetest thing is you really start to move around when daddy puts his hand on my belly or is talking to you through my belly button. Daddy can't feel you, YET, but I sure can. We still crave bananas and chocolate, with vanilla ice cream of course, and boy you really getting excited after eating that. Water can finally quench my thirst these days, but nothing seems to suppress my appetite I can eat all day long. I wonder how big you will be? I wonder if you will be more wild than Logan or more mellow. Either way I can't wait to watch you two playing with each other. Stay cozy in there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some photos of you from yesterday, these are just a few of what we were given.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fe8SSJcCfs0/TtlPXwyzZCI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/v4_9QVQKUgU/s1600/Baby1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fe8SSJcCfs0/TtlPXwyzZCI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/v4_9QVQKUgU/s640/Baby1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hunter Joseph Caldwell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(due date April 22, 2012)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-126320115953102418?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/126320115953102418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/12/hunter-joseph-caldwell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/126320115953102418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/126320115953102418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/12/hunter-joseph-caldwell.html' title='Hunter Joseph Caldwell'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vyTIUda4jA8/TtlPN-305zI/AAAAAAAAA9A/83OgBhcFd7I/s72-c/Belly1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-5881026070640920513</id><published>2011-11-25T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:24:44.545-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving, Gobble Gobble!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanksgiving, my favorite Holiday for a number of different reasons, just to name a couple, the meal, the colors of fall, my birthday! This one was fabulous, it started out on Saturday celebrating with the Caldwell's. I made homemade spaghetti and meatballs, special request from Peri, and Mitchell made a beautiful and delicious Prime Rib. Logan was of course the center of attention, talking and playing up a storm. Couldn't have asked for a better evening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UvW3HwnSJ3A/Ts_gxRg5hfI/AAAAAAAAA8w/xypdVlcIlhc/s1600/1st+Thanksgiving2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UvW3HwnSJ3A/Ts_gxRg5hfI/AAAAAAAAA8w/xypdVlcIlhc/s640/1st+Thanksgiving2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thanksgiving day we were equally blessed with a fabulous dinner made by Nonna and Papa Jac, it was sure nice to show up and be catered to, although I missed getting all of my pretty dishes out for Nonna. But look at how beautiful her table was, she sure knows how to decorate. Of course we had a traditional Thanksgiving feast, TURKEY, Mitchell made the homemade cranberry sauce which Logan seemed to really enjoy. I took lots of left overs home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cLzbqfHJKtU/Ts_g5vozigI/AAAAAAAAA84/KFsUdiQ170Q/s1600/Thanksgiving+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cLzbqfHJKtU/Ts_g5vozigI/AAAAAAAAA84/KFsUdiQ170Q/s640/Thanksgiving+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We hope all of you had a wonderful Thanksgiving! Can't wait for Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-5881026070640920513?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/5881026070640920513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-gobble-gobble.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5881026070640920513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5881026070640920513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-gobble-gobble.html' title='Thanksgiving, Gobble Gobble!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UvW3HwnSJ3A/Ts_gxRg5hfI/AAAAAAAAA8w/xypdVlcIlhc/s72-c/1st+Thanksgiving2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-7135148488768846151</id><published>2011-11-18T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:25:01.975-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hunter'/><title type='text'>Baby and I......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NSkTtdFrPus/Tsbo14MGbFI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Z2QRUNioPd4/s1600/Belly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NSkTtdFrPus/Tsbo14MGbFI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Z2QRUNioPd4/s640/Belly.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Baby, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yup, this is what we look like now! I can't believe how much our belly has popped out in the last couple of weeks. I started to feel flutters a couple of weeks ago. But yesterday I felt you moving all day, I think it was because of the French Toast and OJ for breakfast and then the Glucose test a couple of hours after that and maybe the Reeses Peanut Butter cups I couldn't say "no" to! I am sure it is a safe bet to say that you will be affected by caffine and sugar just like your mama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We will find out what you are in a couple of weeks and I am starting to get VERY excited for that. There is a 50/50 bet going on what you are, I keep telling everyone you are healthy and that is all that matters, but some are determined you are a.......girl. Only time will tell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love you and stay cozy in that belly! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-7135148488768846151?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/7135148488768846151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/11/baby-and-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/7135148488768846151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/7135148488768846151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/11/baby-and-i.html' title='Baby and I......'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NSkTtdFrPus/Tsbo14MGbFI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Z2QRUNioPd4/s72-c/Belly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-5271909469219897067</id><published>2011-11-10T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:25:24.084-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Va, You are missed!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cbSWUwwsrkE/TrwUOIkVT8I/AAAAAAAAA7w/mQ0Ati0Sox8/s1600/Va+Bday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cbSWUwwsrkE/TrwUOIkVT8I/AAAAAAAAA7w/mQ0Ati0Sox8/s640/Va+Bday.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We sat beside your bedside,&lt;/div&gt;Our hearts were crushed&lt;br /&gt;and sore;&lt;br /&gt;We did our best to the end,&lt;br /&gt;'Til we could do no more.&lt;br /&gt;In tears we watched&lt;br /&gt;you sinking,&lt;br /&gt;We watched you fade away;&lt;br /&gt;And though our hearts&lt;br /&gt;were breaking,&lt;br /&gt;We knew you could not stay.&lt;br /&gt;You left behind some&lt;br /&gt;aching hearts,&lt;br /&gt;That loved you most sincere;&lt;br /&gt;We never shall and never will&lt;br /&gt;Forget you Mother dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Va, we miss you so very much! Thankfully we each have very fond and special memories of times spent with you. You truly have been a wonderful Grandmother, friend and mentor to each of us and we thank you so very much for always being honest and true. We have been spending every waking day and night at your home all week to plan and reflect on all of the times we have had with you. It isn't the same being there without you but there is the sweetest comfort knowing we are in your home. You are missing seeing all of your great-grandchildren playing and running about the house, but we know you are watching from above. We promise to always be together so that you may see how happy you have made us all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mandy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6UiHjI2gw3Q/TrwXloZRigI/AAAAAAAAA74/7fzjukPCETc/s1600/Va+Bday1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6UiHjI2gw3Q/TrwXloZRigI/AAAAAAAAA74/7fzjukPCETc/s640/Va+Bday1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-5271909469219897067?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/5271909469219897067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/11/va-you-are-missed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5271909469219897067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5271909469219897067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/11/va-you-are-missed.html' title='Va, You are missed!!!!!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cbSWUwwsrkE/TrwUOIkVT8I/AAAAAAAAA7w/mQ0Ati0Sox8/s72-c/Va+Bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-2756483445663679861</id><published>2011-11-02T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:25:45.103-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>Library</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tuesday morning Logan and I took down Halloween decorations, only Halloween, we left up all the fall stuff, ate a good breakfast and got dressed and headed to the Library. Logan's 1st visit to the library was exhausting. He LOVES books, actually that is an understatement, he is infatuated with books, so as soon as we walked in, he wanted to pull all of them off the shelf and show me every one. I kept hear, "Mama buk, Mama buk!" Pointing, grabbing, tugging, it was too cute. But he was in store for quite a surprise, it was Storytime and there were 10 other little kids there to listen as well. We walked over and introduced ourselves to Miss Susan, made a name tag and grabbed a comfy seat in the corner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hGtnkU1PtJE/TrGd-5ndSWI/AAAAAAAAA7g/vEwRtUn9Jw8/s1600/Library.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hGtnkU1PtJE/TrGd-5ndSWI/AAAAAAAAA7g/vEwRtUn9Jw8/s640/Library.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Reading, singing, dancing and more reading. It was wonderful! He wanted to look at the books on the shelf more than listen to Miss Susan but I am sure that next week will be better. His patience and understanding that he gets to pick out 4 books after Storytime and take them home will soon be remembered, right????? (4 books is my limit, not sure if the library has a limit)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2vYp-vwHu6M/TrGeCrenAgI/AAAAAAAAA7o/qqSmNN2pOUc/s1600/Library1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2vYp-vwHu6M/TrGeCrenAgI/AAAAAAAAA7o/qqSmNN2pOUc/s640/Library1.jpg" width="640" /&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/9211643800543817951-2756483445663679861?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/2756483445663679861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/11/library.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2756483445663679861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2756483445663679861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/11/library.html' title='Library'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hGtnkU1PtJE/TrGd-5ndSWI/AAAAAAAAA7g/vEwRtUn9Jw8/s72-c/Library.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-2540239423085686038</id><published>2011-11-01T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:30:06.907-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Halloweeeeeeeen!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Halloween 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_GlZjugJtnY/TrBdaNAm5BI/AAAAAAAAA64/GUGLUcmXb88/s1600/Halloween+Night.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_GlZjugJtnY/TrBdaNAm5BI/AAAAAAAAA64/GUGLUcmXb88/s640/Halloween+Night.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NASA Astronaut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The morning started out early with a visit to Pa's office. Each floor and each office had a different theme and well as you can see from the pictures the County went ALL out! Pa's office was birthday theme as you walked around every cubicle was celebrating a different birthday. Logan loved his age cubicle because it was equipped with teddy bears, baby dolls, stuffed animals and toys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Tax Collector's office was jungle theme and Logan rode around in a safari jeep, (well it didn't move, but he pretended it did). The basement had a Harley Davidson theme and well, BIKE city and Bar, yes a Bar with homemade Rootbeer! ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xN2hVPDh_dI/TrBdjFIH_1I/AAAAAAAAA7A/_buyeXTh1wo/s1600/Halloween+Night1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xN2hVPDh_dI/TrBdjFIH_1I/AAAAAAAAA7A/_buyeXTh1wo/s640/Halloween+Night1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That night the festivities continued with all of Logan's peeps showing up for the homemade Lasagna mama made, and cupcakes and brownies. Boo Boo came with a wig, Pa brought all the candy, Nonna brought Granny Rita and a delicious smelling candle for Mama, she knows how I luv my candles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zfpVjIKLYiM/TrBdpa1dFbI/AAAAAAAAA7I/iTimYMG9sBA/s1600/Halloween+Night2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zfpVjIKLYiM/TrBdpa1dFbI/AAAAAAAAA7I/iTimYMG9sBA/s640/Halloween+Night2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LETOfQ5qUbg/TrBdvIt-z_I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Z1m0Dve6c-U/s1600/Halloween+Night3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LETOfQ5qUbg/TrBdvIt-z_I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Z1m0Dve6c-U/s640/Halloween+Night3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Four Generations of Caldwell Men! Look at how handsome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xIW3OePDzoY/TrBd0UNlckI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/FDhqM6cHYgM/s1600/Halloween+Night4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xIW3OePDzoY/TrBd0UNlckI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/FDhqM6cHYgM/s640/Halloween+Night4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uncle Bruce and Aunt Nell made the trip all the way from Georgia to see Logan go out Trick-or-treating, well really it was for Grandma Caldwell's 86th Birthday. Happy Birthday Grandma, we love you! Logan did not care for Trick-or-treating, I think it was going out in the dark and not knowing what to expect, plus our streets were filled with kids. I am sure next year will be a different story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-2540239423085686038?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/2540239423085686038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloweeeeeeeen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2540239423085686038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2540239423085686038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloweeeeeeeen.html' title='Halloweeeeeeeen!!!!!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_GlZjugJtnY/TrBdaNAm5BI/AAAAAAAAA64/GUGLUcmXb88/s72-c/Halloween+Night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-4381938706589365006</id><published>2011-10-30T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:26:25.173-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>Western Railway Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On Saturday morning we surprised Logan with Daddy having the day off and we took a trip to the Western Railway Museum in Solano County, it was there 14th Annual Pumpkin Patch Festival. Although we had already taken him earlier in the month to the Pumpkin Patch we though it only fitting since an authentic (re-built) train ride was on the schedule. Not only that but there was hay bale fort, hay rides, live music, games and much more to do at the Pumpkin Patch. A fun filled day for a fun filled boy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We arrived promptly at 10 am, as the train was scheduled to depart at 10:30. Logan was beside himself when he saw all of the trains. The conductor was sure that he was crying because he was scared, but Mama knew better, he was excited on wanted on that train. Luckily once I told her that she insisted that we board 15 minutes early and enjoy our seats on the train. Which we did, as you can see.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1l34deou_44/Tq3nhyUjNbI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/yNmdHxMTi94/s1600/Western+Railway+Museum+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1l34deou_44/Tq3nhyUjNbI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/yNmdHxMTi94/s640/Western+Railway+Museum+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a-MdhQ98yik/Tq3no5BvxwI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/qPGxNwIBSyA/s1600/Western+Railway+Museum+20111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a-MdhQ98yik/Tq3no5BvxwI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/qPGxNwIBSyA/s640/Western+Railway+Museum+20111.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Logan didn't quite understand what the ticket was he was holding was all about but we promised him the train would be taking off shortly and he would hear the bell ring. Sure enough promptly at 10:30 the train departed and we made the 5 mile treck out into the country (about 20 minutes) to visit the pumpkin patch and festivities. There was so much to see and do Logan didn't know where to begin. But Daddy did, the hay fort of course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l25-YLbz9mY/Tq3nt6T680I/AAAAAAAAA6g/pN2weNoOGLY/s1600/Western+Railway+Museum+20112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l25-YLbz9mY/Tq3nt6T680I/AAAAAAAAA6g/pN2weNoOGLY/s640/Western+Railway+Museum+20112.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then it was off to the Pony rides.........Logan's horses name was Prince. I thought that was well suited for my little Prince. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FEaHnABYreQ/Tq3n0qc1OgI/AAAAAAAAA6o/giBmN0utLiQ/s1600/Western+Railway+Museum+20113.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FEaHnABYreQ/Tq3n0qc1OgI/AAAAAAAAA6o/giBmN0utLiQ/s640/Western+Railway+Museum+20113.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We walked around and enjoyed looking at the animals in the petting zoo, Logan was quite enamoured by all the kids his age there. Running around hugging little kids he didn't even know. Too cute! Once we could tell he was all tuckered out and Mama and baby giraffe (that is the baby in my belly) were quite hungry it was time to head home and get some lunch and put Logan down for his nap. So we headed back up the hill to await the next train to depart to take us home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wuAsCPUmNL8/Tq3n53UJBlI/AAAAAAAAA6w/rKusPtG0FzQ/s1600/Western+Railway+Museum+20114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wuAsCPUmNL8/Tq3n53UJBlI/AAAAAAAAA6w/rKusPtG0FzQ/s640/Western+Railway+Museum+20114.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We will be making this an annual Caldwell family tradition that is for sure. Although we will be bringing a picnic lunch with us next year and hang out longer. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-4381938706589365006?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/4381938706589365006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/10/western-railway-museum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4381938706589365006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4381938706589365006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/10/western-railway-museum.html' title='Western Railway Museum'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1l34deou_44/Tq3nhyUjNbI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/yNmdHxMTi94/s72-c/Western+Railway+Museum+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-1437396277829039191</id><published>2011-10-22T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:26:48.243-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>Fall Decorations....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a few pictures of how we decorate....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--IjZghvzDEE/TqMpbTBprJI/AAAAAAAAA6A/BOJLPcQvvs8/s1600/20114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--IjZghvzDEE/TqMpbTBprJI/AAAAAAAAA6A/BOJLPcQvvs8/s640/20114.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JQg7FFoGi-g/TqMpgsCv8GI/AAAAAAAAA6I/deEPwTaYkeA/s1600/20115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JQg7FFoGi-g/TqMpgsCv8GI/AAAAAAAAA6I/deEPwTaYkeA/s640/20115.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can you find Logan's first Arts &amp;amp; Crafts???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-1437396277829039191?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/1437396277829039191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/10/fall-decorations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1437396277829039191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1437396277829039191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/10/fall-decorations.html' title='Fall Decorations....'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--IjZghvzDEE/TqMpbTBprJI/AAAAAAAAA6A/BOJLPcQvvs8/s72-c/20114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-702962208607735198</id><published>2011-10-18T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:30:28.534-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fall, Autumn, Harvest, whatever time of year you call it, it is FABULOUS!!! My favorite time of year, the colors, the smell, the endless decorating ideas we are in love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First stop was to Pa's house for his pumpkin patch, he sure grew alot of pumpkins this year for his grandson. (by mistake, yes by mistake, a volunteer plant started growing in early spring and well Pa just had to water to see what new species he was growing. Turns out it was a volunteer pumpkin, but not just 1 pumpkin, 50, YES 50 from a volunteer plant. Logan went over and had the pick of the patch, we took home 10, but I think we will be going back for more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-csEDMEdYU8Q/Tp33h6HpesI/AAAAAAAAA5g/0EKm-TUj2V4/s1600/2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-csEDMEdYU8Q/Tp33h6HpesI/AAAAAAAAA5g/0EKm-TUj2V4/s640/2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then a week later, we met up with Logan's best buddy and cousin AJ at our annual spot, Stanley Lane. The boys had fun picking pumpkins, riding in the wagon, checking out the pigs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-03IjT7q-KI8/Tp33ikvLGWI/AAAAAAAAA5o/MRqKL_IT0xI/s1600/20111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-03IjT7q-KI8/Tp33ikvLGWI/AAAAAAAAA5o/MRqKL_IT0xI/s640/20111.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Climbing &lt;strong&gt;on&lt;/strong&gt; the hay fort and &lt;strong&gt;in&lt;/strong&gt; the hay fort. Throwing eachother down in the hay and&amp;nbsp;dragging around in the hay. To be young and not have allergies yet. Climbing on the tractors and driving them&amp;nbsp;WAS there absolute favorite part though.&amp;nbsp;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sf3OaOrW-BQ/Tp33jZBWVjI/AAAAAAAAA5w/U2iiDw2xfTk/s1600/20112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sf3OaOrW-BQ/Tp33jZBWVjI/AAAAAAAAA5w/U2iiDw2xfTk/s640/20112.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a gorgeous day, warm and musty out and perfect for picking all those festive pumpkins for our home. Mama and baby were hungry though after all that walking around, so off to Mary's Pizza it was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x_1gJTPSU40/Tp33kLDHHSI/AAAAAAAAA54/rNN0c9g3uFM/s1600/20113.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x_1gJTPSU40/Tp33kLDHHSI/AAAAAAAAA54/rNN0c9g3uFM/s640/20113.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stay tuned for post of our Halloween decorations and crafts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-702962208607735198?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/702962208607735198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkin-patch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/702962208607735198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/702962208607735198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch!!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-csEDMEdYU8Q/Tp33h6HpesI/AAAAAAAAA5g/0EKm-TUj2V4/s72-c/2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-3152856433045009422</id><published>2011-10-12T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:27:29.703-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hunter'/><title type='text'>A Heartbeat......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Heartbeat.......Yes it is true we are having another baby! I heard the hearbeat for the first time the other day, and of course it brought tears to my eyes. I remember when we heard Logan's for the first time, this was just as special. I am blessed and so lucky to be having another baby. Although it hasn't been easy for Mitchell and I to get pregnant we are so excited that we are being given the chance to go through it all again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This pregnancy has been a scary one for us. We went through IVF (In Vitro Fertilization) again this time and transferred two very healthy embryos. When we took our first pregnancy test at about 4&amp;nbsp;weeks, we were so excited to hear the "Your Pregnant" results from our nurse Laura, our numbers were really high and she told us there could be a possibility of twins. (that made us a little nervous) The next blood test was another good one, our numbers were climbing just like they should be, we could breath a little easier now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At almost 6&amp;nbsp;weeks Mitchell and I were getting ready to have an afternoon date, when all of a sudden like a ton of bricks I was having some major cramping, I had to lay down it was like I was in labor. Of course this was followed by lots of blood, when we called the nurse she said that there was nothing we could do except wait. Yeah, that is really what I wanted to do! She said that coming in or doing blood work wouldn't give them a definitive answer. I just kept thinking this was a nightmare, how could I be given this last chance and then have it taken away. Positive thoughts was what everyone kept telling me, there were lots of tears and sleepless nights for the next few days. I was still having morning, well all day sickness, so that was a good sign. I just knew deep down that I was still pregnant, but the bleeding wouldn't stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally on Thursday, Sept. 1st we went in for our ultrasound, and were given EXCITING news, there was still a baby there, with a very strong heartbeat, 134 beats per minute.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They told me to expect bleeding, but that I shouldn't have any clotting or cramping, nothing should change from what I have been experiencing. Unfortunatly for the next two weeks it was still a roller coaster ride, still bleeding and a lot of taking it easy, with Logan running around and wanting to be picked up. I had quite a few ultrasounds in those two weeks, I needed some serious piece of mind. I know right......the saga continues, they&amp;nbsp;are pretty confident that I was pregnant with twins and miscarried one of them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But rest assured I am now 12 weeks and 2 days and I am starting to feel like myself, only pregnant!!!! My belly is&amp;nbsp;HUGE, for 3 months, but that is typical I hear for the second or third pregnancies. I am trusting that my body knows what it is doing and I have an amazing support system. My family and friends have been here to take care of me and Logan and make sure that my positive and happy thoughts remain. Having babies has always been one of my dreams and I am getting to make those dreams reality. Thank you, we couldn't do this without all of you!!!! Here is a picture of our healthy baby, a few weeks ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0lyTQqJLiwo/TpXEPxkadZI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/q1q8VDVmqNk/s1600/IMG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0lyTQqJLiwo/TpXEPxkadZI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/q1q8VDVmqNk/s640/IMG.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our little giraffe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(check the sidebar for babies growth updates)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-3152856433045009422?