<?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-501109801388836574</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:36:08.444-08:00</updated><category term='Costa Rica'/><category term='travel'/><category term='compassion'/><category term='Craftiness'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='family'/><title type='text'>unamamaloca</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>279</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-5002915766277720082</id><published>2011-01-26T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T21:09:12.382-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>We had a beautiful little heat wave in early October which prompted a last minute girls getaway. &amp;nbsp;This is what 3 girls bring to a houseboat for 2 nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TUD8jjdBC3I/AAAAAAAABsk/E5-urk6f7E4/s1600/IMG_0707.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TUD8jjdBC3I/AAAAAAAABsk/E5-urk6f7E4/s400/IMG_0707.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked for 48 hours straight. &amp;nbsp;Okay, maybe we stopped to sleep, but that is it. It was so good. &amp;nbsp;We talked about everything under the sun. &amp;nbsp;These girls are the type of girls you can go really deep with, nothing is off limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TUD8hYSdvKI/AAAAAAAABsg/wHzyxtI_sQ8/s1600/IMG_0705.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TUD8hYSdvKI/AAAAAAAABsg/wHzyxtI_sQ8/s400/IMG_0705.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;I am so blessed and thankful for such wonderful friendships in my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love you gals!&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TUD8kpZrtuI/AAAAAAAABso/TbuxSCRFzRc/s1600/20101003-_MG_5864.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TUD8kpZrtuI/AAAAAAAABso/TbuxSCRFzRc/s400/20101003-_MG_5864.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u104/ataylor1215/signature.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-5002915766277720082?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5002915766277720082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2011/01/friends.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5002915766277720082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5002915766277720082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2011/01/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TUD8jjdBC3I/AAAAAAAABsk/E5-urk6f7E4/s72-c/IMG_0707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-7158456563525960328</id><published>2011-01-26T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T20:53:25.898-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><title type='text'>Kids making a difference</title><content type='html'>Poor abandoned blog, once again I am going to try to resurrect you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some old news, but things I have wanted to share here for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last post was about The Adventure Project. &amp;nbsp;I was able to bring the project into our elementary school and share it with Genevieve's 3rd grade class. &amp;nbsp;I made a slide show and spoke with the students about the devastation in Haiti. &amp;nbsp;We talked about the living conditions there and how smoke from open fires were hurting, even killing people. &amp;nbsp;We also talked about how $20 (for a stove) could change someone's life. &amp;nbsp;We talked about how the cost of DS game could save someones life. &amp;nbsp;Then we talked about sacrifices. &amp;nbsp;Would they be willing to give up a Christmas gift if it could save someone's life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got it. &amp;nbsp;It was amazing to see them &lt;i&gt;get it&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were on board with raising money to buy stoves for The Adventure Project. &amp;nbsp;We sold coal ornaments for $10/each raising $1,000! &amp;nbsp; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TUD5ct7UPyI/AAAAAAAABsc/tFIuNcltct0/s400/IMG_0341.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;So so so proud of the students (and Zeke too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u104/ataylor1215/signature.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-7158456563525960328?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7158456563525960328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2011/01/kids-making-difference.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7158456563525960328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7158456563525960328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2011/01/kids-making-difference.html' title='Kids making a difference'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TUD5PKixSgI/AAAAAAAABsQ/-hPuA4WziwQ/s72-c/IMG_0261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-8330746165391021466</id><published>2010-11-25T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T22:29:27.364-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><title type='text'>Ready for some AdVenture in my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000ee; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://theadventureproject.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; for some AdVenture for yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u104/ataylor1215/signature.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-8330746165391021466?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/8330746165391021466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/11/ready-for-some-adventure-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/8330746165391021466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/8330746165391021466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/11/ready-for-some-adventure-in-my-life.html' title='Ready for some AdVenture in my life'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TO9QqhzqcqI/AAAAAAAABrA/ZUuSI-6NPsk/s72-c/Picture+17.