<?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-32981981</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:28:59.694-08:00</updated><category term='Kids School Pictures'/><title type='text'>Fairbanks Family Est. 1998</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is good...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32981981/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fairbanks Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529513420068412816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SSPZLCj5V0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cy8f9_LUD_c/S220/n1436981866_30126431_7717.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32981981.post-741048852843125305</id><published>2008-12-05T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T21:07:20.016-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids School Pictures'/><title type='text'>School Pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This year was my first experience with having the kid's school pictures retaken.  Until now, I've been lucky the first time around.  So, I asked lots of people what they would do, held my breath, and sent the not-so-pretty pictures back to school with my kids &amp;amp; prayed they would be better.  After all, they couldn't get much worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the original...I scanned it before sending it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some people's comment about this were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"He looks like he's on drugs."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"He looks like he's about to cry."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"He looks like he's bored."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"He looks like he thinking 'just take the darn picture already."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SToEw_eGNAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/IwQP6ycc64Q/s1600-h/2008+K+needs+retakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SToEw_eGNAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/IwQP6ycc64Q/s400/2008+K+needs+retakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276535153135858690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And this is the re-take!  Best decision EVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know exactly what he's thinking in this one because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I told him to remember when mommy slipped &amp;amp; fell on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her bottom in the kitchen.  I knew he would have a natural smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It worked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SToExLcHybI/AAAAAAAAAFs/FHAOkvF4muE/s1600-h/2008+K+retakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SToExLcHybI/AAAAAAAAAFs/FHAOkvF4muE/s400/2008+K+retakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276535156348799410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's Emily's original picture...I have no words for this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SToC5GDIyuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/46bGK-ZmOM8/s1600-h/2008+2nd+grade+-+needs+retakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SToC5GDIyuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/46bGK-ZmOM8/s400/2008+2nd+grade+-+needs+retakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276533093317528290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And here is the retake. &lt;br /&gt;She doesn't want to show her missing teeth,&lt;br /&gt;so we get the precious smirk.&lt;br /&gt;It's MUCH better than the first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SToC5XVZBRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/4gcrpY4z8uM/s1600-h/2008+2nd+grade+retakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SToC5XVZBRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/4gcrpY4z8uM/s400/2008+2nd+grade+retakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276533097957491986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here is Zach's preschool picture 2007&lt;br /&gt;with the ultimate cheesy fake smile,&lt;br /&gt;but still very cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SToC4yZoLkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6QIfkdge8dA/s1600-h/2007+Zach+preschool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SToC4yZoLkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6QIfkdge8dA/s400/2007+Zach+preschool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276533088043150914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is Emily's 1st grade picture 2007.&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that out of all of the, this&lt;br /&gt;one is still my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SToC4gbBKvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ZuxduqU7wxk/s1600-h/2007+Emily+1st+grade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SToC4gbBKvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ZuxduqU7wxk/s400/2007+Emily+1st+grade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276533083217144562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And finally, here is Emily's Kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;picture 2006.  She looks so little!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SToC4mhtu6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/3aNwNGUSefc/s1600-h/2006+K.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SToC4mhtu6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/3aNwNGUSefc/s400/2006+K.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276533084855843746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32981981-741048852843125305?l=fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/741048852843125305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32981981&amp;postID=741048852843125305' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32981981/posts/default/741048852843125305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32981981/posts/default/741048852843125305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com/2008/12/school-pictures.html' title='School Pictures...'/><author><name>Fairbanks Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529513420068412816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SSPZLCj5V0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cy8f9_LUD_c/S220/n1436981866_30126431_7717.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SToEw_eGNAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/IwQP6ycc64Q/s72-c/2008+K+needs+retakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32981981.post-6011681316863013092</id><published>2008-12-02T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T12:38:30.