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/3152856433045009422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/10/heartbeat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/3152856433045009422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/3152856433045009422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/10/heartbeat.html' title='A Heartbeat......'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0lyTQqJLiwo/TpXEPxkadZI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/q1q8VDVmqNk/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-4806996251425087760</id><published>2011-09-29T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:27:46.494-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>Train Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last weekend we finally had a family day! Just the three of us, Mitchell has been working like crazy taking Engineer exam after Engineer exam and after it being over, and him passing ( YAY!!!!!) We thought, Logan and I that is, that we would take him to lunch at a little brewery in Sonoma, Hopmonk. But you can't take a 19 month old (almost 20 months) to Sonoma, pass Train Town and not go there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAKp8nSfvZo/ToU3djBCVhI/AAAAAAAAA5I/X_3Abu6KRU4/s1600/Train+Town.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAKp8nSfvZo/ToU3djBCVhI/AAAAAAAAA5I/X_3Abu6KRU4/s640/Train+Town.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, after lunch we headed over to Train Town for Logan's very first train ride and visit. Of course it really isn't all that, but he absolutely LOVED it. He loved riding on the trains, feeding the animals, riding on the train through dark tunnels, and seeing all the other little kids. We didn't hang out to do any of the rides that they have, swings, airplanes, ferris wheel, carousel, because they only had one conductor for all the rides. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vLhyjUrIw1g/ToU3kFMaeKI/AAAAAAAAA5M/NKC83UHGmjA/s1600/Train+Town1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vLhyjUrIw1g/ToU3kFMaeKI/AAAAAAAAA5M/NKC83UHGmjA/s640/Train+Town1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We will definatly be going back just for Logan and recommend that any parent take there child! It is an inexpensive close activity to do and the excitement that they get is what it is all about. Next stop is the Railroad Museum or maybe the SF Zoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mX7u4MTe67Y/ToU3o2eXx0I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/Pzj4jRqtaCs/s1600/Train+Town2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mX7u4MTe67Y/ToU3o2eXx0I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/Pzj4jRqtaCs/s640/Train+Town2.jpg" width="640" /&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/9211643800543817951-4806996251425087760?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/4806996251425087760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/09/train-town.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4806996251425087760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4806996251425087760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/09/train-town.html' title='Train Town'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAKp8nSfvZo/ToU3djBCVhI/AAAAAAAAA5I/X_3Abu6KRU4/s72-c/Train+Town.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-8954474342977528504</id><published>2011-09-16T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:28:02.295-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>Eggs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cacciatore, you did it!!!! We moved our coop to the other side of the yard on Monday, to give the girls a little more shade. It turns out it was only for the shade, Cacciatore surprised us and has been laying eggs since Tuesday! Yes an egg a day, that is pretty typical for a chicken. She sure does talk too when she is laying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mC1rATpLbEc/TnOudpIoxYI/AAAAAAAAA48/Ht26yf6cdtk/s1600/Chickens4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mC1rATpLbEc/TnOudpIoxYI/AAAAAAAAA48/Ht26yf6cdtk/s640/Chickens4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See how cute they are!!!! Can't wait to try them when Mitchell gets off duty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fnWfovdil-A/TnOuh26seAI/AAAAAAAAA5A/ew6AD7bWwko/s1600/Chickens5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fnWfovdil-A/TnOuh26seAI/AAAAAAAAA5A/ew6AD7bWwko/s640/Chickens5.jpg" width="640" /&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/9211643800543817951-8954474342977528504?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/8954474342977528504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/09/eggs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8954474342977528504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8954474342977528504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/09/eggs.html' title='Eggs!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mC1rATpLbEc/TnOudpIoxYI/AAAAAAAAA48/Ht26yf6cdtk/s72-c/Chickens4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-2723005628023026861</id><published>2011-08-11T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:28:29.243-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>Beach, Dirtbike, Cousins and The Napa Town &amp; Country Fair......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mitchell just had Eight (YES 8) Wonderful days off, to spend some R&amp;amp;R with his family!!! Logan and I. So it was only fitting that we head over to the beach for one of those days! We took a special girl with us whom now has a new name. For some reason grandparents, aunts, uncles, god-parents and cousins all wish to be called that one special name, but it never fails that the child will and does come up with there own name. This certain somebody had a little help coming up with her name......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3rzWvqB0mho/TkSgWPadpUI/AAAAAAAAA4M/T2qHR43J4qU/s1600/1st+Beach6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3rzWvqB0mho/TkSgWPadpUI/AAAAAAAAA4M/T2qHR43J4qU/s640/1st+Beach6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;we liked to call her Diva, cause that is exactly what she is! However, Logan decided this weekend to change it to an even more special name, "Dee". Which I find to be very sweet and true! She is a mini Dee! (or as I like to call her "shitbird") Yes they both fell asleep in the car, on the way to the beach!!!! We hadn't even been on the road 30 minutes, mind you it was only 10 am and they were both passed out. Logan for obvious reasons, he is still growing, Shitbird however, well........she is a teenager. (enough said, I feel a yearbook photo opportunity when she graduates.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a blast, looking for seashells, building sandcastles so Logan can stomp them down with his shovel, chasing seagulls which decided to eat my Hershey's bars directly from Logan's diaper bag while we took a stroll down the beach! (I was not happy!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QDYWwrHY0W0/TkSggLlgJeI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/BdJU4GMfMmc/s1600/1st+Beach7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QDYWwrHY0W0/TkSggLlgJeI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/BdJU4GMfMmc/s640/1st+Beach7.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our big boy!!! 1 1/2, I just can't believe it!!!! Time is flying by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Y0fRI3wZXY/TkSgjElcmuI/AAAAAAAAA4U/nMRKZdDmk3w/s1600/1st+Beach8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Y0fRI3wZXY/TkSgjElcmuI/AAAAAAAAA4U/nMRKZdDmk3w/s640/1st+Beach8.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back at home Mitchell put Logan's training wheels on his dirtbike and now he wears his big boy helmet. (THANK YOU, PA!!!!!!) Mitchell is enjoying teaching him where the throttle is now, but NOW I am being informed that there is NO kit to adjust the throttle!!! Pa is going to rig something up to put this mama's heart just a little at ease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--KmAttOUj_c/TkSgtf0c7LI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/uYwVPvCExJw/s1600/Dirtbike5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--KmAttOUj_c/TkSgtf0c7LI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/uYwVPvCExJw/s640/Dirtbike5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy went back to work and the house was too quiet, so when Joey called and said he needed a babysitter, I found it only fitting to offer to take my godchildren to the fair. Not just ANY fair, my fair, Napa Town &amp;amp; Country Fair that is, on opening day!!!! Logan was thrilled to have Karly and Jaron over for dinner, bath and bedtime!!! The next morning once Logan was up, I let Jaron and Karly&amp;nbsp;go in and surprise him that they were still here. He was so excited he wouldn't even come to me to get him out of his crib, he said "no Jarrrrin!" Look at that grip and grin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x8JYLj0dEGk/TkSgxnnssCI/AAAAAAAAA4c/S7bw4nqivag/s1600/Cousins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x8JYLj0dEGk/TkSgxnnssCI/AAAAAAAAA4c/S7bw4nqivag/s640/Cousins.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After a nice big breakfast, diaper bag&amp;nbsp;packed and comfy shoes on my feet we set out for the fair tickets in hand. The only thing we&amp;nbsp;were missing&amp;nbsp;was ride bracelets, but don't worry they came shortly after a&amp;nbsp;visit around the barn a silly photo op, and down the midway we went. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZABdMowMSU/TkShAvALJ9I/AAAAAAAAA4k/XQEYvie1nhI/s1600/Napa+Fair+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZABdMowMSU/TkShAvALJ9I/AAAAAAAAA4k/XQEYvie1nhI/s640/Napa+Fair+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't know what daredevils I had for godchildren.....Karly and Jaron will go on anything!!! Except the zipper, but only because Karly didn't want to and they wouldn't allow Jaron on he was still too small. They went on it all, Bumper Cars, The Hammer, Starship 2000, Surfs Up, Tornado, Wet &amp;amp; Wild, Bumper Cars, Silver Streek, did I mention Bumper Cars? Not just once either, at least half a dozen times EACH!!! ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fxVhZcMRWT4/TkShHdvq4DI/AAAAAAAAA4o/8s3O3XliobM/s1600/Napa+Fair+20111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fxVhZcMRWT4/TkShHdvq4DI/AAAAAAAAA4o/8s3O3XliobM/s640/Napa+Fair+20111.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you heard of Walk on Water? Apparently it is the new cool thing. You wouldn't catch me getting in this thing. It is a pool filled with water and then these giant beach balls blown up with a blower, (yeah like a leaf blower) then you crawl inside the beach ball and you are zipped in it!! I am not kidding, and of course these two wanted to do, so they suckered me in to paying for this. After they were inside these things I was re-thinking that move. SO WAS LOGAN!!! He obviously was worried about them too! See?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MyXet1au5NA/TkShMtEm6eI/AAAAAAAAA4s/rQzjEB05vE4/s1600/Napa+Fair+20112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MyXet1au5NA/TkShMtEm6eI/AAAAAAAAA4s/rQzjEB05vE4/s640/Napa+Fair+20112.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;CORNDOG!!! That is all I have to say! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OcJ8S2S549g/TkShP80woCI/AAAAAAAAA4w/UtShEEqsTc8/s1600/Napa+Fair+20113.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OcJ8S2S549g/TkShP80woCI/AAAAAAAAA4w/UtShEEqsTc8/s640/Napa+Fair+20113.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Logan was allowed on only two of the rides in the kiddie section! The Train and the Elephant, poor little buddy, but he loved them. Jaron and Karly were troopers too and went on them with him since I didn't want to let any of them out of my site. Plus, I am not a rides person. Maybe when Logan gets older and if he begs me to! But I think I will leave the carnival, Disneyland and all rides to his Dad or any other brave soul. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iOuGCtrJ41w/TkShVjV1z3I/AAAAAAAAA40/nVfGjg8vKJE/s1600/Napa+Fair+20114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iOuGCtrJ41w/TkShVjV1z3I/AAAAAAAAA40/nVfGjg8vKJE/s640/Napa+Fair+20114.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sixFgDU1_N8/TkShbHjF70I/AAAAAAAAA44/A65SBjtlQO8/s1600/Napa+Fair+20115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sixFgDU1_N8/TkShbHjF70I/AAAAAAAAA44/A65SBjtlQO8/s640/Napa+Fair+20115.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a blast! But we were all exhausted by the time we left. All Day at the fair is tiring, especially with no re-inforcements!!! But we will be braving another day this weekend, just Logan, Mitchell and I. Anybody want to join us? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-2723005628023026861?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/2723005628023026861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/08/beach-dirtbike-cousins-and-napa-town.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2723005628023026861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2723005628023026861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/08/beach-dirtbike-cousins-and-napa-town.html' title='Beach, Dirtbike, Cousins and The Napa Town &amp; Country Fair......'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3rzWvqB0mho/TkSgWPadpUI/AAAAAAAAA4M/T2qHR43J4qU/s72-c/1st+Beach6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-5378499823751747566</id><published>2011-07-30T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:28:49.884-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>1st Haircut!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well we finally broke down and did it! That's right, we got Logan his first haircut. After months of being told by most of his Aunts, Uncles and Grandparents (thank you to all of you!) we did it. We hired a hairdresser to cut Logan's hair. But not just ANY hairdresser, the BEST, her name is Dede and she specializes in children and people with disabilities, plus she travels to you. Yup! She came to the house on Friday afternoon around 4 o'clock and cut our babies hair. Well, he isn't a baby anymore thanks to the haircut. Now he is a true toddler, or in my eyes could be starting kindegarten this month, that is how grown up he looks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See the before.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m3KZdp4Kv1g/TjSKPccUU4I/AAAAAAAAA34/AnBgl1UsbCg/s1600/2011+4th+of+July.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m3KZdp4Kv1g/TjSKPccUU4I/AAAAAAAAA34/AnBgl1UsbCg/s640/2011+4th+of+July.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;During.........By the way, Aunts, Uncles and Grandparents, thanks alot! This was not a fun experience!He was not happy the minute Dede put the paper around his neck to put his robe on. In a second he was screaming and crying and asking to be put down. I had to get in there with the car movie and talk to him, sing to him and of course.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-soTkaSpEhiU/TjSKU8-s0QI/AAAAAAAAA38/T_Z--i78oCk/s1600/1st+Haircut+7.29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-soTkaSpEhiU/TjSKU8-s0QI/AAAAAAAAA38/T_Z--i78oCk/s640/1st+Haircut+7.29.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;rub nosies with him. Or as we call it Eskimo kisses! It is nice to be SOOOOOO needed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-idUOcLP4PlA/TjSKYM-me4I/AAAAAAAAA4A/BbBdm2IEIH4/s1600/1st+Haircut+7.291.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-idUOcLP4PlA/TjSKYM-me4I/AAAAAAAAA4A/BbBdm2IEIH4/s640/1st+Haircut+7.291.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't be fulled by the picture in the left hand corner that was only for 1/2 a second that he was calm during the entire 10 minute haircut. Dede did a great job and promised me that this was a normal reaction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-atqOduOVHsM/TjSKcvRQFtI/AAAAAAAAA4E/u76qxEQJ3V8/s1600/1st+Haircut+7.292.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-atqOduOVHsM/TjSKcvRQFtI/AAAAAAAAA4E/u76qxEQJ3V8/s640/1st+Haircut+7.292.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Look how handsome my boy is now!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Hvk5t8mXUI/TjSKg3dXDTI/AAAAAAAAA4I/_d1csZ6fzUA/s1600/1st+Haircut+7.293.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Hvk5t8mXUI/TjSKg3dXDTI/AAAAAAAAA4I/_d1csZ6fzUA/s640/1st+Haircut+7.293.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Kindegarten picture, haha Just kidding!!! Place your orders now. Yes I did put moose in his hair!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-5378499823751747566?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/5378499823751747566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/07/1st-haircut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5378499823751747566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5378499823751747566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/07/1st-haircut.html' title='1st Haircut!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m3KZdp4Kv1g/TjSKPccUU4I/AAAAAAAAA34/AnBgl1UsbCg/s72-c/2011+4th+of+July.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-4992006373534616910</id><published>2011-07-26T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:29:07.210-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garden'/><title type='text'>Our Garden in full bloom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Caldwell Garden is in full bloom! We are picking tomatoes, lemon cucumbers, zucchini and green beans everyday. Unfortunately the strawberries are being eaten by the chickens and Bella, so we haven't been able to be so lucky with those. My flowers are looking amazing too, I am starting to get a green thumb, I guess that is what staying home with a 1 1/2 year old will do to you. I feel so fortunate that Mitchell has given me not just one of my dreams but many of my dreams come true, the most important one for the both of us though has of course been Logan. We couldn't have asked for a healthier, happier little boy. He truly has&amp;nbsp;given us some of our most happiest moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now on to the garden......do you remember what it looked like in the beginning? Check it out&amp;nbsp;for a &lt;a href="http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/04/caldwell-garden.html"&gt;re-cap&lt;/a&gt; before you scroll through the updates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1vIBKKV-Djo/Ti-FXYBbyLI/AAAAAAAAA3I/aD0wlmzikoc/s1600/Garden5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1vIBKKV-Djo/Ti-FXYBbyLI/AAAAAAAAA3I/aD0wlmzikoc/s640/Garden5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you believe how big the girls, chickens that is, have gotten?&amp;nbsp; Of course they all have names too! Betty, Grave Digger, Thomas, and Cacciatore, (AJ named the two boy names for him and Logan and Mitchell and I named the other two.) They are keeping all of the bugs, snails, some weeds and of course all the green foilage on our garden down, they are fun to watch though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CayayB7M0pw/Ti-FfObnjII/AAAAAAAAA3M/ChC4uzBnXg0/s1600/Garden6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CayayB7M0pw/Ti-FfObnjII/AAAAAAAAA3M/ChC4uzBnXg0/s640/Garden6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That is our corn, yes it is about 6' tall and the green tall stuff here in the bottom right is my sunflowers, hopefully they will get flowers soon. I LOVE sunflowers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6sBQfkOpTpM/Ti-GeOCfOJI/AAAAAAAAA3U/AVmuV9_O8o8/s1600/July+2011+Camping17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6sBQfkOpTpM/Ti-GeOCfOJI/AAAAAAAAA3U/AVmuV9_O8o8/s640/July+2011+Camping17.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A favorite of mine from our camping trip, look at those DIRTY hands, and yes he has a scratch on his forehead from falling out of the trailer and a bump on his eye from falling outside on a rock. His knees are all skinned up and he has bruises that I don't know how he got. The life of a boy, he had so much fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-4992006373534616910?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/4992006373534616910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-garden-in-full-bloom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4992006373534616910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4992006373534616910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-garden-in-full-bloom.html' title='Our Garden in full bloom!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1vIBKKV-Djo/Ti-FXYBbyLI/AAAAAAAAA3I/aD0wlmzikoc/s72-c/Garden5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-1617784592221310790</id><published>2011-07-23T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:29:26.905-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camping'/><title type='text'>Camping Trip # 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Camping Trip # 2 was just as special as # 1, however this time there was no rain in site but we did have beautiful 85 degree weather, it was a good thing that the water was within walking distance and we sure took advantage of that everyday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Packing up to leave was a lot easier this time with the trailer parked in our front drive for a couple of days. I was able to clean, pack and shop all with Mitchell's help. The Osorio's went with us on this trip, that was AWESOME!!! Aaron came over a couple of days before we went to pick up all the dirtbikes and equipment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a8ADtRF5OrU/Tis7Blp3SMI/AAAAAAAAA2E/qaQGLsZgB_w/s1600/July+2011+Camping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a8ADtRF5OrU/Tis7Blp3SMI/AAAAAAAAA2E/qaQGLsZgB_w/s640/July+2011+Camping.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After we arrived and set up camp, we headed right down to the water for a dip to cool off! It was too perfect, we could see the water from our site in one direction and snow on the mountains in the other direction. Breathtaking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T1EEeKSOa6U/Tis7J5mmZaI/AAAAAAAAA2I/pgZKutbCzdE/s1600/July+2011+Camping1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T1EEeKSOa6U/Tis7J5mmZaI/AAAAAAAAA2I/pgZKutbCzdE/s640/July+2011+Camping1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Osorio Family (our best friends)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IpI4jp_i14A/Tis7RB3pjXI/AAAAAAAAA2M/oitDormuNZE/s1600/July+2011+Camping2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IpI4jp_i14A/Tis7RB3pjXI/AAAAAAAAA2M/oitDormuNZE/s640/July+2011+Camping2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Logan and Mateo loved each other, they had a blast playing in the water, dirt, or with trucks the entire time. They were full of love for one another too, which made Roman a little jealous. He informed us that Mateo never gives him hugs or kisses, and that he wished he did. Too Cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QdsHtfz2gHg/Tis7avQb1WI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/flY40xyJ1dQ/s1600/July+2011+Camping3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QdsHtfz2gHg/Tis7avQb1WI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/flY40xyJ1dQ/s640/July+2011+Camping3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Logan liked walking around in the water the first day, he wasn't too sure about the tempurature of the water though. (the pool for swim lessons is heated, and so is the bath of course.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pOtpnt05knc/Tis7k5Xg7nI/AAAAAAAAA2U/8LV3Uo00s7g/s1600/July+2011+Camping4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pOtpnt05knc/Tis7k5Xg7nI/AAAAAAAAA2U/8LV3Uo00s7g/s640/July+2011+Camping4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caldwell Family Camping 2011﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZZCkukYeJY/Tis7pF5CtDI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/yTvhek4qNZ8/s1600/July+2011+Camping5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZZCkukYeJY/Tis7pF5CtDI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/yTvhek4qNZ8/s640/July+2011+Camping5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Water action photos, Mitchell's favorite, Maria and Aaron holding hands and jumping in together. What daredevils!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mbN6xAcwy8Q/Tis7yvv3F7I/AAAAAAAAA2c/XSjYcvS6qC4/s1600/July+2011+Camping6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mbN6xAcwy8Q/Tis7yvv3F7I/AAAAAAAAA2c/XSjYcvS6qC4/s640/July+2011+Camping6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never built up the courage to jump in with Mitchell, he won't let me forget that, maybe next trip. He sure got his fill of the water and jumping in though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8oPrvooPijw/Tis7-41UVII/AAAAAAAAA2g/Nsib3bzkxWc/s1600/July+2011+Camping7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8oPrvooPijw/Tis7-41UVII/AAAAAAAAA2g/Nsib3bzkxWc/s640/July+2011+Camping7.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mateo and Logan took quite some time figuring out how to fix that little green chair, after they had some milk and relaxed from swimming. They laughed, talked and even yelled at one another. It will be interesting to see these two when they are older, playing, laughing and talking about sports and girls. That is all going to happen too fast for Maria and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v1AIbKhj8rA/Tis8HP3HMuI/AAAAAAAAA2k/pwRy3jBLSgE/s1600/July+2011+Camping8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v1AIbKhj8rA/Tis8HP3HMuI/AAAAAAAAA2k/pwRy3jBLSgE/s640/July+2011+Camping8.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kI8ci-PRj10/Tis8M5mIxZI/AAAAAAAAA2o/81R4zDu3LBw/s1600/July+2011+Camping9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kI8ci-PRj10/Tis8M5mIxZI/AAAAAAAAA2o/81R4zDu3LBw/s640/July+2011+Camping9.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mateo and Logan Camping 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(too cute for words!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IMLs04LP0KY/Tis8XCw4HXI/AAAAAAAAA2w/K5u8YXLqZC8/s1600/July+2011+Camping11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IMLs04LP0KY/Tis8XCw4HXI/AAAAAAAAA2w/K5u8YXLqZC8/s640/July+2011+Camping11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pa surprised Logan and rode his motorcycle up on Wednesday night, but Logan was just being put to sleep by the time he arrived. So we waited to surprise him until Thursday morning! Let me tell you he was VERY excited, he never let Pa out of his site the entire day. Which was a good thing for Mitchell and I, because Mitchell taught me how to ride a dirtbike, once again. It has been about 4 years or so since I have riden one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5FaQIxyLvUY/Tis8Smx4NVI/AAAAAAAAA2s/jE0NQj0LySE/s1600/July+2011+Camping10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5FaQIxyLvUY/Tis8Smx4NVI/AAAAAAAAA2s/jE0NQj0LySE/s640/July+2011+Camping10.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mitchell and his dad have the same form when jumping in the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dirtbike Family!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9qfyDD98Rcw/Tis8dCsAJXI/AAAAAAAAA20/blS-CtnvJPs/s1600/July+2011+Camping12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9qfyDD98Rcw/Tis8dCsAJXI/AAAAAAAAA20/blS-CtnvJPs/s640/July+2011+Camping12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wrFmknhx6Ro/Tis8oMSKEzI/AAAAAAAAA24/o3c_bviBGag/s1600/July+2011+Camping13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wrFmknhx6Ro/Tis8oMSKEzI/AAAAAAAAA24/o3c_bviBGag/s640/July+2011+Camping13.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back to the water after that long hot ride!!! We were all sweaty and hungry from riding all morning, it was awesome, I only layed the bike down once and I only stauled a few times. I didn't really forget what to do, but I had two of the best teachers you could ask for. Thanks Dad, (Keith) and Mitchell!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't wait to ride again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sandy toes for Tante Lauren. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p5FJ-sZcJO0/Tis8uvPiQgI/AAAAAAAAA28/oivG03-RIHk/s1600/July+2011+Camping14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p5FJ-sZcJO0/Tis8uvPiQgI/AAAAAAAAA28/oivG03-RIHk/s640/July+2011+Camping14.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iiTLmOG4qEQ/Tis80M1wWsI/AAAAAAAAA3A/33tqtuH9ZWM/s1600/July+2011+Camping15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iiTLmOG4qEQ/Tis80M1wWsI/AAAAAAAAA3A/33tqtuH9ZWM/s640/July+2011+Camping15.