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-7650307708145072665</id><published>2010-07-18T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T23:14:25.025-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>It's time =(</title><content type='html'>Our last day =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the rental car for our last full day in Samara before driving ourselves to the airport the next day. &amp;nbsp;Luke had made an acquaintance in town who hooked us up with somebody else who led us to a semi-private beach. &amp;nbsp;It was a a beautiful (albeit muddy) hike to get to it, but worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TEPthdvsL2I/AAAAAAAABoM/PejChM0rtdQ/s640/IMG_3460.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TEPtr2rHMSI/AAAAAAAABoQ/H6WbgCo51tM/s1600/IMG_3466.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TEPtr2rHMSI/AAAAAAAABoQ/H6WbgCo51tM/s640/IMG_3466.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TEPtz2YdfdI/AAAAAAAABoU/JHAi9Jk6aQA/s1600/IMG_3484.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TEPtz2YdfdI/AAAAAAAABoU/JHAi9Jk6aQA/s640/IMG_3484.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little parade filled with ox carts came through the center of town in the afternoon. &amp;nbsp;I tried asking the significance, but I'm still not sure why it happens. &amp;nbsp;Apparently it is an annual event though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TEPuUIdOX_I/AAAAAAAABog/4aJFmw1f8RY/s640/IMG_3496.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last ice cream at Coco's. &amp;nbsp;Can you imagine a more perfect setting for an ice cream shop? &amp;nbsp;Nothing better than enjoying a scoop under a thatched umbrella and log stools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TEPugjIbJJI/AAAAAAAABok/CdTZL9CK3UU/s1600/IMG_3509.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TEPugjIbJJI/AAAAAAAABok/CdTZL9CK3UU/s640/IMG_3509.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a drive through through Playa Carillo and beyond. &amp;nbsp;We found the monkeys in the same spot we saw them before, only more of them this time. &amp;nbsp;They were really fun to watch in their natural environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TEPutmImOdI/AAAAAAAABoo/ljQPPx9ZSPw/s1600/IMG_3527.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TEPutmImOdI/AAAAAAAABoo/ljQPPx9ZSPw/s640/IMG_3527.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TEPu3_4GgMI/AAAAAAAABos/kKiqRKLVpL4/s1600/IMG_3519.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TEPu3_4GgMI/AAAAAAAABos/kKiqRKLVpL4/s640/IMG_3519.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Last Supper.&lt;br /&gt;We had pizza at our friend Daniela's boyfriends restaurant. &amp;nbsp;Super yummy pizza that I wish we had discovered earlier. &amp;nbsp;A cRaZy storm came in while we were there and the water was coming in through the roof like mad (you can see how wet the ground is around us). &amp;nbsp;It was literally pouring in sheets all around where we sat. &amp;nbsp;I was getting splashed a bit, but it was refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TEPvBrvDCPI/AAAAAAAABow/QCLqGUOvqnw/s1600/IMG_3531.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TEPvBrvDCPI/AAAAAAAABow/QCLqGUOvqnw/s640/IMG_3531.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-7650307708145072665?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7650307708145072665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-time.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7650307708145072665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7650307708145072665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-time.html' title='It&apos;s time =('/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TEPtJjY9htI/AAAAAAAABoE/Pv1EItT2stw/s72-c/IMG_3493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-6779323228600339574</id><published>2010-07-16T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:15:58.737-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>What I will miss</title><content type='html'>It's actually been raining here ALL DAY. &amp;nbsp;I'm not gonna miss that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I will miss are these little restaurants on the beach. I love grabbing lunch or dinner with my toes in the sand. &amp;nbsp;The kids have the freedom to play while we wait on food, which makes eating out sooo much easier than regular restaurants. &amp;nbsp;And the view can't be beat!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TECrOah_BhI/AAAAAAAABn8/dTawZ3cCmsk/s1600/IMG_3416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TECrOah_BhI/AAAAAAAABn8/dTawZ3cCmsk/s640/IMG_3416.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-6779323228600339574?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/6779323228600339574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-i-will-miss.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/6779323228600339574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/6779323228600339574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-i-will-miss.html' title='What I will miss'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TECrOah_BhI/AAAAAAAABn8/dTawZ3cCmsk/s72-c/IMG_3416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-198658357085893111</id><published>2010-07-15T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:17:08.275-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>Before and After</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;BEFORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD9zWpSYjkI/AAAAAAAABns/jUtyR5McHYY/s640/IMG_3406.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD9zfEKWVsI/AAAAAAAABnw/jmoTwIij4N0/s1600/IMG_3407.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD9zfEKWVsI/AAAAAAAABnw/jmoTwIij4N0/s640/IMG_3407.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD9znet3A8I/AAAAAAAABn0/qgs2egwd-1o/s1600/IMG_3411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD9znet3A8I/AAAAAAAABn0/qgs2egwd-1o/s640/IMG_3411.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: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;AFTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD9zxr8shmI/AAAAAAAABn4/VeK9Vp5kiNQ/s1600/IMG_3415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD9zxr8shmI/AAAAAAAABn4/VeK9Vp5kiNQ/s640/IMG_3415.