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Don't Even Know Any Japan Words"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Okay, so I don't have any pitctures to post with this one, but it's a cute story that I want to share before I forget it. I was saying betime prayer with Zach &amp;amp; I prayed that the missionaries would not be missing their families too much and that they would get to talk to them on Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the prayer was over I asked Zach if he knew that missionaries don't get to see their mommies or daddies or brothers or sisters for two whole years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he pouted &amp;amp; said, "Then I don't want to be a missionary". It was super sweet, but of course I explained that it was okay because they are serving Heavenly Father and he takes care of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he said, "You know what? I can't be a missionary because I don't even know any Japan words".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That made me laugh &amp;amp; I said that if he was called to serve in Japan, he'd go to the missionary training center &amp;amp; they would teach him Japan words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he said, "I only know one Japan word. It's for hello. It's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Konnichiwa&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed &amp;amp; told him that's one word down and he's on his way. He is so stinking adorable. Marc giggled the whole way through the story when I shared it with him...so I thought you all might get a giggle or two too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/32981981-6011681316863013092?l=fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/6011681316863013092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32981981&amp;postID=6011681316863013092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32981981/posts/default/6011681316863013092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32981981/posts/default/6011681316863013092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay-so-i-dont-have-any-pitctures-to.html' title='&quot;I Don&apos;t Even Know Any Japan Words&quot;'/><author><name>Fairbanks Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529513420068412816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SSPZLCj5V0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cy8f9_LUD_c/S220/n1436981866_30126431_7717.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32981981.post-8000878792576603600</id><published>2008-12-01T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T12:37:41.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Pregnancy and Newborns...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Okay, so I've been around all these young mamas who are either pregnant or have newborns...it's making me nostalgic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,204,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I'm pretty sure we are done having babies,&lt;br /&gt;so I'll relive the experience with these pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Enjoy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STSaHvcao1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/I8ZtvNCVCJo/s1600-h/Mom+Dad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275010521343107922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STSaHvcao1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/I8ZtvNCVCJo/s400/Mom+Dad.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italicfont-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;These two were taken on Easter 2001...&lt;br /&gt;3 days before Emily blessed our family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STSaHo-g--I/AAAAAAAAAEs/5q2IUxyJuRQ/s1600-h/Mom+Pregnant.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275010519607081954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STSaHo-g--I/AAAAAAAAAEs/5q2IUxyJuRQ/s400/Mom+Pregnant.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STSaHYuXp2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/JcgPzkwySu4/s1600-h/Going+to+hospital.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275010515244394338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STSaHYuXp2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/JcgPzkwySu4/s400/Going+to+hospital.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,204,204)"&gt;This was taken on my way to the hospital to have my precious Zach.&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a sad story...I'd just found out&lt;br /&gt;that the day before, my step-mom passed away unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;I went in to be induced so I could go to her funeral in Sacramento.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about mixed emotions during delivery.&lt;br /&gt;It's okay though because I know that she was with Zach in heaven from the 9th to the 11th before he joined us on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/32981981-8000878792576603600?l=fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/8000878792576603600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32981981&amp;postID=8000878792576603600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32981981/posts/default/8000878792576603600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32981981/posts/default/8000878792576603600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay-so-ive-been-around-all-these-young.html' title='Missing Pregnancy and Newborns...'/><author><name>Fairbanks Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529513420068412816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SSPZLCj5V0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cy8f9_LUD_c/S220/n1436981866_30126431_7717.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STSaHvcao1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/I8ZtvNCVCJo/s72-c/Mom+Dad.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32981981.post-8179139629113348640</id><published>2008-11-30T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T17:00:23.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tree Hunting continued...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I guess I should have mentioned where we go to get our trees since I've had two comments asking that very question.  It's a Fairbanks tradition to go up towards the High Lakes (above Magalia &amp;amp; Inskip).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;However, that may be changing if it's up to Marc.  He wants to get an artificial tree, and go up to fish.  Problem is, often times there is snow &amp;amp; our little boy blue isn't just called that because of his eyes...he literally turns &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; when he gets cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32981981-8179139629113348640?l=fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/8179139629113348640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32981981&amp;postID=8179139629113348640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32981981/posts/default/8179139629113348640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32981981/posts/default/8179139629113348640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-tree-hunting-continued.html' title='Christmas Tree Hunting continued...'