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Three generation Caldwell Men!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(yes Mitchell and his dad are in the same t-shirt)&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lYlAiNYq_8E/Tis86Gc8ZFI/AAAAAAAAA3E/YTcVqsSOTRw/s1600/July+2011+Camping16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lYlAiNYq_8E/Tis86Gc8ZFI/AAAAAAAAA3E/YTcVqsSOTRw/s640/July+2011+Camping16.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a great trip!!! Logan had a blast, came home with a lot of cuts and bruises but nothing is broken he isn't sunburnt, unlike me, and he is sleeping in his crib happily. Can't wait for the next camping trip, we are ready to go again. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-1617784592221310790?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/1617784592221310790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/07/camping-trip-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1617784592221310790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1617784592221310790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/07/camping-trip-2.html' title='Camping Trip # 2!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a8ADtRF5OrU/Tis7Blp3SMI/AAAAAAAAA2E/qaQGLsZgB_w/s72-c/July+2011+Camping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-6101777643817291856</id><published>2011-07-16T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:29:48.852-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>4th of July!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was reminded yesterday that it has been quite some time since I have blogged! Sorry, that we took a little hiatus, it has been busy around the Caldwell Farm though. The garden has taken over the backyard, tomatoes are being picked daily, zucchini is coming out of our ears and we can't wait until that corn is ready for the picking! Lemon Cucumbers however, are having a mind of there own as well as the green beans. (pictures of garden to come soon!) So......what have we been up to well, swim lessons which are a blast and the end result a WONDERFUL nap! We have played in the sandbox, played with our chickens, donated a couple of chickens to family members and hung out with family, family and more family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On July 3rd we headed up to Angwin to celebrate a little 4th of July with Nonna and Papa Jac and some of there fabulous friends and family. Logan got to meet Quinn and Elias for the first time since being born, that was very exciting to see three boys with in 2 years age difference from Logan and 2 months difference playing and trying to share or not share toys with each other. Can't wait to see them again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-meqZl4Sa6Uk/TiGp44sHd5I/AAAAAAAAA1w/xRIt3rLLVMU/s1600/2011-07-16+4th+of+July.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-meqZl4Sa6Uk/TiGp44sHd5I/AAAAAAAAA1w/xRIt3rLLVMU/s640/2011-07-16+4th+of+July.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nonna took Logan for a walk around the vineyard! Which of course he loved, he always gets lots of special attention from his Nonna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ECC9rF-iblw/TiGqBN1ewbI/AAAAAAAAA10/lR3z_iAUGkk/s1600/2011-07-16+4th+of+July1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ECC9rF-iblw/TiGqBN1ewbI/AAAAAAAAA10/lR3z_iAUGkk/s640/2011-07-16+4th+of+July1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These two men are special and dear to my heart! They have made all of my wishes and dreams come true! Are they just the most handsome and loving men you have ever seen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q3Bx5Kfuqm0/TiGqEqNpOaI/AAAAAAAAA14/5bhZtdcbPpA/s1600/2011-07-16+4th+of+July2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q3Bx5Kfuqm0/TiGqEqNpOaI/AAAAAAAAA14/5bhZtdcbPpA/s640/2011-07-16+4th+of+July2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4th of July!!!! It was finally here and my tables were waiting to be set for all my company, but first it was off to the parade to watch Pa and the tractor make there grand entrance, but it was only complete because this special man and his beautiful wife were there to watch it with us. Logan sat in his lap the entire time while I snapped pictures and text Mitchell all kinds of updates. ( he had to work, :( )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5iqToX3SICk/TiGqJmoR38I/AAAAAAAAA18/axF0esG8gBI/s1600/2011-07-16+4th+of+July3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5iqToX3SICk/TiGqJmoR38I/AAAAAAAAA18/axF0esG8gBI/s640/2011-07-16+4th+of+July3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TgJFCUvaR90/TiGqSm1Rs7I/AAAAAAAAA2A/ciJpnFTs4DA/s1600/2011-07-16+4th+of+July4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TgJFCUvaR90/TiGqSm1Rs7I/AAAAAAAAA2A/ciJpnFTs4DA/s640/2011-07-16+4th+of+July4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry no pictures from my party, because I had a very unhappy boy and I never once picked up my camera, only my iphone to text Mitchell lots of pictures. So it seems we will not be having a bounce house at our house anytime soon again, as Logan DOES NOT like them. If you so much as say "bounce house or jumpy", he is crying and screaming and wants to go inside. Everyday is a new day! He loved the bounce house after his birthday with Jackson and him jumping in it, but just could really care less about it now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Stay tuned for garden and yet another camping trip update!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-6101777643817291856?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/6101777643817291856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/07/4th-of-july.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/6101777643817291856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/6101777643817291856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-meqZl4Sa6Uk/TiGp44sHd5I/AAAAAAAAA1w/xRIt3rLLVMU/s72-c/2011-07-16+4th+of+July.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-8203929793688418939</id><published>2011-06-29T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:30:45.551-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>Wine Country Tractor Pull!!!!!! yeah baby.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First of all it is hard to believe that Logan is almost 1 and a 1/2 let alone that we are already taking him to Tractor Pulls! It worked out perfect though. He went to swim lessons first thing in the morning, which Grandma and Grandpa Caldwell came to see what a good swimmer he is (tadpole really :)) Then it was home for lunch and a nap. Once he woke up it was time to get ready and head off to Taqueria in Napa for his first official dinner out with the gang! The Osorios, Pining, Auntie B, AJ and Grandma, Grandpa were all there. As we inhaled our dinner Logan made friends with a sweet little girl, she came over to ask all kinds of questions about him, How old is he? Where did you get his lunch pale? What is his name? etc. too cute! Then we headed off to the Napa Fairgrounds, the event started at 5:30 and we got there just in time for the first pull! Pining found front row seats and halfway through the event we were allowed to snag a box seat for the group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Logan LOVED it! Although I wasn't sure at first if he was enjoying himself, he kept pointing and saying "Truck", smart little guy, cause first it was the locals trying to pull with there hopped up trucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0MibBCiAulw/TguOA5Zq-ZI/AAAAAAAAA1A/XoFqIL1sn_8/s1600/Tractor+Pull.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0MibBCiAulw/TguOA5Zq-ZI/AAAAAAAAA1A/XoFqIL1sn_8/s640/Tractor+Pull.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;See him pointing? Look at those lips all puckered to say "Truck!" Finally after I put my ear to his mouth I could tell he was enjoying it, he was trying to make the same sounds the trucks were making. " Boy were they sure loud, hence the ear plugs!"﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t2DRuC2CPHo/TguOIkBdREI/AAAAAAAAA1E/wV1UQEbQav8/s1600/Tractor+Pull1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t2DRuC2CPHo/TguOIkBdREI/AAAAAAAAA1E/wV1UQEbQav8/s640/Tractor+Pull1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at how time flys, Roman is&amp;nbsp;6 going into First Grade and Mateo is 2. What cutie pies! They sure Love there Tia Manda and Tio Mitchell too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yaXsZNyRB_w/TguON26wW6I/AAAAAAAAA1I/mDZogUtcqTQ/s1600/Tractor+Pull2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yaXsZNyRB_w/TguON26wW6I/AAAAAAAAA1I/mDZogUtcqTQ/s640/Tractor+Pull2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sweet Family!!!!! Aj was having a blast too! Pointing out all of the trucks and playing with Roman. They think they are the same age but we have to remind Roman that Aj is only 3. This little man holds a dear place in my heart, so much like his father! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqzceI-yP4s/TguORdvwerI/AAAAAAAAA1M/BraRMjh7hwE/s1600/Tractor+Pull3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqzceI-yP4s/TguORdvwerI/AAAAAAAAA1M/BraRMjh7hwE/s640/Tractor+Pull3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Logan kept eyeing Grandpa (or Pa, which is what Logan calls him), and wanted to sit with him most of the time. That is his buddy! ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wC9FA0oqXSc/TguOZaOwmAI/AAAAAAAAA1U/hQoGzEHRkpw/s1600/Tractor+Pull4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wC9FA0oqXSc/TguOZaOwmAI/AAAAAAAAA1U/hQoGzEHRkpw/s640/Tractor+Pull4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once in the box seats Logan learned really quick what it means to be let go to roam all around. He sat in the big boy chair and enjoyed a close up look at all the tractors, that's right now it was time for the main events. Tractors for the tractor pull! AWESOME!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PunxUEa3WrA/TguOfhEquvI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/Y-9rMM5irCU/s1600/Tractor+Pull5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PunxUEa3WrA/TguOfhEquvI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/Y-9rMM5irCU/s640/Tractor+Pull5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kyAb3EWU2RY/TguOmjrcGII/AAAAAAAAA1c/g19gQMN1MAI/s1600/Tractor+Pull6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kyAb3EWU2RY/TguOmjrcGII/AAAAAAAAA1c/g19gQMN1MAI/s640/Tractor+Pull6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The event worked out perfect! It started at 5:30 and we could leave after most of the main event Tractors went to get Logan home and in bed a little later than normal. He had a blast most of the way home he was talking about truck this and truck that. We tried to get him to say tractor, it sounded like actor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x1s_dGxuxuk/TguOqZDcqII/AAAAAAAAA1g/a7f5K8DvNwI/s1600/Tractor+Pull7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x1s_dGxuxuk/TguOqZDcqII/AAAAAAAAA1g/a7f5K8DvNwI/s640/Tractor+Pull7.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I can't believe my little baby is now a big boy! He is testing us with new things everyday and eating all sorts of yummy big boy food too! Bananas are of course his favorite but we have ventured into the fresh fruits and vegetables now that we go to Farmers Market every week. He loves strawberries, peaches, nectarines, green beans, zucchini and artichokes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c4NVAbFW4Q0/TguOtA_03oI/AAAAAAAAA1k/KsQk0QDSyi8/s1600/Tractor+Pull8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c4NVAbFW4Q0/TguOtA_03oI/AAAAAAAAA1k/KsQk0QDSyi8/s640/Tractor+Pull8.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We love you big guy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-8203929793688418939?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/8203929793688418939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/06/wine-country-tractor-pull-yeah-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8203929793688418939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8203929793688418939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/06/wine-country-tractor-pull-yeah-baby.html' title='Wine Country Tractor Pull!!!!!! yeah baby.....'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0MibBCiAulw/TguOA5Zq-ZI/AAAAAAAAA1A/XoFqIL1sn_8/s72-c/Tractor+Pull.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-1277493816838751102</id><published>2011-06-19T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:31:09.775-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>Parent &amp; Me Swim Lessons!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We spent our Saturday morning in the pool as a family! Logan started swim lessons, and LOVES it! He is a complete natural, he was probably a fish in his past life because he was kicking, splashing, blowing&amp;nbsp;bubbles and asking to be put down the entire time. We had so much fun passing him back and forth, he would be in Daddy's arms and ask to swim with Mama, or in Mama's arms and ask to swim with Dada. He was of course a flirt like his mother, he had all the lifeguard ladies ooooing and ahing over him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6-vYQsvZnW0/Tf5e2i6em-I/AAAAAAAAA0s/glUguN_HQn4/s1600/Swim.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6-vYQsvZnW0/Tf5e2i6em-I/AAAAAAAAA0s/glUguN_HQn4/s640/Swim.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think his favorite part was singing songs and swimming in a circle, he kept asking for more! It was fun to see other parents our age with there little swimmers too, lots of little girls to grow up with in American Canyon! (Rancho) Only one little boy close to Logan's age, but he wasn't happy, hopefully next week we can make friends with him. He made us so proud acting like a natural in the water, and that sure gave me a peace of mind for when Dada is at work and Mama gets to take him by herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8bMWKXzCjLE/Tf5fATFXxyI/AAAAAAAAA0w/C2WnCpHPIF8/s1600/Swim1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8bMWKXzCjLE/Tf5fATFXxyI/AAAAAAAAA0w/C2WnCpHPIF8/s640/Swim1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe how grown up he is. Walking, Talking and now swimming!!! What is next? The days go by so fast, I don't want to miss anything or have him miss out on anything himself. He is filling mine and Mitchell's life with such joy, we are having the BEST time being parents. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7m5lrFAZctU/Tf5fGzdNgAI/AAAAAAAAA00/qGAOjKtag3c/s1600/Swim2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7m5lrFAZctU/Tf5fGzdNgAI/AAAAAAAAA00/qGAOjKtag3c/s640/Swim2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WlxVbn7Jkdo/Tf5fMGGaq1I/AAAAAAAAA04/cK3EUZkpB34/s1600/Swim3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WlxVbn7Jkdo/Tf5fMGGaq1I/AAAAAAAAA04/cK3EUZkpB34/s640/Swim3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Join us any Saturday from now until the middle of August, just be at our house by 10 am and you can walk to the pool too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He had such an appetite that day that for dinner he even tried his first ear of corn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wD--h-MhCkU/Tf5fQbMpiUI/AAAAAAAAA08/FWiL584cFzU/s1600/Swim4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wD--h-MhCkU/Tf5fQbMpiUI/AAAAAAAAA08/FWiL584cFzU/s640/Swim4.jpg" width="640" /&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/9211643800543817951-1277493816838751102?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/1277493816838751102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/06/parent-me-swim-lessons.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1277493816838751102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1277493816838751102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/06/parent-me-swim-lessons.html' title='Parent &amp; Me Swim Lessons!!!!!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6-vYQsvZnW0/Tf5e2i6em-I/AAAAAAAAA0s/glUguN_HQn4/s72-c/Swim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-315480961452201300</id><published>2011-06-09T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:31:34.140-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tantes'/><title type='text'>Calling all Tante's!!! (logan misses you)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes I said it, and boy do I sure miss each and every one of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b65e17772db2c47" 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://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0b65e17772db2c47%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331720150%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D27C6FC4AFBE28A0784588FFE7F44B943EBA9B46A.25F225533A8E624A992DEF3F41BA33E0F9423B4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db65e17772db2c47%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5JkRo_Hod9uUFMIptQ_pe0InGCA&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://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0b65e17772db2c47%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331720150%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D27C6FC4AFBE28A0784588FFE7F44B943EBA9B46A.25F225533A8E624A992DEF3F41BA33E0F9423B4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db65e17772db2c47%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5JkRo_Hod9uUFMIptQ_pe0InGCA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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(logan misses you)'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-1213785881404779802</id><published>2011-06-05T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:31:54.596-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camping'/><title type='text'>Camping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Camping! Logan's first camping trip was AMAZING!!! He was such a camper, nothing bothers him. He slept like a champ, napped like a champ and even ate like a champ. I will apologize now for all of the pictures, but I just couldn't pick which were my favorites. (and this is all that you get to see, I took 171 pictures over 5 nights and 6 days of camping.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went to Van Damme State Park which is just outside of Mendocino and Fort Brag. The entire family went, we left on a Friday with Nana (my mom), Diva (Little Amy) and of course Daddy and met up with Pining (Angelo), Auntie B and Aj who picked up Jaron on the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90a7HzR9Qws/Tevy6vnpyxI/AAAAAAAAAy8/yBGHVGqUuxs/s1600/Camping3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90a7HzR9Qws/Tevy6vnpyxI/AAAAAAAAAy8/yBGHVGqUuxs/s640/Camping3.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As soon as we got there the boys started playing and laughing all while we set up our tent, and the trailer. The plan was for Nana, Diva, Jaron, AJ and Logan to all sleep in the trailer. Which happened quite nicely the first night. Everyone went to bed just fine, and you could even hear snoring from outside the trailer. Which of course Jaron informed us was Nana, but Nana said, "It's just a truck driving by!" The second night however was a little different, I think Nana's snoring caused AJ to have a bad dream, he said "I kept hearing bears." Which we thought was for sure to be Nana's snoring. So at 2 in the morning AJ woke up crying and wanting Daddy. I had to go in and calm Logan down, he was startled with AJ's crying. But Logan only stayed calm until about 4 in the morning, then daddy went and got him and brought him into our tent to sleep. Believe it or not this was the first time EVER that Logan has gotten in bed to sleep with Mommy and Daddy. It was sure an experience, he wanted to talk to Mommy and Daddy and show us where our eyes, nose, ears and hair was. Finally at about 5:30 he fell back to sleep. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bZkRWgHe4Hw/TevzAZhV99I/AAAAAAAAAzA/LtYDp5XqVz8/s1600/Camping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bZkRWgHe4Hw/TevzAZhV99I/AAAAAAAAAzA/LtYDp5XqVz8/s640/Camping.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Banana Slugs!!!! Enough said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Dmzj-yo7b8/TevzINbx96I/AAAAAAAAAzE/Mjg3uAT1hpw/s1600/Camping1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Dmzj-yo7b8/TevzINbx96I/AAAAAAAAAzE/Mjg3uAT1hpw/s640/Camping1.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vo (or as Logan&amp;nbsp;calls him "Boo Boo") surprised all of his&amp;nbsp;grandkids and rode his Harley&amp;nbsp;up on Saturday afternoon and stayed overnight. The boys were all so excited, and Diva was just beside herself that her Papa would take&amp;nbsp;such a ride to see all of them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t9MlGhx4C4c/TevzPxaJJ7I/AAAAAAAAAzI/SjrUasT93RI/s1600/Camping2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t9MlGhx4C4c/TevzPxaJJ7I/AAAAAAAAAzI/SjrUasT93RI/s640/Camping2.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While Vo dryed off and warmed up from that wet and logn ride all of us walked across the street to the beach. It was a little chilly but we made the most of it, and you can't go to the beach without getting your toes and fingers in the sand as well as getting a little wet. So I entertained AJ and Logan by splashing around in the water. Then Diva and I took in some rays together while everyone else walked down the beachline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r2wA56JQ9Go/TevzWL2FfbI/AAAAAAAAAzM/xOD6RfX8lG0/s1600/Camping4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r2wA56JQ9Go/TevzWL2FfbI/AAAAAAAAAzM/xOD6RfX8lG0/s640/Camping4.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can't go camping without having everyone's favorite dessert, SMORES, I surprised Jaron by teaching him all about how to make a smore and what it was. They were chocolaty and goooy and DElicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ISUSehzuuWs/TevzbG3wYYI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/dHnywbPtqF0/s1600/Camping5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ISUSehzuuWs/TevzbG3wYYI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/dHnywbPtqF0/s640/Camping5.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Sunday, Daddy, Logan and I were very sad to see Vo, Pining, Auntie B, AJ and Diva all go home, but we knew that the next brave group of souls were going to be coming up to stay with us. So in true Nana fashion she made a delicious breakfast, Bacon, eggs and fried potatoes! ﻿After all was gone we loaded up and headed into Fort Brag for some hot fresh coffee and Nana can't take her boys to town without spoilin' them with a toy. We hit up the one toy store, then headed over for some hot fresh Clam Chowder from a local who has been in business for 65 years. That brought back some Pismo memories for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ML2UKKoJDEg/TevzflrMC_I/AAAAAAAAAzU/wDsihlmNFoA/s1600/Camping6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ML2UKKoJDEg/TevzflrMC_I/AAAAAAAAAzU/wDsihlmNFoA/s640/Camping6.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Family!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-M_nEeSeE0/TevzklG08NI/AAAAAAAAAzY/E9cjESIBKq4/s1600/Camping7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-M_nEeSeE0/TevzklG08NI/AAAAAAAAAzY/E9cjESIBKq4/s640/Camping7.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Camping 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa Caldwell made it up late Sunday afternoon to camp the remainder of the week with us. That was sure exciting, we had never camped with Grandpa before. He was able to see just how we do things. I don't think he knew exactly how much we could all eat. That was a quiet and relaxing day, Logan had his very first Shower that night with Mommy and Daddy. He was so exhausted from the last two days that he was falling asleep in Daddy's arms in the shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8bRRBgatak/TevzpPpkqtI/AAAAAAAAAzc/8IDYqe7eepI/s1600/Camping8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8bRRBgatak/TevzpPpkqtI/AAAAAAAAAzc/8IDYqe7eepI/s640/Camping8.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy's Birthday! Happy Birthday Daddy, they were getting cozy by the fire after a very relaxing day together. Nana surprised daddy and made him a German chocolate cake, in the trailer, and some salami peppercini rolls. He couldn't believe it when she brought all that out for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We did get rain a couple of the days we were camping, so I kept Logan bundled up nice and toasty in this one piece suit and rain boots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xvuvfz6PRdw/Tevzt09A1rI/AAAAAAAAAzg/SbJV2dFxUsA/s1600/Camping9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xvuvfz6PRdw/Tevzt09A1rI/AAAAAAAAAzg/SbJV2dFxUsA/s640/Camping9.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our last full day we couldn't resist, once we saw that bright light peek through the trees we headed for the beach. Logan and I played in the sand making sandcastles, well really I played in the sand, he picked up sticks and logs.&amp;nbsp;Daddy and Grandpa went for a kayak ride in the water up river. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9I-QM8Ambg/Tevz1x5RWSI/AAAAAAAAAzk/prJyQ8lEs5k/s1600/Camping10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9I-QM8Ambg/Tevz1x5RWSI/AAAAAAAAAzk/prJyQ8lEs5k/s640/Camping10.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy's favorite picture! (that she shared in the blog)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MIw92JAm-5Y/Tevz5v90VQI/AAAAAAAAAzo/IB2NcXYAooY/s1600/Camping12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MIw92JAm-5Y/Tevz5v90VQI/AAAAAAAAAzo/IB2NcXYAooY/s640/Camping12.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cool shades dude! There's that log you drug up and down the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wVeeKnULauc/Tev0DkV5tUI/AAAAAAAAAzw/U4dLNF8z98I/s1600/Camping13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wVeeKnULauc/Tev0DkV5tUI/AAAAAAAAAzw/U4dLNF8z98I/s640/Camping13.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You wanted to get in the kayak with grandpa so bad, he made mommy so nervous. You didn't even leave the sand bank, mommy tried to explain to grandpa that you could jump out very easily. He didn't listen so mommy had to walk away, while you sat in it with grandpa. Nana took it for a putt around the river too! She had lots of fun, everyone kept wanting mommy to do it, "No thank you!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CzIkdrV5eRw/Tev0LiR9oKI/AAAAAAAAAz0/jUMDdg9w20w/s1600/Camping14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CzIkdrV5eRw/Tev0LiR9oKI/AAAAAAAAAz0/jUMDdg9w20w/s640/Camping14.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Best Camper 2011﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bIoboFslirs/Tev0QLDr77I/AAAAAAAAAz4/9h99_hwxe0g/s1600/Camping11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bIoboFslirs/Tev0QLDr77I/AAAAAAAAAz4/9h99_hwxe0g/s640/Camping11.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet another favorite picture of mommy's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We will be going camping again very soon﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-1213785881404779802?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/1213785881404779802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/06/camping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1213785881404779802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1213785881404779802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/06/camping.html' title='Camping!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90a7HzR9Qws/Tevy6vnpyxI/AAAAAAAAAy8/yBGHVGqUuxs/s72-c/Camping3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-8429955294003212863</id><published>2011-05-25T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:32:13.376-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>Chickens!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Logan and his GIRLS! That is what we call them anyway. Every morning after breakfast we ask Logan if he would like to say " Goodmorning" to his girls and he runs straight to the garage door. First he waves quickly as he runs past the chickens in there box and then it is off to his dirtbike to tap on it and say "rideabike" ( as in, " Can I ride my bike?"). These days Daddy has been working so much mommy has had to say no, but luckily for me, he can easily be distracted still with the dirtbike in hand. I know that isn't going to last very long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QRb4BY9Esns/Td25KBvW5RI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Nm1IO3XzZtg/s1600/Chickens1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QRb4BY9Esns/Td25KBvW5RI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Nm1IO3XzZtg/s640/Chickens1.