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: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt; I watched my child dangling in the air by his ankle as my husband held on for dear life to his bucking spooked horse. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I wish I was lying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I don't have the best track record with horses. &amp;nbsp;Unfortunately I have a growing list of bad experiences on rented horses, but I keep trying (what's that saying about getting back on the horse?) &amp;nbsp;Part of it is not giving into my own fear, and part of it is not putting my fears on my kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have been watching these horses every day for almost 6 weeks. &amp;nbsp;I didn't see one sketchy event in all that time, so when the kids asked if we could ride, I felt pretty good about it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Right away my fears were back when my horse was acting a little skittish. &amp;nbsp;Still, I was glad I was on the sketchy horse since my 3 kids were on the other horses. &amp;nbsp;Once we got a ways down the beach my horse calmed down and seemed to mellow out. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The guide was going to send us on our own, but decided to walk with us when my horse was acting up. &amp;nbsp;I was glad. &amp;nbsp;Another guide rode with us until my horse calmed down, then he turned to head back to his spot on the beach. &amp;nbsp;I called back and asked him to stay with us. &amp;nbsp;He obliged and I'm glad I did.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We got to the far end of the beach and made the turn around. &amp;nbsp;The guide said this would be a good time for pictures as the horses were relaxed. &amp;nbsp;So we took a couple pictures and headed back. &amp;nbsp;Just a couple minutes later and I hear a commotion behind me. &amp;nbsp;I turn back and see Luke's horse going bizerk, bucking and spinning in circles and going down on one leg. &amp;nbsp;Luke is holding the reins with one hand and holding Zeke (who is flying through the air) with his other hand. &amp;nbsp; Luke is being thrown like a rag doll and Zeke is flung around upside down as Luke holds on to his leg. &amp;nbsp;His grip was slipping and it appeared like he only had him by his swimsuit which he was slipping out of. &amp;nbsp; I was helpless on my horse, and couldn't react fast enough. &amp;nbsp;The guide on the horse rode around to catch Zeke, but he was too low to the ground and he couldn't reach him. &amp;nbsp;One of the reins in Luke's hand breaks, throwing Luke off the horse the opposite side of Zeke, and Zeke who is now close to the ground, is dropped. &amp;nbsp;The guide who was walking the horses runs and rescues Zeke before the horse steps on him or kicks him, and Luke scrambles out of the way before getting hurt (he did feel the horses hoof graze him). &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Luke was getting his berrings while the guide was holding Zeke as if it was his own child. &amp;nbsp;He had the bear grip on him and was comforting him. &amp;nbsp;I, of course, was crying and processing what had just happened. &amp;nbsp; G &amp;amp; D were nervous about the horses they were sitting on. &amp;nbsp;The guide was apologizing over and over and kept saying he needed a double scotch. &amp;nbsp;You could tell he felt really bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Luke, Zeke and I walked back, while G &amp;amp; D rode their horses which were on a lead. &amp;nbsp;The other guide led our horses back. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have had a pit in my stomach replaying what happened in my head over and over. &amp;nbsp;So thankful everyone is okay, but also can't help the "what ifs" from entering my head. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm so glad Zeke is young enough he will not likely remember this event. &amp;nbsp;I'm also glad that G &amp;amp; D did not totally freak out (like I did). &amp;nbsp;While it was scary to watch, I don't think they realized how dangerous the situation really was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Of all the things you think that can go wrong traveling with kids in a 3rd world country, being trampled by a horse didn't cross my radar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And by the way. &amp;nbsp;I think I'm done with horses for a while. &amp;nbsp;Maybe forever. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/501109801388836574-198658357085893111?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/198658357085893111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/before-and-after.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/198658357085893111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/198658357085893111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/before-and-after.html' title='Before and After'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD9zBK49qQI/AAAAAAAABnk/NY6kFncu7uU/s72-c/IMG_3401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-3511347096374965064</id><published>2010-07-14T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:17:08.275-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>Daddy rides the waves</title><content type='html'>We were trying to figure out the last time Luke surfed. &amp;nbsp;We couldn't remember...that's how long it's been.&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD9w49PSZ9I/AAAAAAAABnQ/xXLfU5THQ5g/s1600/IMG_3366.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD9w49PSZ9I/AAAAAAAABnQ/xXLfU5THQ5g/s640/IMG_3366.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD9xE3rnViI/AAAAAAAABnU/Alv3gGRicLg/s1600/IMG_3384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD9xE3rnViI/AAAAAAAABnU/Alv3gGRicLg/s640/IMG_3384.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD9xPja3KJI/AAAAAAAABnY/U3QcILBiGcI/s1600/IMG_3378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD9xPja3KJI/AAAAAAAABnY/U3QcILBiGcI/s640/IMG_3378.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD9xaa8-19I/AAAAAAAABnc/3t_ViOlty94/s1600/IMG_3379.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD9xaa8-19I/AAAAAAAABnc/3t_ViOlty94/s640/IMG_3379.