/><author><name>Fairbanks Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529513420068412816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SSPZLCj5V0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cy8f9_LUD_c/S220/n1436981866_30126431_7717.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32981981.post-2313481833627148166</id><published>2008-11-29T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:51:21.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tree Hunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Happy Holidays...I say that not because I'm one of those people that don't want to offend others by saying Merry Christmas. I say Happy Holidays, because we are right in the middle of them. Thanksgiving has just passed &amp;amp; Christmas is rapidly approaching. I've got some new pictures of our annual Christmas tree hunting trip and a few from Thanksgiving. I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STJK7mHMElI/AAAAAAAAACk/ATyeVkg81tA/s1600-h/PB260620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STJK7mHMElI/AAAAAAAAACk/ATyeVkg81tA/s320/PB260620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274360501307707986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On our way up the hill.  They look thrilled don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STJK8pN5BnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/sYNN6ba6Dy8/s1600-h/PB260626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STJK8pN5BnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/sYNN6ba6Dy8/s320/PB260626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274360519320995442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp;amp; my baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STJK8y2TiUI/AAAAAAAAADE/laj58dgTDnc/s1600-h/PB260628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STJK8y2TiUI/AAAAAAAAADE/laj58dgTDnc/s320/PB260628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274360521906424130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eric &amp;amp; his beautiful fiance Suzanne.&lt;br /&gt;This was her first of many annual trips to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STJK8tNiNqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Hsy8dpuUbNc/s1600-h/PB260624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STJK8tNiNqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Hsy8dpuUbNc/s320/PB260624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274360520393242274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zach &amp;amp; Grandma looking for trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STJK8EBaK9I/AAAAAAAAACs/fEtmwUHI9_s/s1600-h/PB260622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STJK8EBaK9I/AAAAAAAAACs/fEtmwUHI9_s/s320/PB260622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274360509336529874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily looking for trees.  I love this pic of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STJNYLmVV1I/AAAAAAAAADs/3Zmvn0QYoQY/s1600-h/PB260639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STJNYLmVV1I/AAAAAAAAADs/3Zmvn0QYoQY/s320/PB260639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274363191430043474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STJNYGyEgQI/AAAAAAAAADk/7xxHIY2Da5M/s1600-h/PB260638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STJNYGyEgQI/AAAAAAAAADk/7xxHIY2Da5M/s320/PB260638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274363190137094402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp;amp; the kiddos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STJNXhtbJlI/AAAAAAAAADc/m3P28jCq2Vw/s1600-h/PB260637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STJNXhtbJlI/AAAAAAAAADc/m3P28jCq2Vw/s320/PB260637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274363180185495122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STJNXsTpeVI/AAAAAAAAADU/ZRJWGU9gp_E/s1600-h/PB260636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STJNXsTpeVI/AAAAAAAAADU/ZRJWGU9gp_E/s320/PB260636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274363183030171986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STJNXXifVfI/AAAAAAAAADM/SSt9XHyf2Qk/s1600-h/PB260634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STJNXXifVfI/AAAAAAAAADM/SSt9XHyf2Qk/s320/PB260634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274363177455277554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our 2008 tree...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32981981-2313481833627148166?l=fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/2313481833627148166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32981981&amp;postID=2313481833627148166' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32981981/posts/default/2313481833627148166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32981981/posts/default/2313481833627148166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-tree-hunting.html' title='Christmas Tree Hunting'/><author><name>Fairbanks Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529513420068412816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SSPZLCj5V0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cy8f9_LUD_c/S220/n1436981866_30126431_7717.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/STJK7mHMElI/AAAAAAAAACk/ATyeVkg81tA/s72-c/PB260620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32981981.post-5701206704366461273</id><published>2008-11-19T01:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T01:43:31.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, I haven't posted anything on this since 2006!  I discovered MySpace &amp;amp; Facebook, and that's where my attention has been.  I will start updating this as soon as I find the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32981981-5701206704366461273?l=fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/5701206704366461273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32981981&amp;postID=5701206704366461273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32981981/posts/default/5701206704366461273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32981981/posts/default/5701206704366461273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Fairbanks Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529513420068412816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SSPZLCj5V0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cy8f9_LUD_c/S220/n1436981866_30126431_7717.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32981981.post-115985293712761977</id><published>2006-10-02T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T00:12:38.