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He knows to be gentle with them, but sometimes he needs reminding. The chickens weren't too sure about the lawn so they weren't moving much and he thought it would be funny to chase and kick at them. Yes, I know, kicking, yeah he&amp;nbsp;is all Toddler and all&amp;nbsp;BOY now. By the way he doesn't like to be told No either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yDsTNFRR1vk/Td25RswXuZI/AAAAAAAAAy0/ex--YN2kPuo/s1600/Chickens2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yDsTNFRR1vk/Td25RswXuZI/AAAAAAAAAy0/ex--YN2kPuo/s640/Chickens2.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WGhFABAn79o/Td25YNlUAMI/AAAAAAAAAy4/67B0IVCtfP8/s1600/Chickens3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WGhFABAn79o/Td25YNlUAMI/AAAAAAAAAy4/67B0IVCtfP8/s640/Chickens3.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are trying to enjoy how much he loves to cuddle and love these days cause we know that they are coming to a fast hault, where they will be far and few throughout a day. So at the end of each day we, mommy and daddy, take turns tucking him in at night because he still loves to rest his head on our shoulders and tuck his arms under his belly just before giving us a kiss and leaning towards his crib telling us he is ready to be put down for the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until next time, we are off to enjoy the Memorial Weekend!!! (and daddy's birthday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-8429955294003212863?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/8429955294003212863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/05/chickens.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8429955294003212863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8429955294003212863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/05/chickens.html' title='Chickens!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QRb4BY9Esns/Td25KBvW5RI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Nm1IO3XzZtg/s72-c/Chickens1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-3681477562266040982</id><published>2011-05-17T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:32:39.891-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garden'/><title type='text'>Mother's Day.....Garden and Chickens!!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow! Has it really been that long since I have posted? Logan has been up to so much. He only wants to be outside, or in the garage staring at his dirtbike or talking to the chickens. That's right we have chickens now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it all started on the Saturday of Mother's Day weekend, Mitchell was at work so Logan and I made plans to spend the day with Nana planting her garden. This way I could have some special time with my mom! Just the two of us.....well three I mean four of us. We were lucky enough for not only Logan to be there but also AJ! Logan's best buddy.&amp;nbsp;He taught Logan how to go down the slide, this is for the very first time. Finally he was able to go down sitting up right instead of on his tummy, that was a lot of fun, but it was easier to go down on his belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UEGJgZxFx_A/TdLSD3_nF3I/AAAAAAAAAyg/9UyJevFWaFE/s1600/Mother%2527s+Day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UEGJgZxFx_A/TdLSD3_nF3I/AAAAAAAAAyg/9UyJevFWaFE/s640/Mother%2527s+Day.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got bored with that after awhile so Logan played on the motorcycle while AJ and I looked at all the wildlife and planted tomatoes. He was sure impressed with the big toad under ground......can you see his big eyes in the hole? He wasn't too sure about the birds nest inside the ivy, I think because he couldn't really see the babies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_9wWpkhtFb8/TdLSL6pvyAI/AAAAAAAAAyk/KD9GINVs6-E/s1600/Mother%2527s+Day1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_9wWpkhtFb8/TdLSL6pvyAI/AAAAAAAAAyk/KD9GINVs6-E/s640/Mother%2527s+Day1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then Vo came home with a big surprise for Nana and I, the boys loved the chickens SO much, but didn't quite understand why they couldn't hold them. On Sunday, Mother's Day Logan and Mitchell surprised me with Roses, Champagne a homemade fruit salad, canadian bacon and eggs (the food list is for Tante Lauren, we all know how much she is enjoying her food right now)&amp;nbsp;then after nap time we went out to&amp;nbsp;pick up our baby chicks at Nana and Vo's house, after daddy built the proper box for them to stay in at our house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border: currentColor;"&gt;LOOK AT HOW CUTE THEY ARE!!!!!!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wgR7y3GKDBE/TdLSk3FI2hI/AAAAAAAAAys/vb8RZvZILuU/s1600/Chickens.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wgR7y3GKDBE/TdLSk3FI2hI/AAAAAAAAAys/vb8RZvZILuU/s640/Chickens.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A day with Mitchell home just isn't complete without Logan asking "ridabike?" ( ride the bike, is what that means) So of course I got to watch my boys pop a wheely, which you can tell from Logan's face is the BEST thing EVER! He truly loves his dirtbike and his Daddy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--X5WifpRBmY/TdLSfj0i0FI/AAAAAAAAAyo/9zN0-AzUUWk/s1600/Mother%2527s+Day2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--X5WifpRBmY/TdLSfj0i0FI/AAAAAAAAAyo/9zN0-AzUUWk/s640/Mother%2527s+Day2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I will keep you posted on the garden, it is so big and growing like crazy now. As I mentioned we do nothing else but hang out in the backyard, so alot has been done back there. I will take some photos and get you all up to date. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-3681477562266040982?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/3681477562266040982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-daygarden-and-chickens.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/3681477562266040982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/3681477562266040982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-daygarden-and-chickens.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day.....Garden and Chickens!!!!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UEGJgZxFx_A/TdLSD3_nF3I/AAAAAAAAAyg/9UyJevFWaFE/s72-c/Mother%2527s+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-2107595221389688513</id><published>2011-05-06T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:33:59.003-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Cinco De Mayo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cinco De Mayo! A fabulous day for my FIRST peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and I loved it! Of course my dirtbike rider had to enjoy with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tFBLAQrJ9GA/TcR5CB8Cj6I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/OPYkbM5jgSs/s1600/Cinco+De+Mayo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tFBLAQrJ9GA/TcR5CB8Cj6I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/OPYkbM5jgSs/s640/Cinco+De+Mayo.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then it was off to Benicia for some family fun and making memories with my partner Aj and Auntie B! First we stopped at Randy's for Mommy and Auntie B to have a margarita then it was off to the bounce house and grass for Aj and I to have our fun. I met a little girl who shared her doll with me. I gave it lots of kisses, the doll that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AY90vVLfeU4/TcR5KAjDtKI/AAAAAAAAAyU/3N9cnUoFvWU/s1600/Cinco+De+Mayo1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AY90vVLfeU4/TcR5KAjDtKI/AAAAAAAAAyU/3N9cnUoFvWU/s640/Cinco+De+Mayo1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My many faces.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wq5_hbesTr0/TcR5O72pr5I/AAAAAAAAAyY/SmThrfRdd-Y/s1600/Cinco+De+Mayo2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wq5_hbesTr0/TcR5O72pr5I/AAAAAAAAAyY/SmThrfRdd-Y/s640/Cinco+De+Mayo2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kiss goodbye, "tito kissing" (blow kiss in Italian, I am sure the spelling is wrong)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tm3BgLW6eW4/TcR5S1eJVTI/AAAAAAAAAyc/wAOoLV2ZdHg/s1600/Cinco+De+Mayo3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tm3BgLW6eW4/TcR5S1eJVTI/AAAAAAAAAyc/wAOoLV2ZdHg/s640/Cinco+De+Mayo3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Auntie B and Aj, can't wait until next week, maybe Vo and Nana will go too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-2107595221389688513?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/2107595221389688513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/05/cinco-de-mayo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2107595221389688513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2107595221389688513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/05/cinco-de-mayo.html' title='Cinco De Mayo'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tFBLAQrJ9GA/TcR5CB8Cj6I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/OPYkbM5jgSs/s72-c/Cinco+De+Mayo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-8014889069993706615</id><published>2011-05-02T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:34:21.752-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>May Day for Logan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy was off for 6 full days! So it was alot of fun in the backyard, in the water, riding my dirtbike and then he surprised mommy and I, and took us out to the Airport so we could see the planes up close and personal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First it was sprinkler time in the morning after Daddy was finished watering the garden. I just couldn't get enough......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-owWxXqXqm7o/Tb8myTbttZI/AAAAAAAAAxs/iug5Z6ZmUGA/s1600/Sprinkler.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-owWxXqXqm7o/Tb8myTbttZI/AAAAAAAAAxs/iug5Z6ZmUGA/s640/Sprinkler.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ayevGBI9IQ0/Tb8nFNUdeTI/AAAAAAAAAxw/8eqiIWN2vQo/s1600/Sprinkler1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ayevGBI9IQ0/Tb8nFNUdeTI/AAAAAAAAAxw/8eqiIWN2vQo/s640/Sprinkler1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TQIrMAqlSv0/Tb8nJmPV2EI/AAAAAAAAAx0/NkFYrT2t9vo/s1600/Sprinkler2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TQIrMAqlSv0/Tb8nJmPV2EI/AAAAAAAAAx0/NkFYrT2t9vo/s640/Sprinkler2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then of course there was dirt bike riding, which actually happens everyday when daddy's home. Cause I just can't get enough of my dirtbike. But this time it was extra special cause daddy taught me all about the throttle. So now I know just what to do.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xeaX9gK54Cc/Tb8nQ-_fSAI/AAAAAAAAAx4/6GiuT8zFBkc/s1600/Dirtbike3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xeaX9gK54Cc/Tb8nQ-_fSAI/AAAAAAAAAx4/6GiuT8zFBkc/s640/Dirtbike3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I found the throttle.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9RE6IXF7JNg/Tb8nZE1p5DI/AAAAAAAAAx8/9E93bW0Lpa8/s1600/Dirtbike4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9RE6IXF7JNg/Tb8nZE1p5DI/AAAAAAAAAx8/9E93bW0Lpa8/s640/Dirtbike4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The airplanes go over our house alot throughout the day, I think were in the fly zone or something. So it was only fitting to actually go watch them take off and land at the airport. I couldn't take my eyes off of them.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I88BVFKY8lE/Tb8nfbouoqI/AAAAAAAAAyA/_ldbqD4GgKc/s1600/Napa+Airport.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I88BVFKY8lE/Tb8nfbouoqI/AAAAAAAAAyA/_ldbqD4GgKc/s640/Napa+Airport.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FlPyVDn8_0E/Tb8nk2-3XaI/AAAAAAAAAyE/dMvoFzFWy4Y/s1600/Napa+Airport1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FlPyVDn8_0E/Tb8nk2-3XaI/AAAAAAAAAyE/dMvoFzFWy4Y/s640/Napa+Airport1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After about an hour I had, had enough! See me covering my ears?﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iErPQver0oY/Tb8nrgpmnII/AAAAAAAAAyI/e28OLvGEO3k/s1600/Napa+Airport2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iErPQver0oY/Tb8nrgpmnII/AAAAAAAAAyI/e28OLvGEO3k/s640/Napa+Airport2.jpg" width="640" /&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/9211643800543817951-8014889069993706615?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/8014889069993706615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/05/busybusy-boy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8014889069993706615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8014889069993706615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/05/busybusy-boy.html' title='May Day for Logan'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-owWxXqXqm7o/Tb8myTbttZI/AAAAAAAAAxs/iug5Z6ZmUGA/s72-c/Sprinkler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-2183686350206330083</id><published>2011-04-25T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:34:45.145-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Hoppy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlrAFnfw1lM/TbXwhm8d-PI/AAAAAAAAAxc/jEx27kOQJu0/s1600/Easter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlrAFnfw1lM/TbXwhm8d-PI/AAAAAAAAAxc/jEx27kOQJu0/s640/Easter.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Easter 2010&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Easter 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Easter is always a fun holiday. Last year was a little more low key for us because Logan was just a couple of months old. However this year was very exciting, The Abernethy's were there to see all the festivities and help with the egg hunt. Jaron collected most of the eggs as he is the oldest boy and very quick. I didn't take near as many pictures as I normally do.....maybe Auntie B or Tante Lauren will have some on there blogs of everyone that was here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babyajcabral.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.babyajcabral.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.lifelovelauren.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.lifelovelauren.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m7gKqUhtFoI/TbXwq7nXsoI/AAAAAAAAAxg/zKQFHKUOKQE/s1600/Easter1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m7gKqUhtFoI/TbXwq7nXsoI/AAAAAAAAAxg/zKQFHKUOKQE/s640/Easter1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mitchell and I were up bright and early (5 am) to get the ham in the oven. We prepared a 26 lb ham while everyone else brought the side dishes! Thank you Grandma Peri for those DELICIOUS blackberry scones, next time it will be a double order for sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kh9zpV8okLQ/TbXwwpKaC2I/AAAAAAAAAxk/FL765PhUWTI/s1600/Easter2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kh9zpV8okLQ/TbXwwpKaC2I/AAAAAAAAAxk/FL765PhUWTI/s640/Easter2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa brought the tractor by for Logan to take a little ride on after the party, cause the dirtbike adventure during Easter just wasn't enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gVh4xZRIA3w/TbXw2xFz7EI/AAAAAAAAAxo/hNbeXkuw_BM/s1600/Tractor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gVh4xZRIA3w/TbXw2xFz7EI/AAAAAAAAAxo/hNbeXkuw_BM/s640/Tractor.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a fabulous Easter, watch out next year Jaron, Aj and I will be bringing our game faces for the Easter Egg hunt and we'll have Peanut (baby Kelly) on our team!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-2183686350206330083?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/2183686350206330083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/04/hoppy-easter.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2183686350206330083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2183686350206330083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/04/hoppy-easter.html' title='Hoppy Easter!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlrAFnfw1lM/TbXwhm8d-PI/AAAAAAAAAxc/jEx27kOQJu0/s72-c/Easter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-6422203371412894824</id><published>2011-04-17T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:35:24.509-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>Gone Fishin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy wanted to have Sunday off to go fishin' with the boys, but duty called (or overtime) and he had to go in. Lucky for me mommy isn't afraid to hang with the boys though.....so when Vo set up a fishing trip out at the ranch she loaded me and my toys up promptly after breakfast and headed out to meet up with everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gDby7_KT1vw/Tau1d0j7qGI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Uz5t6claG9E/s1600/Fishing2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gDby7_KT1vw/Tau1d0j7qGI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Uz5t6claG9E/s640/Fishing2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Don't worry I didn't sit in the back of the truck while Vo was driving.....but I did get to help with the butterfly net and I was able to see the cows and all the geese. My favorite part was hanging out with my big cousin or as we call eachother my "partner" all morning. He is so cool! I chatted up a storm to him, and he kept asking mommy, "what is he saying?" She would make something up that would make him laugh, then I would laugh. Well we just kept doing that for hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5hHnob7a-Js/Tau1my9ra4I/AAAAAAAAAxE/S1LdM3hG2bk/s1600/Fishing3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5hHnob7a-Js/Tau1my9ra4I/AAAAAAAAAxE/S1LdM3hG2bk/s640/Fishing3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After only being there for 5 minutes (seriously, 5 minutes!!!!!) Aj went head first in the water, Pining (Angelo) grabbed him by the back of his pants and pulled him out. Aj was not happy and was very cold after that. Then Jaron walked the wrong way and went right through muddy cow tracks, his feet sunk so far down that when he pulled his foot out, he lost his shoes!!! Seriously, he LOST his shoes. Vo had to dig them out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lI0rB-7Qy2U/Tau1vsgdXII/AAAAAAAAAxI/1Y5Fw_wIjNQ/s1600/Fishing4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lI0rB-7Qy2U/Tau1vsgdXII/AAAAAAAAAxI/1Y5Fw_wIjNQ/s640/Fishing4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These are my big cousins and I, I love them so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_2vHw_Pe6I/Tau12T6O18I/AAAAAAAAAxM/qpyODlYdsh4/s1600/Fishing5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_2vHw_Pe6I/Tau12T6O18I/AAAAAAAAAxM/qpyODlYdsh4/s640/Fishing5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We're pretty frickin' cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r1Gxw0sdcCE/Tau17Yg-AiI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/FvpNALuPRVw/s1600/Fishing6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r1Gxw0sdcCE/Tau17Yg-AiI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/FvpNALuPRVw/s640/Fishing6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures speak a thousand words!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;mommy has tears in her eyes......it is amazing how much my little boy has grown and how loving he is. He adores his Vo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E1lNMyfd_RU/Tau2AQrcpYI/AAAAAAAAAxU/SQBxL2qIlVU/s1600/Fishing7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E1lNMyfd_RU/Tau2AQrcpYI/AAAAAAAAAxU/SQBxL2qIlVU/s640/Fishing7.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pining with all of us! We had so much fun, and we didn't even catch anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sO5AP4CCpTo/Tau2EEZ2TjI/AAAAAAAAAxY/KXZ4Nd1uz2I/s1600/Fishing8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sO5AP4CCpTo/Tau2EEZ2TjI/AAAAAAAAAxY/KXZ4Nd1uz2I/s640/Fishing8.jpg" width="640" /&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/9211643800543817951-6422203371412894824?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/6422203371412894824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/04/gone-fishin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/6422203371412894824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/6422203371412894824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/04/gone-fishin.html' title='Gone Fishin&apos;'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gDby7_KT1vw/Tau1d0j7qGI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Uz5t6claG9E/s72-c/Fishing2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-5910590147805669673</id><published>2011-04-17T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:35:55.516-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>Bye Bye Bottle....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It has happened, after 3 months of no more ninny, (breast / breastmilk) Logan has weened himself off the bottle and onto the sippy. The doctor told us to go directly from boob to milk in a sippy no bottle. However, we were already giving him the breastmilk in a bottle, so we didn't listen. Plus, she said to just give it to him and if he drank it great, if not it would be a miserable few days of him learning that is how he is to get his milk. Well, again, we didn't listen! We thought it was best to let him tell us when he was ready. So he always would drink a sippy of water and juice, he just refused to drink his milk that way. Every so often we would give him his milk in a sippy and he would take a few sips and then very politely say "no, no." But on Wednesday Daddy went to work and&amp;nbsp;I, Mommy, thought it would be good to try it first thing in the morning for his first bottle and sure enough he drank the entire sippy of milk while eating breakfast and then because he wasn't finished, sat in his chair while watching "Little Bear" and drank the remainder. So now instead of cleaning bottles and sterilizing nipples we are washing and rinsing.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UrwSHNNFsl8/TauwUhgCfyI/AAAAAAAAAw4/rEKrFCmFaac/s1600/Fishing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UrwSHNNFsl8/TauwUhgCfyI/AAAAAAAAAw4/rEKrFCmFaac/s640/Fishing.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;THE SIPPY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But here is our happy big boy at 1 year 2 3/4 months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jayYTiNoQro/TauwY7YsEMI/AAAAAAAAAw8/VAllDV7_BKA/s1600/Fishing1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jayYTiNoQro/TauwY7YsEMI/AAAAAAAAAw8/VAllDV7_BKA/s640/Fishing1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Back to back posts! Please keep reading..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-5910590147805669673?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/5910590147805669673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/04/bye-bye-bottle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5910590147805669673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5910590147805669673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/04/bye-bye-bottle.html' title='Bye Bye Bottle....'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UrwSHNNFsl8/TauwUhgCfyI/AAAAAAAAAw4/rEKrFCmFaac/s72-c/Fishing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-602967396576636670</id><published>2011-04-16T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:36:33.718-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dirtbike'/><title type='text'>What's going on at the Caldwell's?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7MQOOClt6tI/TaophXqdKNI/AAAAAAAAAww/bPjpqKHmGqk/s1600/Dirtbike1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7MQOOClt6tI/TaophXqdKNI/AAAAAAAAAww/bPjpqKHmGqk/s640/Dirtbike1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 5 Months&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 Year 2&amp;nbsp;Months&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6in5n4zc_WE/TaoppzgWoCI/AAAAAAAAAw0/0M1het3il7Y/s1600/Dirtbike2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6in5n4zc_WE/TaoppzgWoCI/AAAAAAAAAw0/0M1het3il7Y/s640/Dirtbike2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dirtbike riding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-602967396576636670?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/602967396576636670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/04/whats-going-on-at-caldwells.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/602967396576636670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/602967396576636670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/04/whats-going-on-at-caldwells.html' title='What&apos;s going on at the Caldwell&apos;s?'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7MQOOClt6tI/TaophXqdKNI/AAAAAAAAAww/bPjpqKHmGqk/s72-c/Dirtbike1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-1903506130751950009</id><published>2011-04-13T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:37:04.761-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garden'/><title type='text'>Caldwell Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After a couple weeks of some hard work Mommy and Daddy have finished the garden boxes. Daddy worked really hard on the picket fences while mommy pulled weeds, mixed dirt with pay dirt, planted seeds and watered. (while I napped everyday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xGC1408L718/TaaAMmNJUvI/AAAAAAAAAwg/cUty5Oidfdw/s1600/Garden1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xGC1408L718/TaaAMmNJUvI/AAAAAAAAAwg/cUty5Oidfdw/s640/Garden1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything was planted and the fence was halfway done.......then a big frost came in and they had to improvise on covering everything. Can you see the hail?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Op94CkPe1ZY/TaaBgnmM2VI/AAAAAAAAAws/aNj193bClFw/s1600/Garden4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Op94CkPe1ZY/TaaBgnmM2VI/AAAAAAAAAws/aNj193bClFw/s640/Garden4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m4Q2Fhv1fYo/TaaATiV4s4I/AAAAAAAAAwk/Hqs2b96EOhg/s1600/Garden2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m4Q2Fhv1fYo/TaaATiV4s4I/AAAAAAAAAwk/Hqs2b96EOhg/s640/Garden2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now it is all done and I can't dig with my shovel anymore in the dirt or use my rake. The girls (Georgia and Bella) rarely get in there now to dig too! Maybe I will get my sandbox I want soon......then I will have something to dig in. (check it out, it's on my wishlist!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nzHcKKG9p-U/TaaAZBEuRBI/AAAAAAAAAwo/KzoArHtC4hE/s1600/Garden3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nzHcKKG9p-U/TaaAZBEuRBI/AAAAAAAAAwo/KzoArHtC4hE/s640/Garden3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mommy's favorite picture of me right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-1903506130751950009?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/1903506130751950009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/04/caldwell-garden.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1903506130751950009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1903506130751950009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/04/caldwell-garden.html' title='Caldwell Garden'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xGC1408L718/TaaAMmNJUvI/AAAAAAAAAwg/cUty5Oidfdw/s72-c/Garden1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-8145282976972927087</id><published>2011-04-06T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:37:25.906-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dirtbike'/><title type='text'>Supercross.....Are you ready?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girl holding the 30 second warning sign walks away and the gun shot goes off.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5c11d34bf614f7dc" 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.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5c11d34bf614f7dc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331720150%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7AFF96D4641A27E67F5DF9F068FE67EDCB2378F1.5779F9EDB9C5C7976A7D5FB3E344683C3EAFC31D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5c11d34bf614f7dc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYsirAPG3jh9SZg3lgpzManUfll0&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.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5c11d34bf614f7dc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331720150%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7AFF96D4641A27E67F5DF9F068FE67EDCB2378F1.5779F9EDB9C5C7976A7D5FB3E344683C3EAFC31D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5c11d34bf614f7dc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYsirAPG3jh9SZg3lgpzManUfll0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Logan Caldwell comes in First! (yet again!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;P.S. this was before any of our gardening or weeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-8145282976972927087?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/8145282976972927087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/04/supercrossare-you-ready.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8145282976972927087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8145282976972927087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/04/supercrossare-you-ready.html' title='Supercross.....Are you ready?'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-1128641270175832452</id><published>2011-04-05T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:37:46.025-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Nonna and Papa Jac!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On Saturday night, after daddy had been gone for three days straight, mommy invited Nonna and Papa Jac over to relax with us after our garden was in and daddy was home making margaritas! So when I woke up from my nice long nap, Nonna and Papa Jac showed up to enjoy the beautiful sunshine in our refreshed backyard. It is my new hang out after all. I showed Papa Jac the neighbors dog through the fence and where all the worms are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wWJ6DchpMM4/TZt7kvwhVPI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/kZD7Vx_7yA0/s1600/2011-04-05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wWJ6DchpMM4/TZt7kvwhVPI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/kZD7Vx_7yA0/s640/2011-04-05.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the wind started to build up and the sun started to go down we went inside for my early Easter present. Yay me! I got a nice pair of summer pajamas, TWO plates and a new sippy cup with a straw. Which I LOVE by the way! Thank you, Nonna and Papa Jac&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wactY22gJdI/TZt7q3mcFbI/AAAAAAAAAwU/oz95gSbUHlE/s1600/2011-04-051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wactY22gJdI/TZt7q3mcFbI/AAAAAAAAAwU/oz95gSbUHlE/s640/2011-04-051.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After I was tucked away nicely in my&amp;nbsp;crib (ship, is what it is called if you ask Tante Lauren, she said I go sailing through the night in it!) Daddy built a nice fire in the chimney outside and I am told they enjoyed lots&amp;nbsp;of wine before going in to have some delicious Nutella soufle's, courtesy of Nonna.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v0X83mI9uRM/TZt7wKhioII/AAAAAAAAAwY/4w61D6j9vl0/s1600/2011-04-052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v0X83mI9uRM/TZt7wKhioII/AAAAAAAAAwY/4w61D6j9vl0/s640/2011-04-052.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The girls enjoyed the fire too! Especially eating the sparks that flew off of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The next morning, as usual, it was time for some fresh air and playing on my bicycle and in the dirt while they enjoyed Huevos Rancheros and coffee!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dKPLDfBeDM0/TZt72cKjFmI/AAAAAAAAAwc/fGSUgUJbnfg/s1600/2011-04-053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dKPLDfBeDM0/TZt72cKjFmI/AAAAAAAAAwc/fGSUgUJbnfg/s640/2011-04-053.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a FABULOUS weekend! Mommy will update with pictures of the garden later in the week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-1128641270175832452?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/1128641270175832452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/04/nonna-and-papa-jac.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1128641270175832452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1128641270175832452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/04/nonna-and-papa-jac.html' title='Nonna and Papa Jac!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wWJ6DchpMM4/TZt7kvwhVPI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/kZD7Vx_7yA0/s72-c/2011-04-05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-6896926755921594190</id><published>2011-03-29T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:38:15.881-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Firehouse'/><title type='text'>Visiting Daddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy went to work on Friday and was planning on staying there until Monday! So mommy told me we were going to surprise him and go visit on Sunday. So we woke up somewhat early, got ready, baked cookies and headed down to have lunch with Daddy, Uncle Rosie and Uncle Al. I wasn't too sure about the station at first, plus with no nap I was in a little bit of a mood, but once I saw that engine I just wanted to hang out in the apparatus bay and take it all in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Jb1RMOma1w/TZIztk7x2JI/AAAAAAAAAwE/ad-ffjrZKM4/s1600/Firehouse2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Jb1RMOma1w/TZIztk7x2JI/AAAAAAAAAwE/ad-ffjrZKM4/s640/Firehouse2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uncle Rosie called Aunt Monica whom was just at the San Francisco Zoo with Mason and Natalia so when she was done she headed over for a little visit too! That was fun cause Mason and I ran all over the station. Which was sure to make for a nap on the way home. Mommy was thankful for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uwrWOijTIMc/TZIzzBTDRvI/AAAAAAAAAwI/3fW5gbW8BVE/s1600/First+Cookie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uwrWOijTIMc/TZIzzBTDRvI/AAAAAAAAAwI/3fW5gbW8BVE/s640/First+Cookie.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since mommy made her specialty chocolate chip cookies, and I was a good boy, I was given one for the first time and I didn't leave a crumb on my highchair. I picked up every little crumb that was left. Now mommy has to get a cookie jar so she can keep it stocked just for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Monday when daddy got home we started to plant our garden, we went down to Midcity Nursery, in American Canyon, to pick up some paydirt and some tomatoe cages to get those planted. I had so much fun with my red bucket and shovel (thank you Tante Colette!) helping mommy dig the holes and planting them. Stay tuned for more on our garden, we will be working on it somemore this weekend. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CsgS8i4TKOk/TZIz55pCwAI/AAAAAAAAAwM/OVOCe_NL_hU/s1600/Garden.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CsgS8i4TKOk/TZIz55pCwAI/AAAAAAAAAwM/OVOCe_NL_hU/s640/Garden.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yeah I helped water them too, see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-6896926755921594190?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/6896926755921594190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/03/visiting-daddy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/6896926755921594190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/6896926755921594190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/03/visiting-daddy.html' title='Visiting Daddy!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Jb1RMOma1w/TZIztk7x2JI/AAAAAAAAAwE/ad-ffjrZKM4/s72-c/Firehouse2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-80785132624063437</id><published>2011-03-17T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:38:35.515-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Happy Saint Patricks Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is amazing how much one can grow and change in a year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-bzRs45GCNTM/TYJXNxH2UII/AAAAAAAAAv8/4lJzioxJKDE/s1600/Holiday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-bzRs45GCNTM/TYJXNxH2UII/AAAAAAAAAv8/4lJzioxJKDE/s640/Holiday.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;3/17/2010&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;3/17/2011&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ZDOFG5uxQNA/TYJXRyMn4iI/AAAAAAAAAwA/VJr4FG83nTg/s1600/Holiday1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ZDOFG5uxQNA/TYJXRyMn4iI/AAAAAAAAAwA/VJr4FG83nTg/s640/Holiday1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Believe it or not this boy is sick. He just got back from the doctor with Daddy where the doctor said to let this horrible cold / flu run it's course for another week. We hope you are all going to enjoy your Corned Beef and Cabbage and Green Beer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-80785132624063437?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/80785132624063437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-saint-patricks-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/80785132624063437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/80785132624063437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-saint-patricks-day.html' title='Happy Saint Patricks Day!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-bzRs45GCNTM/TYJXNxH2UII/AAAAAAAAAv8/4lJzioxJKDE/s72-c/Holiday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-8079312156752338679</id><published>2011-03-17T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:39:01.450-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>Sicky!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is how we are feeling in our household this week!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-wAfEu1gMHg8/TYI_VpI9oYI/AAAAAAAAAv4/vUQOHIQ_IzY/s1600/IMG00618-20110309-0844.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-wAfEu1gMHg8/TYI_VpI9oYI/AAAAAAAAAv4/vUQOHIQ_IzY/s640/IMG00618-20110309-0844.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am very sick.......we shall see what the doctor says today. Daddy and I are there now while mommy is home getting some rest. Will post St. Patrick's Day post later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-8079312156752338679?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/8079312156752338679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/03/sicky.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8079312156752338679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8079312156752338679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/03/sicky.html' title='Sicky!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-wAfEu1gMHg8/TYI_VpI9oYI/AAAAAAAAAv4/vUQOHIQ_IzY/s72-c/IMG00618-20110309-0844.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-8161376773967747309</id><published>2011-03-13T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:39:42.944-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Busy is an understatement!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The week after Logan's birthday we had this special guys 3rd Birthday! He is our dear sweet, loving, caring and all BOY AJ. Logan looks up to him so much and had so much fun dancing to the music and watching musical chairs take place at his party. This was the first party that Logan was able to really enjoy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-E49QQFuP7Pc/TX0YNAL0otI/AAAAAAAAAus/35SQIAlUI2c/s1600/1st+Birthday5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-E49QQFuP7Pc/TX0YNAL0otI/AAAAAAAAAus/35SQIAlUI2c/s640/1st+Birthday5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There was lots of boys to play with, balloons to look at and of course Logan's favorite Diva, Amy was there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But most of all he loved hanging out at the gate watching the horse, sheep and goats run around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-oH5sqOOUuXQ/TX0YVvxPAHI/AAAAAAAAAuw/adcONJHJNSc/s1600/Aj+3rd+Birthday+Party.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-oH5sqOOUuXQ/TX0YVvxPAHI/AAAAAAAAAuw/adcONJHJNSc/s640/Aj+3rd+Birthday+Party.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Since the weather has been so nice, he has done nothing short of ask to go outside, in Logan's words he points and says "OUT." So we have gone on many walks, played in the dirt in the backyard, pulled weeds, planted flowers, chased the girls, and most importantly riden both of Logan's KTM bikes. Not only the bicycle balance bike but yes the dirt bike too! (with daddy's assistance)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-qoRDl0yfg3Y/TX0Yeg4hSqI/AAAAAAAAAu0/sDwqH6Bv5Og/s1600/Aj+3rd+Birthday+Party1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-qoRDl0yfg3Y/TX0Yeg4hSqI/AAAAAAAAAu0/sDwqH6Bv5Og/s640/Aj+3rd+Birthday+Party1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I, Mommy, had to shift gears immediately following Logan and Aj's birthdays and start in on the preparation for this special ladies &lt;strong&gt;60th.&lt;/strong&gt; That's right believe it or not my mama, or Logan's Nana is now a beautiful 60 years old. The planning for this special day took months, but once the kid parties were over, Brandy and I got to work right away on all of the details. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(picture taken 3/6/2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FpxgGnM1lP4/TX0YmJdxO5I/AAAAAAAAAu4/83AGyWPWPXU/s1600/Visitors+my+1st+Month.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FpxgGnM1lP4/TX0YmJdxO5I/AAAAAAAAAu4/83AGyWPWPXU/s640/Visitors+my+1st+Month.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The tables were adorned with Hydranga's wrapped in a tea leaf inside of a glass vase, napkins (courtesy of Tante Colette, from Lauren's wedding) with a scalloped edge placecard placed neatly on top and finished off with a small green apple accent. The entire winery (&lt;a href="http://www.valleygatevineyards.com/"&gt;Valley Gate Vineyards&lt;/a&gt;) was just beaming with mom touches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-oa0WrO9SqAk/TX0YrWQJcvI/AAAAAAAAAu8/ubPBjmnNYvI/s1600/Moms+Birthday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-oa0WrO9SqAk/TX0YrWQJcvI/AAAAAAAAAu8/ubPBjmnNYvI/s640/Moms+Birthday.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The food, catering courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.alexscatering.com/"&gt;Alex's Catering&lt;/a&gt;, whom Brandy did the&amp;nbsp;honors of arranging all of the fabulous food on the menu. She is amazing at what she does at &lt;a href="http://blisseventproductions.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bliss&lt;/a&gt;. I am just fortunate enough to call her not only my sister-in-law but also my friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-F8cNBtqDXWU/TX0YxJivPYI/AAAAAAAAAvA/3q9-Txf5Azk/s1600/Moms+Birthday1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-F8cNBtqDXWU/TX0YxJivPYI/AAAAAAAAAvA/3q9-Txf5Azk/s640/Moms+Birthday1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But most of all it took this mama's breath away and that was her children's goal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HzgQiPQWvk8/TX0Y2cgVPtI/AAAAAAAAAvE/N81je66BNB4/s1600/Moms+Birthday2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HzgQiPQWvk8/TX0Y2cgVPtI/AAAAAAAAAvE/N81je66BNB4/s640/Moms+Birthday2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So now we will be getting back to life as we know it once this horrible cold has left our house. For days we were sure that the fever and congestion, Logan has,&amp;nbsp;was just teeth coming in but as of Thursday it has gone into a horrible cough and mama has a stuffy head. So we will be laying low and hoping that we can attend our first swim lesson on Saturday. But we will have to wait and see what the doctors orders are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-8161376773967747309?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/8161376773967747309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/03/busy-is-understatement.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8161376773967747309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8161376773967747309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/03/busy-is-understatement.html' title='Busy is an understatement!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-E49QQFuP7Pc/TX0YNAL0otI/AAAAAAAAAus/35SQIAlUI2c/s72-c/1st+Birthday5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-4035323551528142448</id><published>2011-02-07T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:40:11.326-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>I'm One!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was my Birthday! Mommy and Daddy did it up right, complete with Bounce House, Sangria and Carnitas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TVBnrbEEh7I/AAAAAAAAAuU/nwBvZWDCaN0/s1600/1st+Birthday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TVBnrbEEh7I/AAAAAAAAAuU/nwBvZWDCaN0/s640/1st+Birthday.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone was here to help me celebrate a year of fun and excitement!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TVBnx_2rNDI/AAAAAAAAAuY/me4ag4BrFxs/s1600/1st+Birthday1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TVBnx_2rNDI/AAAAAAAAAuY/me4ag4BrFxs/s640/1st+Birthday1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dinha made the Barnyard cake for all to enjoy and Mommy made a special Apple Spice Cake just for me, with homemade Whipped Cream Frosting. But I wanted NOTHING to do with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TVBn1dxuZkI/AAAAAAAAAuc/Blkfr-BlM8A/s1600/1st+Birthday2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TVBn1dxuZkI/AAAAAAAAAuc/Blkfr-BlM8A/s640/1st+Birthday2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TVBn6KAB_mI/AAAAAAAAAug/ujS65E7iwe4/s1600/1st+Birthday3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TVBn6KAB_mI/AAAAAAAAAug/ujS65E7iwe4/s640/1st+Birthday3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Buddy Jackson stayed over and we jumped in the Bounce House first thing in the morning. When it was time for him to go, he gave me some sugar! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TVBn-94D94I/AAAAAAAAAuk/9D3-54hN85c/s1600/1st+Birthday4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TVBn-94D94I/AAAAAAAAAuk/9D3-54hN85c/s640/1st+Birthday4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you so much for coming to my party!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-4035323551528142448?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/4035323551528142448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-one.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4035323551528142448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4035323551528142448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-one.html' title='I&apos;m One!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TVBnrbEEh7I/AAAAAAAAAuU/nwBvZWDCaN0/s72-c/1st+Birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-6869177864510648513</id><published>2011-02-05T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:40:41.097-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY!</title><content type='html'>Dear Logan, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 1st Birthday! Wow, can it be that a year has really gone by? Where has the time gone? Daddy and I love you so very much, you truly were a blessing to us. We tried and tried to have a baby for many years (5) and after many heartaches and disappointments you were given to us on this special day, Feb. 5th 2010 at 1:14 pm. I can't say that you will never know how much we love and cherish every moment with you because one day when you are grown and a father you will feel that very same thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past year, you and I have met the goals that we have set out to do. Like, Breastfeeding. I said I was going to do it for the first year and I have. It wasn't very easy and there were definite times in the first couple of months that I cried while doing it, cause I just didn't think I was doing it right. But we caught on, and worked through it together. Now you are drinking whole milk and boy do you love it! No more boob for you, at least not from me anymore. Napping, that has been another that we set out to achieve without you falling asleep on the boob or the bottle, breastmilk of course, and now like clockwork you are placed gently in your crib around 12 everyday and you softly close your eyes and it's off to dream of motorcycles and trucks. Walking, I knew it would happen but at 10 months, really? Now you are a pro and you get pretty close to running to catch something, like the front door opening or Moose and Zee on Nick Jr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that the next year, and the year after that and so on, are going to be wonderful too! But there is nothing like this time right now, the cuddling, the way you grab and squeeze my leg and say mama, how that tells me you need me. It has been the best job ever! I was told by someone very dear to me that this is the best hat I have ever worn and I can honestly say that I feel as though it has come very natural to me, and you have made it so very easy. I Love you Logan Van!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TU2zw8gAMyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/NYeyx63p4kA/s1600/P2060030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TU2zw8gAMyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/NYeyx63p4kA/s640/P2060030.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TU2z6okSgtI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/-u0IRwH90_k/s1600/P2050011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TU2z6okSgtI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/-u0IRwH90_k/s640/P2050011.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Always Your, &lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;br /&gt;Kisses and Hugs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-6869177864510648513?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/6869177864510648513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/6869177864510648513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/6869177864510648513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TU2zw8gAMyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/NYeyx63p4kA/s72-c/P2060030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-3867440276969558899</id><published>2011-01-29T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:41:01.721-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>Got Milk?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TUSkHDGdWsI/AAAAAAAAAuA/DiT0RZUCKTA/s1600/Snow7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TUSkHDGdWsI/AAAAAAAAAuA/DiT0RZUCKTA/s640/Snow7.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well it has happened, I am down to only one nursing a day, it is sad, exciting, and bittersweet. My goal was to nurse until a year, and sadly we are coming up on that faster than I ever wanted to. He is most definitely a boob man, you just have to say the word ("ninny" that is what we call it) and he comes running. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now when I come home from the grocery store with Logan's milk, he gets very excited and wants to help put it away. He LOVES his milk. (as long as it is warm)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-3867440276969558899?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/3867440276969558899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/01/got-milk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/3867440276969558899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/3867440276969558899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/01/got-milk.html' title='Got Milk?'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TUSkHDGdWsI/AAAAAAAAAuA/DiT0RZUCKTA/s72-c/Snow7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-8826224958411873460</id><published>2011-01-27T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:41:31.804-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;From Mommy:&lt;/span&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We did it! We took Logan to the snow for the first time, and it was awesome. It was just our small little family of 5, yes Mitchell, Logan, Bella, Georgia and me (Mommy). We drove up right at Logan's nap time thinking he would sleep the entire way, but we weren't so lucky, he was a good boy though. We just stopped at In &amp;amp; Out for a burger and of course he had some boob, fruit, puffs and a cookie. Lately he can really eat, I swear he is going to put us in the poor house the way he puts the food away and the milk. Yes he is on whole milk now for all of his feedings except the first one in the morning, after all breakfast is the most important meal of the day and isn't breastmilk the breakfast of champions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TUGkjGmgf4I/AAAAAAAAAtg/lTfAp2yXJVA/s1600/Snow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TUGkjGmgf4I/AAAAAAAAAtg/lTfAp2yXJVA/s640/Snow.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He wasn't too fond of getting in his big old snow suit, or the boots and he really wasn't too fond of touching the snow, see his many faces of the snow. But once we picked him up or put him on the sled and went sloshing around in the snow he seemed to be ok with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TUGkoFSib8I/AAAAAAAAAtk/BG2psp1Fh0E/s1600/Snow1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TUGkoFSib8I/AAAAAAAAAtk/BG2psp1Fh0E/s640/Snow1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See the many faces that there were? That is my leg by the way that he is gripping onto with dear life as I try to stand up and walk around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TUGkvqdA3XI/AAAAAAAAAto/FupZwOsj3AQ/s1600/Snow2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TUGkvqdA3XI/AAAAAAAAAto/FupZwOsj3AQ/s640/Snow2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As usual though Daddy is right there to show him the ropes and be sure to show him how daring and nervous he can make mommy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TUGk3eXaR4I/AAAAAAAAAts/xVxJQiegxXc/s1600/Snow3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TUGk3eXaR4I/AAAAAAAAAts/xVxJQiegxXc/s640/Snow3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TUGk8AjnFfI/AAAAAAAAAtw/zla-aWhpHHw/s1600/Snow4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TUGk8AjnFfI/AAAAAAAAAtw/zla-aWhpHHw/s640/Snow4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back at the cabin we had to get a few family shots after our little hike around the cabin and the snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls LOVED the Snow, smelling it, walking in it, and just being out in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TUGlAZ_86EI/AAAAAAAAAt0/Y_aScyWwn3w/s1600/Snow5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TUGlAZ_86EI/AAAAAAAAAt0/Y_aScyWwn3w/s640/Snow5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then it was time to warm up since it was only 42 degrees outside, but when we asked Daddy to build us a fire we didn't think he would make it like Summer inside, it was a warm 80 degrees in the little cabin, so naturally Logan being the boy that he is, took his socks off and I helped with his shirt, he walked around like he was the Man of the House (cabin), which he really is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TUGlDYbfm5I/AAAAAAAAAt4/zQ0FfxABVX0/s1600/Snow6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TUGlDYbfm5I/AAAAAAAAAt4/zQ0FfxABVX0/s640/Snow6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Family Photo (January 2011)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We can't wait to go back in a couple of weeks with the Mortimore family, that would be Logan's future inlaws. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-8826224958411873460?