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DeDe's Trip to Kentucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;On August 21st, I was FINALLY reunited with my brother &amp; his family. It had been almost 2 years since I'd seen them. Sallie's birthday was the 25th, and her sister threw her a surprise Steelers party. Christy really went all out with the cake &amp;amp; decorations, and we all wore Black and Gold for the occasion. It was a blast...and not just because we went to the Buca (my favorite)! The next day was the Steelers/Bengals game, and we tailgated at the Pub. I was on cloud nine...until about midway through the 3rd quarter when the Steelers self-destructed. Still, it was nice to get to watch a game with Bryan...even if we were disgusted when it was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so hard to say goodbye to everyone. I miss them so much already. I really enjoyed the time I spent with Sallie &amp; Christy. It was great getting to know them better. But, the plan is to meet again next summer at Steelers Women's Fantasy Camp. I'm already on a diet so I won't pass out on the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here are the pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Here's Mackenzie eating "red chips" (because they come in a red bag)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="231" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/400/Kentucky0004.jpg" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Here are Sallie &amp; Joe at dinner the night before her party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="205" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/400/Kentucky0010.jpg" width="333" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The decorations &amp; cake. These photos don't do justice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/320/Kentucky0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="254" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/400/Kentucky0018.jpg" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;New Faneca jersey from Bryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/320/Kentucky0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Cute picture of Mackenzie &amp; Christy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/320/Kentucky0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Bry, DeDe &amp; Mackenzie wearing Big Ben's number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="278" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/320/Kentucky0020.jpg" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sallie &amp; her brother Mac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/320/Kentucky0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The Ritas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/320/Kentucky0047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Waiting for our table at Buca Di Beppo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(We Dey!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/320/Kentucky0033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Joe entertained while we waited for our food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/320/Kentucky0034.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Guess the party's over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/320/Kentucky0046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Tailgating at R Place Pub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/320/Kentucky0053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sallie &amp; Ben...I mean Jason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/320/Kentucky0060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Never too young to tailgate!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/320/Kentucky0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32981981-115985293712761977?l=fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/115985293712761977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32981981&amp;postID=115985293712761977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32981981/posts/default/115985293712761977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32981981/posts/default/115985293712761977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com/2006/10/dedes-trip-to-kentucky.html' title='DeDe&apos;s Trip to Kentucky'/><author><name>Fairbanks Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529513420068412816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SSPZLCj5V0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cy8f9_LUD_c/S220/n1436981866_30126431_7717.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32981981.post-115596402098863942</id><published>2006-08-18T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T22:41:11.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emily's 1st Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Well, Emily has finally started school. She was so excited. Here are some pictures of her first day starting with breakfast all the way until we said goodbye in her classroom. She was perfectly happy &amp; excited. Mom &amp;amp; Dad on the other hand had mixed emotions. One day you are holding them in your arms in the hospital, then coo-coo-ca-choo, they're going to Kindergarten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;August 18, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Breakfast before school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;(yes, those are Christmas pjs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/1600/Emily%20School0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/320/Emily%20School0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's more excited here?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/320/Emily%20School0004.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Em &amp; Dad walking to Helen Wilcox. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;We parked in the church parking lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/320/Emily%20School0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She's ready for us to leave....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/320/Emily%20School0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here she is in her classroom with friends from church:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sydney Howard (to her right) &amp; Joseph Ford (upper left corner)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/320/Emily%20School0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;One last picture as we are leaving...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3668/3615/320/Emily%20School0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32981981-115596402098863942?l=fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/115596402098863942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32981981&amp;postID=115596402098863942' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32981981/posts/default/115596402098863942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32981981/posts/default/115596402098863942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairbanksfam4.blogspot.com/2006/08/emilys-1st-day-of-school.html' title='Emily&apos;s 1st Day of School'/><author><name>Fairbanks Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529513420068412816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaeLOHx6hDg/SSPZLCj5V0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cy8f9_LUD_c/S220/n1436981866_30126431_7717.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