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/8826224958411873460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8826224958411873460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8826224958411873460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow.html' title='Snow'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TUGkjGmgf4I/AAAAAAAAAtg/lTfAp2yXJVA/s72-c/Snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-2180249366175597215</id><published>2011-01-05T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:41:55.469-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>Happy 11 Month Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TSTdz-bCsiI/AAAAAAAAAs4/OnOuiDD-H6I/s1600/Birthday1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TSTdz-bCsiI/AAAAAAAAAs4/OnOuiDD-H6I/s640/Birthday1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you are big, strong and independant sitting in your chair. You have a mind of your own, a temper just like Mommy's and the courage and strength from Daddy. We love you more than you will ever know. It took many struggles and heartaches to get you and we couldn't be happier. You were crawling (army crawl by 5 months, sitting all by yourself at&amp;nbsp;6 months,&amp;nbsp;walking by 9 1/2 months and you had gotten your first tooth by 9 months 3 weeks and so many days. You have made the last year one of the best for us, and this is just the beginning. We know that you are meant to do great things and we promise to always teach you and give you the&amp;nbsp;tools to make that happen. As we go through the last month of your first year we will reflect on the past 21 months (pregnancy and life) and always tell you the story of how you came to be ours. You truly are our angel from heaven. I hope that we continue&amp;nbsp;to always make you laugh and smile everyday. We love you baby boy!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy 11 Month Birthday Logan! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Love Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TSTd4QrnvmI/AAAAAAAAAs8/Z2fLI0KyKVw/s1600/1.5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TSTd4QrnvmI/AAAAAAAAAs8/Z2fLI0KyKVw/s640/1.5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birth 2/11/10&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now 1/4/11&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-2180249366175597215?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/2180249366175597215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-11-month-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2180249366175597215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2180249366175597215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-11-month-birthday.html' title='Happy 11 Month Birthday!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TSTdz-bCsiI/AAAAAAAAAs4/OnOuiDD-H6I/s72-c/Birthday1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-4755332636466232149</id><published>2011-01-02T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:42:19.052-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Spoiled for my 1st Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Christmas is now over, it was wonderful! On Christmas Eve, Nana, Vo, Dinha and Christian came over to help Mommy prepare for Christmas Day at my house with Nonna, Papa Jac, Great Grandpa and Great Grandma Caldwell and Grandpa and Grandma Caldwell. Mommy brined a Turkey and of course there was all of the fixings. But we can't forget about all of the presents.....oh my I didn't know what I was in for. Toys, Toys and more toys!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TSD37CQN_JI/AAAAAAAAAsU/j08dgkQn7m8/s1600/1st+Christmas3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TSD37CQN_JI/AAAAAAAAAsU/j08dgkQn7m8/s640/1st+Christmas3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that I got a lot of toys from my Nonna, Papa Jac, Great Grandparent Caldwell's and Grandma and Grandpa? Oh and look at me in my Christmas story snow outfit! Daddy is taking me to the snow and I am sure to be warm in that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TSD4B6fRDqI/AAAAAAAAAsY/ICWVkl9JNrQ/s1600/1st+Christmas4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TSD4B6fRDqI/AAAAAAAAAsY/ICWVkl9JNrQ/s640/1st+Christmas4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday after Christmas we headed up the mountain to Nonna and Papa Jac's for&amp;nbsp;brunch and to see Granny Rita and Great Uncle Greg, and yet there were MORE toys!!! Like I said I got spoiled with toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TSD4HUGGTLI/AAAAAAAAAsc/L6HmgW3-w6M/s1600/1st+Christmas5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TSD4HUGGTLI/AAAAAAAAAsc/L6HmgW3-w6M/s640/1st+Christmas5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on New Years Day Mommy and I got all ready and when Daddy got home we loaded up the car with all of our gifts and tasty goodies to celebrate with Nana, Vo, Uncle Joe, Karly, Jaron, Pining, Auntie B, Aj and Diva (that is Amy or you may know her as Shitbird). There were sooooo many presents for my cousins and I that Aj and I had to be sure and take our naps first. But as soon as we got up ripping paper and boxes and looking at all our cool.....(yes) toys, was on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TSD4NUM64fI/AAAAAAAAAsg/xJ7gqEwPTn0/s1600/1st+Christmas6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TSD4NUM64fI/AAAAAAAAAsg/xJ7gqEwPTn0/s640/1st+Christmas6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun walking, oh yeah I am walking now. Not just a few steps,&amp;nbsp;ALL over the place. I have been for a couple of weeks now. Mommy will be sure to upload my video for you all to see. But first Tante Lauren and Tante Colette have to come see&amp;nbsp;me in action in person. Not only did I get just a few more toys but I was spoiled with an entire new wardrobe and thank goodness, I am getting too big for my old clothes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TSD4TzkFMuI/AAAAAAAAAsk/TELhymanGxQ/s1600/1st+Christmas7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TSD4TzkFMuI/AAAAAAAAAsk/TELhymanGxQ/s640/1st+Christmas7.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun with all the toys, food, and paper that was all over&amp;nbsp;Nana's house. Come by and play with me sometime and I will show you what all my new stuff does. I have it all almost mastered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TSD4ZoGQCWI/AAAAAAAAAso/mfiacRcYJ94/s1600/1st+Christmas8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TSD4ZoGQCWI/AAAAAAAAAso/mfiacRcYJ94/s640/1st+Christmas8.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TSD4gWFt_eI/AAAAAAAAAss/uBEFk984Mhk/s1600/1st+Christmas9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TSD4gWFt_eI/AAAAAAAAAss/uBEFk984Mhk/s640/1st+Christmas9.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!!!! 2011 is sure to be great! I am almost 11 months old, mommy isn't saying the O word just yet. Stay tuned for a message from Mommy. Love you all, Logan Van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-4755332636466232149?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/4755332636466232149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/01/spoiled-for-my-1st-christmas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4755332636466232149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4755332636466232149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2011/01/spoiled-for-my-1st-christmas.html' title='Spoiled for my 1st Christmas!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TSD37CQN_JI/AAAAAAAAAsU/j08dgkQn7m8/s72-c/1st+Christmas3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-1414798183192105197</id><published>2010-12-23T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:42:42.301-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Sneak peek at Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a little peek at what Logan's house looks like for Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TRP-Ksi_naI/AAAAAAAAAsM/y2M9MvBFG2Q/s1600/1st+Christmas2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TRP-Ksi_naI/AAAAAAAAAsM/y2M9MvBFG2Q/s640/1st+Christmas2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-1414798183192105197?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/1414798183192105197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/12/sneak-peek-at-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1414798183192105197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1414798183192105197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/12/sneak-peek-at-christmas.html' title='Sneak peek at Christmas'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TRP-Ksi_naI/AAAAAAAAAsM/y2M9MvBFG2Q/s72-c/1st+Christmas2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-8735912420908607290</id><published>2010-12-22T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:43:03.612-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>First meeting with Santa</title><content type='html'>Well after being under the weather with lord only knows what, 101 fever, the chills, ear infections and now a sinus cold we weren't able to go to the Polar Express after all, then Mommy wasn't able to go to my favorite Uncle Ryan's birthday party and finally now a doctor visit later and a week later Mommy is just now starting to feel better. Thank goodness for that, it was really touch and go there for a&amp;nbsp;few days, I didn't think we would ever have any gifts under the tree or that I would EVER get to meet this man named Santa she kept telling me about. She would say he has a beard and sparkly blue eyes and he is going to be bringing me gifts! But not just any gifts, TOYS, and any toy(s) I wanted to ask for. So today when Daddy got home&amp;nbsp;we loaded up in the car, me in my big boy carseat, (oh yeah by the way, I am in a big boy seat now!) I should have been a month or so ago, but life has been pretty busy. So anyway......we were off to the mall for me to meet Santa. Mommy was really excited, she kept talking about what to tell him I wanted for Christmas and that he is a nice man and to not get upset. WELL.....that didn't really work out too well for her. See for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TRJ4OdzAE9I/AAAAAAAAArc/BkXq1D0oybE/s1600/1st+Christmas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TRJ4OdzAE9I/AAAAAAAAArc/BkXq1D0oybE/s640/1st+Christmas.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got pretty red and pretty upset, but not as bad as Daddy was expecting. I just kept looking up at this man that I had never seen before and Mommy just put me in his lap and turned away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But she was right in my sites the entire time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TRJ4WygibQI/AAAAAAAAArk/2XDhIzbL_2Q/s1600/Recovered+Autosave.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TRJ4WygibQI/AAAAAAAAArk/2XDhIzbL_2Q/s640/Recovered+Autosave.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor; text-align: center;"&gt;But all and all it turned out well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TRJ4TeDdS3I/AAAAAAAAArg/pGVj6-XRQF0/s1600/1st+Christmas1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TRJ4TeDdS3I/AAAAAAAAArg/pGVj6-XRQF0/s640/1st+Christmas1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;10 Months 2 Weeks and 3 Days (12/22/2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My first meeting with Santa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-8735912420908607290?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/8735912420908607290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/12/first-meeting-with-santa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8735912420908607290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8735912420908607290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/12/first-meeting-with-santa.html' title='First meeting with Santa'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TRJ4OdzAE9I/AAAAAAAAArc/BkXq1D0oybE/s72-c/1st+Christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-3372482525045138443</id><published>2010-12-15T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:43:29.003-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>Sick.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TQlP708ucoI/AAAAAAAAArU/a37frpGlOMo/s1600/1st+Thanksgiving1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TQlP708ucoI/AAAAAAAAArU/a37frpGlOMo/s640/1st+Thanksgiving1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Up to a little mischeif with one of Aj's monster trucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although mommy is very sick today we are getting ready to go to the Polar Express tomorrow. Look out Sacramento.......here we come. I will get to hang out with Jackson all day at the train museum and then we will patiently await our turn to board our Kris Kringle car and enjoy the Polar Express and meet the big guy himself......Santa Claus!! I can't wait, mommy has been telling me all about him for weeks now and singing Christmas carols. Stay tuned for lots of pictures from our fun ride tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TQlQFfQH5rI/AAAAAAAAArY/2Wfe2MHK3b0/s1600/1st+Thanksgiving.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TQlQFfQH5rI/AAAAAAAAArY/2Wfe2MHK3b0/s640/1st+Thanksgiving.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;They taste sooooo good and are very well seasonded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-3372482525045138443?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/3372482525045138443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/12/sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/3372482525045138443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/3372482525045138443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/12/sick.html' title='Sick.....'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TQlP708ucoI/AAAAAAAAArU/a37frpGlOMo/s72-c/1st+Thanksgiving1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-4227891297355306098</id><published>2010-12-07T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:43:51.912-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy 10 Month Birthday!!!!</title><content type='html'>Believe it or not I am 10 whole Months old. Alot has happened in 10 months; I have four teeth, I am crawling and semi walking. But of course Mommy and Daddy's favorite thing is that I sleep 12 hours a night. They put me down and go to bed long after I have and still wake up before I wake up. It is fabulous Mommy says! We have moved into our new home and I am LOVING it, and we will be getting my very first Christmas tree soon! Stay tuned for pictures of that.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TP53RXHVjoI/AAAAAAAAArI/_TiGOvbzObo/s1600/10+Month.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TP53RXHVjoI/AAAAAAAAArI/_TiGOvbzObo/s640/10+Month.JPG" width="640" /&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/9211643800543817951-4227891297355306098?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/4227891297355306098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-10-month-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4227891297355306098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4227891297355306098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-10-month-birthday.html' title='Happy 10 Month Birthday!!!!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TP53RXHVjoI/AAAAAAAAArI/_TiGOvbzObo/s72-c/10+Month.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-5615540006040544382</id><published>2010-11-15T12:54:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:44:25.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Office!</title><content type='html'>We are going to be out of the office for a couple of weeks, so sorry to all of you loyal followers. Life is VERY busy right now for the three of us. We will keep you updated as life slows down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-5615540006040544382?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/5615540006040544382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/11/out-of-office.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5615540006040544382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5615540006040544382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/11/out-of-office.html' title='Out of Office!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-5655862175665305109</id><published>2010-11-05T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:45:47.249-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>Happy 9 Month Birthday!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy called Mommy yesterday morning on his way home from work and said be ready to leave when I get home I am taking the family out for the day!!! We were excited, it had been a LONG three days with Daddy at work. Little did we know it was a trip to the beach, for my first time........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNRR5C40jyI/AAAAAAAAAqk/oa1pNwiAw6g/s1600/1st+Beach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNRR5C40jyI/AAAAAAAAAqk/oa1pNwiAw6g/s640/1st+Beach.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I took a nice siesta on the way, and then we stopped off at the little market for lunch, so we could have a picnic once we got there. I wasn't too sure about everything so I didn't eat too much. The weather was amazing, sky was clear the birds were singing and the water was coming up on the beach just far enough to feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNRR_JuTeiI/AAAAAAAAAqo/kc5qiB3SXOM/s1600/1st+Beach1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNRR_JuTeiI/AAAAAAAAAqo/kc5qiB3SXOM/s640/1st+Beach1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all too nice not to dip our toes in the water. Tante Lauren should love these photos, I know how she is about sandy feet!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNRSIZtk1bI/AAAAAAAAAqs/2BMbOGZCL4s/s1600/1st+Beach2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNRSIZtk1bI/AAAAAAAAAqs/2BMbOGZCL4s/s640/1st+Beach2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just for Tante!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNRSPaugr_I/AAAAAAAAAqw/xs_eLS75d2Y/s1600/1st+Beach3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNRSPaugr_I/AAAAAAAAAqw/xs_eLS75d2Y/s640/1st+Beach3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the water just like I love my bath. I wanted to sit down in it, but Mommy forgot a towel. She actually forgot a lot of things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNRSV7iuclI/AAAAAAAAAq0/3h0gcossufY/s1600/1st+Beach4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNRSV7iuclI/AAAAAAAAAq0/3h0gcossufY/s640/1st+Beach4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a bowl to mash up my banana, so I attempted to eat it like a big boy. That was EXCITING, but it drove daddy crazy with me getting it everywhere! Mommy thought it was cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNRScBkgZjI/AAAAAAAAAq4/DImOh_9iglw/s1600/1st+Beach5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNRScBkgZjI/AAAAAAAAAq4/DImOh_9iglw/s640/1st+Beach5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the Caldwell's can't go to the beach and not stop off at a brewery so we headed to Laganitas for some Brew and Peanuts! I played with my trucks and grabbed at a taster that mommy was just smelling. I am VERY STRONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNRSgPcbSmI/AAAAAAAAAq8/t9bZcUPXUn4/s1600/Birthday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNRSgPcbSmI/AAAAAAAAAq8/t9bZcUPXUn4/s640/Birthday.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All and all it was the best 9 month birthday I could ask for. I wonder what it up for 10 months???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(P.S. Messge from Mommy: sorry there is soooo many collages, I just couldn't pick what pictures to post. We took something like 100+)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-5655862175665305109?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/5655862175665305109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-9-month-birthday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5655862175665305109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5655862175665305109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-9-month-birthday.html' title='Happy 9 Month Birthday!!!!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNRR5C40jyI/AAAAAAAAAqk/oa1pNwiAw6g/s72-c/1st+Beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-6470632553718090884</id><published>2010-11-02T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:46:18.425-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>A Day of Play Dates......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Message from Mommy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I recieved the text message from Denise asking to watch the girls while she went to vote, I was so EXCITED!!!! Then I got a phone call from Brandy asking if I could watch Aj while she went to an appointment and I didn't even think once, "of course!" I said. Now I thought that Mitchell was going to be home to help just in case I needed him, but duty called and he got overtime at work. No biggy, Emily and Aj are just a few months apart and can entertain one another and Allison and Logan are playing much better with one another now that they see each other more often and are getting older too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as luck would have it Denise picked the girls up about 30 minutes before Aj arrived so there was just enough time to nurse and change Logan before his cousin arrived. But I had fun snapping shots of all the kids while they were here. Then Aj, Logan and I loaded up in the Fire Chief car and met up with Denise, Emily and Allison at the park right before lunch. It was a lovely day, although it was only a short time with all of the kids I can see myself with more than one child, it is so entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNB8GeoDoiI/AAAAAAAAAqU/AliXAIWOzgg/s1600/First+Play+Date.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNB8GeoDoiI/AAAAAAAAAqU/AliXAIWOzgg/s640/First+Play+Date.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNB8MmV_EGI/AAAAAAAAAqY/RQNGHAqONnI/s1600/First+Play+Date1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNB8MmV_EGI/AAAAAAAAAqY/RQNGHAqONnI/s640/First+Play+Date1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNB8R2rpswI/AAAAAAAAAqc/HeD4l-sJR00/s1600/Logan16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNB8R2rpswI/AAAAAAAAAqc/HeD4l-sJR00/s640/Logan16.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anytime you ladies need a sitter or just want to come over for a play date, just let me know. Logan and I had a blast!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-6470632553718090884?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/6470632553718090884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-of-play-dates.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/6470632553718090884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/6470632553718090884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-of-play-dates.html' title='A Day of Play Dates......'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TNB8GeoDoiI/AAAAAAAAAqU/AliXAIWOzgg/s72-c/First+Play+Date.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-6628605938225006113</id><published>2010-11-01T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:46:54.367-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Trick or Treat!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Halloween 2010"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TM8jsIagVII/AAAAAAAAAp8/suQImWHUu40/s1600/2010-11-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TM8jsIagVII/AAAAAAAAAp8/suQImWHUu40/s640/2010-11-01.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wasn't too sure about this silly costume that Mommy put on me, but once I was out and about in front of all of my peeps it sure was a blast. I was laughing with everyone laughing at me. Then Mommy, Daddy and Dinha took me out and about to the neighbors houses to get some candy. We didn't get any though, mommy just told the neighbors that she wanted to show me off in my lion costume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TM8jxV_8CwI/AAAAAAAAAqA/1pyeuQ93FXk/s1600/2010-11-012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TM8jxV_8CwI/AAAAAAAAAqA/1pyeuQ93FXk/s640/2010-11-012.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then it was back home to give everyone waiting at my house a real treat. Mommy and Dinha set me on the doorstep and doorbell ditched for Nana and Nonna to see. They thought that was sure special. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TM8j3ikMvxI/AAAAAAAAAqE/_33NXlmAtUo/s1600/2010-11-011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TM8j3ikMvxI/AAAAAAAAAqE/_33NXlmAtUo/s640/2010-11-011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emily and Allison stopped by to say hi and have a photo session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-6628605938225006113?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/6628605938225006113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/11/trick-or-treat.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/6628605938225006113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/6628605938225006113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat!!!!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TM8jsIagVII/AAAAAAAAAp8/suQImWHUu40/s72-c/2010-11-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-690942868101796309</id><published>2010-10-31T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:47:16.284-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TM2ktRC--EI/AAAAAAAAAp4/WDLqQHTq3nU/s1600/Halloween.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TM2ktRC--EI/AAAAAAAAAp4/WDLqQHTq3nU/s640/Halloween.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trick or Treat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-690942868101796309?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/690942868101796309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/690942868101796309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/690942868101796309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TM2ktRC--EI/AAAAAAAAAp4/WDLqQHTq3nU/s72-c/Halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-1046001777839351302</id><published>2010-10-30T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:47:49.416-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jackson!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chunky Baby!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMyY7u0R2TI/AAAAAAAAApc/S-ymAHB8_gI/s1600/P1140132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMyY7u0R2TI/AAAAAAAAApc/S-ymAHB8_gI/s640/P1140132.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This didn't happen very often back then.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMyZBDv52zI/AAAAAAAAApg/r_oZnCS8zpU/s1600/P1140136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMyZBDv52zI/AAAAAAAAApg/r_oZnCS8zpU/s640/P1140136.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cutie Pie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Have a wonderful Birthday and Halloween!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-1046001777839351302?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/1046001777839351302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-birthday-jackson.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1046001777839351302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1046001777839351302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-birthday-jackson.html' title='Happy Birthday Jackson!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMyY7u0R2TI/AAAAAAAAApc/S-ymAHB8_gI/s72-c/P1140132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-2777771005556796872</id><published>2010-10-30T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:48:27.419-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Tante Lauren</title><content type='html'>Tante Lauren requested a recipe on her blog the other day, so I (Mommy that is) has picked "Ribollita"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMyUnJpjjuI/AAAAAAAAApM/Q6BqbRlEUhc/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMyUnJpjjuI/AAAAAAAAApM/Q6BqbRlEUhc/s640/022.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ribolitta (Italian Soup)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 3 Tbsp. Olive Oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1/2 White Onion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;2 Garlic Cloves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2 Medium Carrots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2 Celery Stalks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 1/2 Quarts Chicken Broth (49 oz.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 15 oz. can Cannellini Beans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 4 Cans Whole / Diced Tomatoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2 Cups Swiss Chard chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2 Tbsp. Basil chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2 Tbsp. Cilantro chopped﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1/2 Loaf of Sourdough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Heat 1 Tbsp. olive oil, add onion and garlic and cook for about 5 minutes. Add carrots and celery, cook stirring often for 5 minutes. Stir in broth and beans and bring to a boil, reduce heat cover and simmer for 15 minutes. Add tomatoes and swiss chard and simmer for another 15 minutes, covered. During this time prepare and bake homemade croutons with the 1/2 loaf of sourdough. Just before serving add basil, cilantro and season with salt and pepper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMyUt1E5suI/AAAAAAAAApQ/rnWVrlfEHY4/s1600/DSC_0019+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMyUt1E5suI/AAAAAAAAApQ/rnWVrlfEHY4/s640/DSC_0019+(2).JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ENJOY!!!! This is a Caldwell favorite during the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are off to get ready for Halloween, here is a sneak peek......Mommy is busy baking and cooking for our party tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMyXnicUkUI/AAAAAAAAApU/mvjP0a6TDf4/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMyXnicUkUI/AAAAAAAAApU/mvjP0a6TDf4/s640/027.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMyXq5YW0lI/AAAAAAAAApY/zQVopHukCvo/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMyXq5YW0lI/AAAAAAAAApY/zQVopHukCvo/s640/028.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-2777771005556796872?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/2777771005556796872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/tante-lauren.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2777771005556796872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2777771005556796872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/tante-lauren.html' title='Tante Lauren'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMyUnJpjjuI/AAAAAAAAApM/Q6BqbRlEUhc/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-8980431569674229782</id><published>2010-10-28T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:48:54.729-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just woke up from my nap and mommy wanted to go outside and mess around with the pumpkins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMmyORHRKOI/AAAAAAAAApA/ExpntBIv4-Y/s1600/Recently+Updated.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMmyORHRKOI/AAAAAAAAApA/ExpntBIv4-Y/s640/Recently+Updated.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought they were pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMmzEM0OxmI/AAAAAAAAApI/dURksx0WMDk/s1600/Recently+Updated2-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMmzEM0OxmI/AAAAAAAAApI/dURksx0WMDk/s640/Recently+Updated2-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Let's go GIANTS!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-8980431569674229782?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/8980431569674229782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/pumpkins.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8980431569674229782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8980431569674229782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/pumpkins.html' title='Pumpkins'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMmyORHRKOI/AAAAAAAAApA/ExpntBIv4-Y/s72-c/Recently+Updated.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-2791966526092235749</id><published>2010-10-22T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:49:20.752-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Firehouse'/><title type='text'>Awards Day for Daddy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Although it was a cold and windy day in the beautiful City of Daly (Daly City that is) Mama and I made the trek in to have a picnic lunch with Daddy and all of the Daly City Employees so that Daddy and others could recieve there awards for Years of Service. Daddy has 5 years of service with Daly City!!!!! While we were though Daddy was able to show me and mama off to everyone. Plus I got to visit with all my Fire Uncles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMHFtCFlbmI/AAAAAAAAAoc/owdzxh0yqoE/s1600/DSC_0003+(3).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMHFtCFlbmI/AAAAAAAAAoc/owdzxh0yqoE/s640/DSC_0003+(3).JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMHFwx3uLzI/AAAAAAAAAog/S3Yaju7oSV0/s1600/DSC_0004+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMHFwx3uLzI/AAAAAAAAAog/S3Yaju7oSV0/s640/DSC_0004+(2).JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Uncle Bobby Brand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMHF6PwpflI/AAAAAAAAAok/dMCFWeyKvls/s1600/Logan15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMHF6PwpflI/AAAAAAAAAok/dMCFWeyKvls/s640/Logan15.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me showing off my muscles of pulling myself up in my stroller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMHF-IbU9zI/AAAAAAAAAoo/zHQ0D_7IJj8/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMHF-IbU9zI/AAAAAAAAAoo/zHQ0D_7IJj8/s640/DSC_0016.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uncle Bobby having fun snapping photos of Mama and I....she doesn't really like her picture taken.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMHGAwq1tLI/AAAAAAAAAos/40UZRmGs97I/s1600/DSC_0017+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMHGAwq1tLI/AAAAAAAAAos/40UZRmGs97I/s640/DSC_0017+(2).JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMHJXWzgIuI/AAAAAAAAAo0/3BwlN6XFOto/s1600/Firehouse1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMHJXWzgIuI/AAAAAAAAAo0/3BwlN6XFOto/s640/Firehouse1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-2791966526092235749?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/2791966526092235749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/awards-day-for-daddy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2791966526092235749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2791966526092235749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/awards-day-for-daddy.html' title='Awards Day for Daddy....'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TMHFtCFlbmI/AAAAAAAAAoc/owdzxh0yqoE/s72-c/DSC_0003+(3).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-5508175677596844030</id><published>2010-10-19T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:50:01.035-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hiking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>Eating with my fingers to hiking with old friends....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The week started out by trying some finger foods, puffs,which I wasn't too sure of the first couple of times. I think I am sensitive to textures just like my mommy. But after a few ended up in my mouth and I savored the flavor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TL4TShmxizI/AAAAAAAAAn8/fz2bJLvCGAE/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="427" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TL4TShmxizI/AAAAAAAAAn8/fz2bJLvCGAE/s640/DSC_0005.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TL4TK1bJncI/AAAAAAAAAn0/oDbACC1LxHQ/s1600/DSC_0002+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TL4TK1bJncI/AAAAAAAAAn0/oDbACC1LxHQ/s400/DSC_0002+(2).JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But then they were ALL gone and my fingers were sticky and made a fun noise when I opened and closed them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TL4TPKRCZ8I/AAAAAAAAAn4/NmoDXvX3GA8/s1600/DSC_0003+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TL4TPKRCZ8I/AAAAAAAAAn4/NmoDXvX3GA8/s640/DSC_0003+(2).JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tuesday morning we woke up early, mommy and I hurried and ate our breakfast so that we could get to this favorite spot for some nature hiking and bird watching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TL4TWZjQn6I/AAAAAAAAAoA/5U5tG5OPry8/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TL4TWZjQn6I/AAAAAAAAAoA/5U5tG5OPry8/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While daddy and I got all set up in our backpack mommy waited for some old friends to meet up with us, once they showed up it was on......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TL4TZMrENSI/AAAAAAAAAoE/G11pAP12IUo/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TL4TZMrENSI/AAAAAAAAAoE/G11pAP12IUo/s640/DSC_0011.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TL4TqLgxg7I/AAAAAAAAAoI/qM4byAhhfqY/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TL4TqLgxg7I/AAAAAAAAAoI/qM4byAhhfqY/s640/DSC_0010.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TL4TtjsKA4I/AAAAAAAAAoM/zohUmw0K0bE/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TL4TtjsKA4I/AAAAAAAAAoM/zohUmw0K0bE/s640/DSC_0020.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tia Maria, Mateo and Tio Aaron joined us on this hike, that was fun. We were able to catch up on a lot. Mateo sure did love when Mommy took his picture. Look......I even smiled for one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TL4TwbYqaGI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/XabgSM4UChU/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TL4TwbYqaGI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/XabgSM4UChU/s640/DSC_0016.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Precious lips!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TL4Tyu2XUlI/AAAAAAAAAoU/dPwfgQApK5A/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TL4Tyu2XUlI/AAAAAAAAAoU/dPwfgQApK5A/s640/DSC_0013.JPG" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommies Boys, she sure does love us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-5508175677596844030?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/5508175677596844030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/eating-with-my-fingers-to-hiking-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5508175677596844030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5508175677596844030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/eating-with-my-fingers-to-hiking-with.html' title='Eating with my fingers to hiking with old friends....'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TL4TShmxizI/AAAAAAAAAn8/fz2bJLvCGAE/s72-c/DSC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-4803937243916139338</id><published>2010-10-17T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:50:31.827-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Although it was a cloudy and rainy day, I (mommy) was way too excited to cancel our trip to the pumpkin patch. Fall is my most favorite seasons, for a couple of reasons. 1. Pumpkins are my favorite thing to decorate with, 2. The fall colors, orange, brown, red, and even a&amp;nbsp; dark mustard yellow look fabulous on me, 3. My birthday is in fall (Nov. 21st write it down!!!) 4. Thanksgiving is my ultimate favorite holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLtgwLgKewI/AAAAAAAAAnc/weG6LHN7Z54/s1600/Pumpkin+Patch2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLtgwLgKewI/AAAAAAAAAnc/weG6LHN7Z54/s640/Pumpkin+Patch2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting ready to leave for the pumpkin patch,&amp;nbsp;Logan is in his new fall / winter vest. Isn't just adorable??&amp;nbsp;On the way I kept telling him all about Pumpkins and I could tell he was very excited even though he didn't know what one was, yet.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLtg2vVdSCI/AAAAAAAAAng/1VZhmqo_jGg/s1600/Pumpkin+Patch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLtg2vVdSCI/AAAAAAAAAng/1VZhmqo_jGg/s640/Pumpkin+Patch.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But once we were there he got his fill of pumpkins and was even placed, by daddy of course, right into the middle of all of them. He was so happy, there was straw for him to play with too, and we got to visit some little piglets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLtg6qpzgUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/qkrgWSV0P_U/s1600/Pumpkin+Patch3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLtg6qpzgUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/qkrgWSV0P_U/s640/Pumpkin+Patch3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Family photo op......and with our new camera look at those vibrant colors. AMAZING, I am in love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLthB1tAyNI/AAAAAAAAAno/MIA2MxCYabc/s1600/Pumpkin+Patch1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLthB1tAyNI/AAAAAAAAAno/MIA2MxCYabc/s640/Pumpkin+Patch1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shitbird came along too, and it was a must to get yet another picture of her by a tractor, Papa will love that. I just love October and with our visit to the pumpkin patch brought Logan's first feeling and taste of rain. The Caldwell's just LOVE fall! Now we are home to make homemade Chilli and Cornbread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-4803937243916139338?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/4803937243916139338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/pumpkin-patch.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4803937243916139338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4803937243916139338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLtgwLgKewI/AAAAAAAAAnc/weG6LHN7Z54/s72-c/Pumpkin+Patch2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-4482824428511333176</id><published>2010-10-16T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:50:56.208-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>A Day of Beer and Brats!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today was a very special day, it was my very first Beer Festival, Oktoberfest Napa . Althought it wasn't that great the company was AMAZING!!! Nonna and Papa Jac joined us for a stein and some brats!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLoqIg0VtLI/AAAAAAAAAnY/_zcp3M9z9O8/s1600/Logan14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLoqIg0VtLI/AAAAAAAAAnY/_zcp3M9z9O8/s640/Logan14.jpg" width="640" /&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/9211643800543817951-4482824428511333176?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/4482824428511333176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-of-beer-and-brats.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4482824428511333176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4482824428511333176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-of-beer-and-brats.html' title='A Day of Beer and Brats!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLoqIg0VtLI/AAAAAAAAAnY/_zcp3M9z9O8/s72-c/Logan14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-6295524454462647604</id><published>2010-10-15T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:51:38.064-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>Mama's got a new Camera!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Thank you Kristen!!! This camera is awesome and look at the shots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLiBtT8LGqI/AAAAAAAAAmo/sak-R21xLyc/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLiBtT8LGqI/AAAAAAAAAmo/sak-R21xLyc/s640/DSC_0006.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLiBwW9uS7I/AAAAAAAAAms/2XYmsfJHdsI/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLiBwW9uS7I/AAAAAAAAAms/2XYmsfJHdsI/s640/DSC_0007.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLiB0W_X0LI/AAAAAAAAAmw/7PeCF7a1580/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLiB0W_X0LI/AAAAAAAAAmw/7PeCF7a1580/s640/DSC_0009.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLiB2a7T0BI/AAAAAAAAAm0/FxlImmKpyMw/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLiB2a7T0BI/AAAAAAAAAm0/FxlImmKpyMw/s640/DSC_0012.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLiCC6xWrII/AAAAAAAAAm4/BIxQgTfms7Q/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLiCC6xWrII/AAAAAAAAAm4/BIxQgTfms7Q/s640/DSC_0002.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLiCMElnXUI/AAAAAAAAAnA/79KN5L_qE4k/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLiCMElnXUI/AAAAAAAAAnA/79KN5L_qE4k/s640/DSC_0013.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I of course have to take a lesson on how to use!!! Kristen when can we get together for a crash course?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-6295524454462647604?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/6295524454462647604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/mamas-got-new-camera.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/6295524454462647604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/6295524454462647604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/mamas-got-new-camera.html' title='Mama&apos;s got a new Camera!!!!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLiBtT8LGqI/AAAAAAAAAmo/sak-R21xLyc/s72-c/DSC_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-4462820075209401184</id><published>2010-10-13T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:52:07.848-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>Just another day at home......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just couldn't pass up sharing this photo from the other night. He is still in LOVE with Sofie, especially when those nasty teeth are bothering him. I would have to say though that the new favorite toy, for sometime now has been the CAT dumptruck that Aj gave to Logan a couple of weekends ago. Thank you AJ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLaPwZZyelI/AAAAAAAAAl4/yTdU963Nwlw/s1600/PA090020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLaPwZZyelI/AAAAAAAAAl4/yTdU963Nwlw/s640/PA090020.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But when the toys aren't cutting it, there is always the girls to talk to and play with. He especially loves to hang out at the kitchen slider or the one in Mommy and Daddy's room and just chat it up! Georgia is always down for conversation with Logan through the screen, he can't get ahold of her tail this way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLaP4f0pOMI/AAAAAAAAAl8/EGz632ZYXIs/s1600/Logan13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLaP4f0pOMI/AAAAAAAAAl8/EGz632ZYXIs/s640/Logan13.jpg" width="640" /&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/9211643800543817951-4462820075209401184?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/4462820075209401184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-another-day-at-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4462820075209401184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/4462820075209401184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-another-day-at-home.html' title='Just another day at home......'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLaPwZZyelI/AAAAAAAAAl4/yTdU963Nwlw/s72-c/PA090020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-1376080564147310557</id><published>2010-10-10T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:52:44.811-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Firehouse'/><title type='text'>Firehouse Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went into the beautiful Daly City today to visit Daddy at work. I was only a little over a month old the last time a went. So this time was a big treat. When we arrived we went into the office to visit with Captain Al and I put my arms right out to go to him. We visited for a little while, I looked around the fire museum and then it was off to handle some business......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLKagCQ8R3I/AAAAAAAAAlo/Vf_6K_n-wuk/s1600/PA100020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLKagCQ8R3I/AAAAAAAAAlo/Vf_6K_n-wuk/s640/PA100020.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sitting in the Fire Engine that is.....but I didn't want anything to do with the Engine I was more interested in the Truck! Once in the Truck I rang the fire bell and invited mommy to sit with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLKaTZYLBjI/AAAAAAAAAlg/tPMTLMKhFAU/s1600/Firehouse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLKaTZYLBjI/AAAAAAAAAlg/tPMTLMKhFAU/s640/Firehouse.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Daddy's Engine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;isn't she pretty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLKaabFbNlI/AAAAAAAAAlk/YB7Lyd1B2wE/s1600/PA100014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLKaabFbNlI/AAAAAAAAAlk/YB7Lyd1B2wE/s640/PA100014.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy being silly......hahaha :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLKbhZqzmHI/AAAAAAAAAlw/6HNTpR_OfJk/s1600/PA100022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLKbhZqzmHI/AAAAAAAAAlw/6HNTpR_OfJk/s640/PA100022.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All and all it was a nice visit, we will be coming back more frequently and maybe next time Uncle Rosie will be there to visit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-1376080564147310557?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/1376080564147310557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/firehouse-visit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1376080564147310557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1376080564147310557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/firehouse-visit.html' title='Firehouse Visit'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLKagCQ8R3I/AAAAAAAAAlo/Vf_6K_n-wuk/s72-c/PA100020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-5323565951952258514</id><published>2010-10-09T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:53:19.173-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Spending a little time with family is the best time to me......especially when it is family I have never met before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLE8NVVr05I/AAAAAAAAAlE/lCJBI6HlWdw/s1600/PA070006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLE8NVVr05I/AAAAAAAAAlE/lCJBI6HlWdw/s400/PA070006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aunt Nell Caldwell from Georgia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLE8ShbMOKI/AAAAAAAAAlI/pIyed12TQws/s1600/PA070008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLE8ShbMOKI/AAAAAAAAAlI/pIyed12TQws/s400/PA070008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Uncle Bruce Caldwell from Georgia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLE8V9YoW4I/AAAAAAAAAlM/OJRYP9-Z7Is/s1600/PA090001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLE8V9YoW4I/AAAAAAAAAlM/OJRYP9-Z7Is/s400/PA090001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little Cousin Charlotte and her mommy Mary from Arizona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLE8g3DvpuI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/R-EgUzASAos/s1600/PA090007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLE8g3DvpuI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/R-EgUzASAos/s640/PA090007.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My very special Great Grandparents (Caldwell's) but I have known them since I was born......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLE8mtcBWGI/AAAAAAAAAlU/lAi5yxRCV2o/s1600/PA090012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLE8mtcBWGI/AAAAAAAAAlU/lAi5yxRCV2o/s640/PA090012.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My only Great Grandpa, he is my BUDDY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLE8ssl9j7I/AAAAAAAAAlY/e7WfTKREXko/s1600/PA090003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLE8ssl9j7I/AAAAAAAAAlY/e7WfTKREXko/s400/PA090003.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sharing with Charlotte was a little hard but I am learning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you for coming and visiting, come back soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love Logan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-5323565951952258514?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/5323565951952258514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5323565951952258514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5323565951952258514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TLE8NVVr05I/AAAAAAAAAlE/lCJBI6HlWdw/s72-c/PA070006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-8380041147621682995</id><published>2010-10-08T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:54:13.466-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Happy Friday!!!! Crafts and Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This morning after we woke up and ate our breakfast we loaded up in the BOB (stroller) and walked the long walk (5 or 10 minutes) up to The Mortimore household for some Halloween decorating and attempt at baking cookies with 3 un-cooperative children. But Logan had his fun playing and being a little too rough with Allison, as usual. So before we could get the cookies baked it was time to head home and have banana and back to bed for Logan's nap it was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TK9-ZcAQYII/AAAAAAAAAk4/-BSEOtTjNUE/s1600/Logan12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TK9-ZcAQYII/AAAAAAAAAk4/-BSEOtTjNUE/s640/Logan12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course Emily was the lucky girl to lick the spoon clean after mixing up all the ingredients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TK9-lgY0lzI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Nfw-l5DmTYY/s1600/Logan11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TK9-lgY0lzI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Nfw-l5DmTYY/s640/Logan11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is sooooooooooo stinkin' cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-8380041147621682995?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/8380041147621682995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-friday-crafts-and-cookies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8380041147621682995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/8380041147621682995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-friday-crafts-and-cookies.html' title='Happy Friday!!!! Crafts and Cookies'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TK9-ZcAQYII/AAAAAAAAAk4/-BSEOtTjNUE/s72-c/Logan12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-2374214219861434356</id><published>2010-10-06T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:54:50.523-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logan'/><title type='text'>Happy 8 Month Birthday!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is me on my 8 Month birthday, chillin' in my pj's for most of the day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TK0BFaEboTI/AAAAAAAAAkY/J8LAORPLGeg/s1600/Logan10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TK0BFaEboTI/AAAAAAAAAkY/J8LAORPLGeg/s640/Logan10.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is pretty much what I do most of the time, STAND UP! I think I am pretty much the best thing EVER! Mommy tells me that I am......Can you believe it I am 8 Months old. I will be walking really soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TK0BTTBDdTI/AAAAAAAAAkc/9OcZhq4KDlI/s1600/P1010010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TK0BTTBDdTI/AAAAAAAAAkc/9OcZhq4KDlI/s640/P1010010.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for my 8 Month Birthday, Mommy, Auntie Denise, Emily, Allison and I went to the Nut Tree. I went on my first Merry Go Round and my first train ride!!!! I loved the train ride but wasn't too sure about the Merry Go Round. Next time I am sure it will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TK0DSEXz_fI/AAAAAAAAAkg/cFEb1Au4aZQ/s1600/IMG953096.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TK0DSEXz_fI/AAAAAAAAAkg/cFEb1Au4aZQ/s640/IMG953096.jpg" width="475" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TK0EHAjgTSI/AAAAAAAAAkw/cAZ5tR74Eew/s1600/IMG953095.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TK0EHAjgTSI/AAAAAAAAAkw/cAZ5tR74Eew/s640/IMG953095.jpg" width="475" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TK0DWtbqF0I/AAAAAAAAAkk/ypUbQyQD_y4/s1600/IMG953107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TK0DWtbqF0I/AAAAAAAAAkk/ypUbQyQD_y4/s640/IMG953107.jpg" width="475" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TK0DbWFDfpI/AAAAAAAAAko/o3qJfGShi7I/s1600/IMG953108.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TK0DbWFDfpI/AAAAAAAAAko/o3qJfGShi7I/s640/IMG953108.jpg" width="475" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TK0D8PCUYGI/AAAAAAAAAks/5G7iCv7OZWk/s1600/IMG953106.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TK0D8PCUYGI/AAAAAAAAAks/5G7iCv7OZWk/s640/IMG953106.jpg" width="475" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Until Next time.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-2374214219861434356?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/2374214219861434356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-8-month-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2374214219861434356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2374214219861434356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-8-month-birthday.html' title='Happy 8 Month Birthday!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TK0BFaEboTI/AAAAAAAAAkY/J8LAORPLGeg/s72-c/Logan10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-9194304654949616633</id><published>2010-09-28T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T14:03:40.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Toy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look at me in my&amp;nbsp;shiny new Fire Chief vehicle. I was soooooo happy when&amp;nbsp;Scott came by to drop this off.&amp;nbsp;I didn't want to get out and&amp;nbsp;I really&amp;nbsp;didn't want daddy to stop pushing me around. Thank you Dinha and&amp;nbsp;Scott for picking this out for me while I was still in Mommy's tummy. I will get lots of use and fun times out of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TKJVVJ7zMzI/AAAAAAAAAkM/iGHUwrbWXqs/s1600/Logan8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TKJVVJ7zMzI/AAAAAAAAAkM/iGHUwrbWXqs/s640/Logan8.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was custom made just for me by &lt;a href="http://totrodz.com/"&gt;totrodz.com&lt;/a&gt;. It has Daddy's engine number on the back fenders and the maltese cross on the door along with the Fire Department, Oh Yeah Baby!!!! Daly City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TKJVNPCBTPI/AAAAAAAAAkI/hGl9R7sUWuI/s1600/PICT0022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TKJVNPCBTPI/AAAAAAAAAkI/hGl9R7sUWuI/s640/PICT0022.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where is my steering wheel so I can be in charge?﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TKJVb29RK9I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/nuuNWL5oJ1c/s1600/Logan9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TKJVb29RK9I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/nuuNWL5oJ1c/s640/Logan9.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Watch me riding around and waving.....I was having such a good time I didn't want to go inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-75c34244a89e7786" 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://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D75c34244a89e7786%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331720150%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3466902FEE9D327BB1CF124C5EEBBF8F82A91412.A137A74806DD206EA2BE05D212436F5B89591F4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D75c34244a89e7786%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFyDMbAVRfPJnL6WPIr5MgNkWmDM&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://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D75c34244a89e7786%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331720150%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3466902FEE9D327BB1CF124C5EEBBF8F82A91412.A137A74806DD206EA2BE05D212436F5B89591F4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D75c34244a89e7786%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFyDMbAVRfPJnL6WPIr5MgNkWmDM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry the video isn't the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-9194304654949616633?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/9194304654949616633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-new-toy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/9194304654949616633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/9194304654949616633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-new-toy.html' title='My New Toy!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TKJVVJ7zMzI/AAAAAAAAAkM/iGHUwrbWXqs/s72-c/Logan8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-22916856769522373</id><published>2010-09-26T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T11:51:38.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedication Day / Appointment of the Godparents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A very special day that began with my godmother (Dinha) dressing me in my very best, that my mommy made with love. She showered me with kisses and hugs the whole day through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TJ-UN8jAmQI/AAAAAAAAAjw/3599POA6jmY/s1600/Appointment+of+Godparents.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TJ-UN8jAmQI/AAAAAAAAAjw/3599POA6jmY/s640/Appointment+of+Godparents.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The tables were set and lined with antique table cloths and scales, Thank you Tante Colette for sharing it helped make my day of dedication that much more special. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TJ-UVPGO6qI/AAAAAAAAAj0/P-7BkQDn9aY/s1600/Appointment+of+Godparents1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TJ-UVPGO6qI/AAAAAAAAAj0/P-7BkQDn9aY/s640/Appointment+of+Godparents1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lots of love from my godfather and Auntie B, they were so excited and honored to be appointed as the godfather (Pining), I can't wait to save more money in my college fund! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TJ-UbxbIdcI/AAAAAAAAAj4/V_3-H8QoajM/s1600/Appointment+of+Godparents2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TJ-UbxbIdcI/AAAAAAAAAj4/V_3-H8QoajM/s640/Appointment+of+Godparents2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As you can see the entire family came out to celebrate this day with Daddy, Mommy and Me. They listened to speeches and words from the heart as Mommy and Daddy asked Dinha and Pining to embrace this honor of being my godparents! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TJ-UkD3SaLI/AAAAAAAAAj8/071p0wj9K3o/s1600/Appointment+of+Godparents3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TJ-UkD3SaLI/AAAAAAAAAj8/071p0wj9K3o/s640/Appointment+of+Godparents3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But of course Dinha and Pining said a few words graciously accepting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TJ-UsBAD3HI/AAAAAAAAAkA/dE1jUnepO60/s1600/Dedication+Day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TJ-UsBAD3HI/AAAAAAAAAkA/dE1jUnepO60/s640/Dedication+Day.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you to everyone for coming to my Dedication Day and all of my beautiful gifts and loving thoughts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-22916856769522373?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/22916856769522373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/09/dedication-day-appointment-of.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/22916856769522373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/22916856769522373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/09/dedication-day-appointment-of.html' title='Dedication Day / Appointment of the Godparents'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TJ-UN8jAmQI/AAAAAAAAAjw/3599POA6jmY/s72-c/Appointment+of+Godparents.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-5015924061159694896</id><published>2010-09-23T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T09:28:22.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloth Diapers are the BEST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Top Ten Environmental Reasons for Choosing Cloth Diapers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;1. Disposable diapers use 2x as much water as cotton diapers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;2. Disposable diapers use 3x as much energy as cotton diapers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 3. Disposable diapers generate 60x more solid waste than cotton diapers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 4. Disposable diapers use 20x as much raw materials than cotton diapers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;5. 250 million trees per year are destroyed to make disposable diapers - approximately 4.5 for each baby who uses them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 6.It takes between 200-500 years for a disposable diaper to decompose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 7. Disposable diapers are the third largest single consumer item in landfills** and&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; represent 30% of non-biodegradable waste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 8. 1 ton of garbage is created for each baby who uses disposable diapers. (1/3 lb diaper x 6000 changes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 9. 1 cup of crude oil is used for the plastic in 1 disposable diaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 10. 18 billion disposable diapers are used in the U.S. each year...that's enough to stretch to the moon and back 9 times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Thousands of tons of disposable diapers in the USA Municipal Waste Facilities**:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;1960 = 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;1970 = 350&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;1980 = 1,930&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;1990 = 2,700&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;2000 = 3,230&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;2007 = 3,730 (that's 3 million 700 and 30 thousand TONS of diapers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TJt_4FWXo-I/AAAAAAAAAjo/r7UrG9Y6_n0/s1600/P2190071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TJt_4FWXo-I/AAAAAAAAAjo/r7UrG9Y6_n0/s640/P2190071.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Logan's diapers hanging to dry! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The sources for the facts listed above are the following: Sierra Club, Californians Against Waste, Rhode Island Solid Waste Management Agency, Lehrberguer Report on the Impact of Diapers on the Environment, Greenpeace, Environmental Defense Fund, Center for Policy Alternatives. **2007 EPA Municipal Solid Waste Fact and Figures page 81&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-5015924061159694896?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/5015924061159694896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/09/cloth-diapers-are-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5015924061159694896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/5015924061159694896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/09/cloth-diapers-are-best.html' title='Cloth Diapers are the BEST!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TJt_4FWXo-I/AAAAAAAAAjo/r7UrG9Y6_n0/s72-c/P2190071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-2795379188323147677</id><published>2010-09-21T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T21:37:47.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at Me!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are just a few pictures of some new places I like to hang out. YES! That is me standing, I pull myself up on anything I get my cute little hands on. (a chair, basket, table or even a little shelf.) I am having a blast exploring the house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TJmHTobgB8I/AAAAAAAAAjg/Ookp3eDKfPA/s1600/Logan7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TJmHTobgB8I/AAAAAAAAAjg/Ookp3eDKfPA/s640/Logan7.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Floor time at night with the family is fun too! I get to play with the girls, Georgia and Bella of course. They are so much fun, and sooooo good with me. I pull on there tails and pull out there hair and they just sit there and take it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TJmHSDjpKWI/AAAAAAAAAjY/3EgJeS-P1QI/s1600/Logan6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TJmHSDjpKWI/AAAAAAAAAjY/3EgJeS-P1QI/s640/Logan6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy put together these collages for you to all see what I have been up to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-2795379188323147677?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/2795379188323147677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/09/look-at-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2795379188323147677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2795379188323147677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/09/look-at-me.html' title='Look at Me!!!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TJmHTobgB8I/AAAAAAAAAjg/Ookp3eDKfPA/s72-c/Logan7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-1155097603138494141</id><published>2010-09-13T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T13:23:26.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Advanced!</title><content type='html'>Today was my 6 month check-up (even though I am 7 Months&amp;nbsp;1 Week and 1 Day old). In the doctors words, "he is advanced, so when reading on what to expect, read about what an 8 / 9 month old is doing because that is where he is at today."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 lbs 10oz.&lt;br /&gt;29 inches long&lt;br /&gt;and a head circumfrance of 46&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow Logan you are really getting big!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-1155097603138494141?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/1155097603138494141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/09/advanced.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1155097603138494141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1155097603138494141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/09/advanced.html' title='Advanced!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-2920238058088585255</id><published>2010-09-12T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T13:54:11.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire! Fire! Fire!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thursday night as you all know a great tragedy occured, but for all of the people that were in the middle of it my daddy was there to help save homes and lives. Here are just a few of the pictures that we have found that are proof that daddy is awesome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TI07oM-NIlI/AAAAAAAAAiw/tc3z2wbMx1w/s1600/img_7707.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TI07oM-NIlI/AAAAAAAAAiw/tc3z2wbMx1w/s400/img_7707.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy and Uncle Rosie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TI08yNefymI/AAAAAAAAAi4/AciACxJ_m3I/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TI08yNefymI/AAAAAAAAAi4/AciACxJ_m3I/s400/1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of the houses that they saved along with a few dogs that were rescued from inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TI08y4Zw3XI/AAAAAAAAAjA/fdaaJz7I7rk/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TI08y4Zw3XI/AAAAAAAAAjA/fdaaJz7I7rk/s400/2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Scary Fire! Look how close.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TI080RSg6NI/AAAAAAAAAjI/r9kVF0Onwck/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TI080RSg6NI/AAAAAAAAAjI/r9kVF0Onwck/s400/3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TI081FMBDFI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/CJQoLjWjJF4/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TI081FMBDFI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/CJQoLjWjJF4/s400/4.jpg" width="400" /&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/9211643800543817951-2920238058088585255?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/2920238058088585255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/09/fire-fire-fire.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2920238058088585255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2920238058088585255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/09/fire-fire-fire.html' title='Fire! Fire! Fire!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TI07oM-NIlI/AAAAAAAAAiw/tc3z2wbMx1w/s72-c/img_7707.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-2040681232952613502</id><published>2010-09-12T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T13:43:23.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sad Day for Mommy......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When Logan woke up this morning he was sitting up and staring straight over the edge of his crib. So as you can see from the following pictures, it is / was time to move the mattress down. Our baby is now becoming a big boy, he is crawling all over the place and sitting up all on his own and now he has started to pull himself up on anything he can get ahold of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TI06IcDTwEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/EdsvvqrcC-U/s1600/P9120006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TI06IcDTwEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/EdsvvqrcC-U/s400/P9120006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TI06OFHkmqI/AAAAAAAAAiY/m79KBOveQpE/s1600/P9120008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TI06OFHkmqI/AAAAAAAAAiY/m79KBOveQpE/s400/P9120008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TI06TQAug5I/AAAAAAAAAig/ZPYRB8gWh9s/s1600/P9120009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TI06TQAug5I/AAAAAAAAAig/ZPYRB8gWh9s/s400/P9120009.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TI06Yq6c9-I/AAAAAAAAAio/MHjZ2c29TK8/s1600/P9120011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TI06Yq6c9-I/AAAAAAAAAio/MHjZ2c29TK8/s400/P9120011.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He was not happy to be placed so low at nap time though. But I am sure he will soon grow to love it since he is able to really see things throughout his room now. Today didn't only mark the day of lowering his crib but it also marked the day that his lower gum line had a little bit of his bottom middle tooth pop through. He is getting too big too fast. Slow down baby!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-2040681232952613502?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/2040681232952613502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/09/sad-day-for-mommy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2040681232952613502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/2040681232952613502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/09/sad-day-for-mommy.html' title='A Sad Day for Mommy......'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TI06IcDTwEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/EdsvvqrcC-U/s72-c/P9120006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-6307311897541264592</id><published>2010-09-08T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T15:12:07.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Army Crawl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is considered crawling, no matter what anyone else tells you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3cf4fa6ae97a516f" 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://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3cf4fa6ae97a516f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331720150%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F497D1F69FEC5933D0E6103CFC7B689DD48A1.457E8828CA904FF13B046B60D9537429C7D60FD4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3cf4fa6ae97a516f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DB6cowc-YlrljyI4aXnyxZLc3gtg&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://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3cf4fa6ae97a516f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331720150%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F497D1F69FEC5933D0E6103CFC7B689DD48A1.457E8828CA904FF13B046B60D9537429C7D60FD4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3cf4fa6ae97a516f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DB6cowc-YlrljyI4aXnyxZLc3gtg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If mommy and daddy are in the kitchen and I am put on my blanket on the ground in the living room this is how I get over to them now. I am very proud of myself for doing this, and I find it very tiring. Sometimes though I get very frustrated because I move a little too slow, so I ask for some help by whining. But soon I will get it down a little better. Please don't mind the snot coming out of my nose I am either congested with a cold or allergies. The nurse told mommy today it is just allergies. Let's keep our fingers crossed that it will go away so I can go to the cabin this weekend in Twainheart with the Brand family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9211643800543817951-6307311897541264592?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/6307311897541264592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/09/army-crawl.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/6307311897541264592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/6307311897541264592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/09/army-crawl.html' title='The Army Crawl'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-1240341908843956095</id><published>2010-09-05T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T21:34:13.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIRsor9CdgI/AAAAAAAAAhY/B4K6VqYHdaY/s1600/P9050018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIRsor9CdgI/AAAAAAAAAhY/B4K6VqYHdaY/s640/P9050018.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well......believe it or not I am 7 months old today!!! I eat all kinds of good stuff that mommy makes organically at home (green beans, sweet potatoes, carrots, zucchini, yellow squash, peas, peaches, apples, bananas, nectarines) the list keeps growing and growing!!! I crawl all over the place, and I can go from not only a sitting position to a crawling but from a crawling to a sitting. Everyday is a new day, that is for sure. Tomorrow mommy tells me I am going to try avocado, I had a little bite of one in Reno and wasn't too sure about it. Maybe tomorrow I will fall in LOVE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was only fitting for my birthday to go hang out with the most beautiful 9 month old little girl EVER!!! ALLISON, so here we are having a little fun. So when I got there I had to go in for the reach around to try to give her a hug, but she wasn't really in to it. (playing hard to get)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIRtwIkVkyI/AAAAAAAAAhg/uj6GzIdBGx4/s1600/P9050002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIRtwIkVkyI/AAAAAAAAAhg/uj6GzIdBGx4/s400/P9050002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then I though maybe I could get a little kiss......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIRt2BUb4KI/AAAAAAAAAho/hs8maJIuMBc/s1600/P9050003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIRt2BUb4KI/AAAAAAAAAho/hs8maJIuMBc/s400/P9050003.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Later we finally realized that we were both there and played together.....that was fun, she is really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIRt_VZNb6I/AAAAAAAAAhw/Jv5o8n0ehqY/s1600/P9050006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIRt_VZNb6I/AAAAAAAAAhw/Jv5o8n0ehqY/s400/P9050006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Again, another reach around for a hug.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIRuDbWd7jI/AAAAAAAAAh4/fJFdwM2bbMg/s1600/P9050007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIRuDbWd7jI/AAAAAAAAAh4/fJFdwM2bbMg/s400/P9050007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She pushes me away, so I go for the toy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIRuHPUtz7I/AAAAAAAAAiA/BtCRQfJ14dY/s1600/P9050010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIRuHPUtz7I/AAAAAAAAAiA/BtCRQfJ14dY/s400/P9050010.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm done with this let me crawl around, (on my way down) I get around really easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIRuMpuLXRI/AAAAAAAAAiI/w0Tx6GpLbyk/s1600/P9050012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIRuMpuLXRI/AAAAAAAAAiI/w0Tx6GpLbyk/s400/P9050012.JPG" width="400" /&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/9211643800543817951-1240341908843956095?l=caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/feeds/1240341908843956095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1240341908843956095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9211643800543817951/posts/default/1240341908843956095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caldwellfamiglia.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!!!'/><author><name>The Caldwell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03009447327829077012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUWHtwSXT0Q/TexHd--B4GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/H1uUOJOL73U/s220/Camping%2B095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIRsor9CdgI/AAAAAAAAAhY/B4K6VqYHdaY/s72-c/P9050018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9211643800543817951.post-3010448734739615572</id><published>2010-09-04T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:44:03.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RENO Rib Cook Off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Reno was a blast!!! We headed up on Wednesday for the 22nd Annual Rib Cook off! Mitchell and I have been wanting to go for a few years now!! We enlisted the grandparents Nana (my mom) and Grandpa and Grandma Caldwell (Keith and Peri). So that way we could get in some quality date night time! Which ended up consisting of drinks and gambling. Logan has now stayed at his first casino......not sure we will do that again with a baby!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIMpTwOmvOI/AAAAAAAAAf8/aZDqQywNURA/s1600/P9010055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIMpTwOmvOI/AAAAAAAAAf8/aZDqQywNURA/s400/P9010055.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Checking in he was very excited to hear all of the noises from the casino and of course all of the attention he was getting from other guests. Before checking in though we made a brief stop at Cabela's so that Logan could eat and daddy and Nana could check out the gear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIMpZ3LdgiI/AAAAAAAAAgE/KKl0Mry_pVM/s1600/P9010045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIMpZ3LdgiI/AAAAAAAAAgE/KKl0Mry_pVM/s400/P9010045.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then it was time for an evening stroll through the lovely Reno strip and what did I find but a Penny Pincher!!!! So of course for a souvenir Logan received his first pinched penny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIMpfNugnDI/AAAAAAAAAgM/g6lmFmS6Ir8/s1600/P9010060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIMpfNugnDI/AAAAAAAAAgM/g6lmFmS6Ir8/s400/P9010060.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIMpmmhM9TI/AAAAAAAAAgU/e-150Nm5hI0/s1600/P9010061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIMpmmhM9TI/AAAAAAAAAgU/e-150Nm5hI0/s400/P9010061.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The lights of downtown.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIMpr5l-AhI/AAAAAAAAAgc/VCOgZamcuAc/s1600/P9010062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIMpr5l-AhI/AAAAAAAAAgc/VCOgZamcuAc/s400/P9010062.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But the next day after a nice long rest through the night it was off to naugh on some ribs......first stop Margarita machine and the second stop&amp;nbsp;Aussom Aussie, we have heard alot about these guys!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIMpxUM-kII/AAAAAAAAAgk/QMHL-aZwWpU/s1600/P9020066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIMpxUM-kII/AAAAAAAAAgk/QMHL-aZwWpU/s400/P9020066.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After mommy ate her ribs and fed Logan it was nap time, the heat really wiped him out! A baby sleeping is the most precious thing!!! He is so freakin' cute I can't get enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIMp2ZFRCNI/AAAAAAAAAgs/jTGG6LeTx0U/s1600/P9020064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIMp2ZFRCNI/AAAAAAAAAgs/jTGG6LeTx0U/s640/P9020064.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy bought Logan his first set of Nike sneakers on this trip too!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIMqA8n2tKI/AAAAAAAAAg8/kL9Fsn44PxA/s1600/P9020070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIMqA8n2tKI/AAAAAAAAAg8/kL9Fsn44PxA/s400/P9020070.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once we got home we took a few minutes out to have a family cuddle session on Mommy and Daddy's bed. Logan rarely gets to enjoy time on our bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIMqGLgUkYI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Qp_rh61A0mg/s1600/P9030071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMCwo7nTpBg/TIMqGLgUkYI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Qp_rh61A0mg/s400/P9030071.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While watching the girls through the back door he sucked and chewed on his arm awhile too!!! (tooth come in already!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medi