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it looks like he's still got it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-3511347096374965064?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3511347096374965064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/daddy-rides-waves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3511347096374965064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3511347096374965064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/daddy-rides-waves.html' title='Daddy rides the waves'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD9w49PSZ9I/AAAAAAAABnQ/xXLfU5THQ5g/s72-c/IMG_3366.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-7220168527164802999</id><published>2010-07-13T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:17:08.275-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>A vacation day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For the most part, while our time in CR has been fun, it hasn't exactly been like a vacation. &amp;nbsp;I have tried to cook a lot of our meals, walk instead of take taxi's, and just be frugal in general. &amp;nbsp;But now that we are in our last week (boo hoo) and Luke is back (yay!), we are "vacationing" a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today we went to Hotel Leyenda. &amp;nbsp;It is located on the outskirts of Carillo, and is a little bit isolated. &amp;nbsp;Because of this they offer free shuttle transfers for parties of 4 or more. &amp;nbsp;They came and picked us up from our villa and brought us back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Once there, we were able to enjoy the large pool....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1HMN1uSAI/AAAAAAAABmA/mkJLiCukmQI/s1600/IMG_3347.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1HMN1uSAI/AAAAAAAABmA/mkJLiCukmQI/s640/IMG_3347.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have what Luke deemed the best guacamole he's ever had (it had hard boiled egg in it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1HU6Ru53I/AAAAAAAABmE/6BiXK37DmM4/s1600/IMG_3346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1HU6Ru53I/AAAAAAAABmE/6BiXK37DmM4/s640/IMG_3346.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order too much delicious food (at really reasonable prices)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1HdfQqNJI/AAAAAAAABmI/VhZSP7GFMk8/s1600/IMG_3349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1HdfQqNJI/AAAAAAAABmI/VhZSP7GFMk8/s640/IMG_3349.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1HnKuOSvI/AAAAAAAABmM/oLjB9R_8cv0/s1600/IMG_3350.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1HnKuOSvI/AAAAAAAABmM/oLjB9R_8cv0/s640/IMG_3350.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1HvjIl6GI/AAAAAAAABmQ/PQE4Q88eYrU/s1600/IMG_3351.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1HvjIl6GI/AAAAAAAABmQ/PQE4Q88eYrU/s640/IMG_3351.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Play fuzball (sp?), ping-pong, and pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1H6GDoy0I/AAAAAAAABmU/nmFZt3chNJc/s1600/IMG_3352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1H6GDoy0I/AAAAAAAABmU/nmFZt3chNJc/s640/IMG_3352.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Zeke enjoyed the playground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1IPUx3n4I/AAAAAAAABmc/O3TnbNxKfak/s1600/IMG_3356.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1IPUx3n4I/AAAAAAAABmc/O3TnbNxKfak/s640/IMG_3356.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1IaIdN6hI/AAAAAAAABmg/BLUHMExiqGA/s1600/IMG_3358.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1IaIdN6hI/AAAAAAAABmg/BLUHMExiqGA/s640/IMG_3358.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And we adopted a little tica. &amp;nbsp;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, &amp;nbsp;not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Actually this little girl was playing with my kids and just plopped herself right beside me for the family picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She's pretty cute though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1Infl-n1I/AAAAAAAABmk/2A05f4Ng2s4/s1600/IMG_3362.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1Infl-n1I/AAAAAAAABmk/2A05f4Ng2s4/s640/IMG_3362.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: left;"&gt;Of course the other picture (with the bonus child) was better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1IyjHfBkI/AAAAAAAABmo/ovhS5nGXJqM/s1600/IMG_3363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1IyjHfBkI/AAAAAAAABmo/ovhS5nGXJqM/s640/IMG_3363.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: left;"&gt;We just made a day of it and it was really fun. &amp;nbsp;There were a few tico families vacationing there and our kids all played together. &amp;nbsp;G is doing great with her spanish. &amp;nbsp;She seems really comfortable when talking with other kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dane is still taking in the spanish, but still manages to play fine with the ticos. &amp;nbsp;He slipped and fell on the wet tile today, knocking his 2 top front teeth loose, and chipping the one next to them. &amp;nbsp;Looks like he might be losing them early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Zeke pooped 6 (or was it 7?) times today. &amp;nbsp;Not once in the toilet. &amp;nbsp;We'll just leave it at that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The days are ticking away and I don't know how I'm going to say goodbye to this place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-7220168527164802999?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7220168527164802999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/vacation-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7220168527164802999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7220168527164802999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/vacation-day.html' title='A vacation day'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1HMN1uSAI/AAAAAAAABmA/mkJLiCukmQI/s72-c/IMG_3347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-1728471715648506766</id><published>2010-07-11T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:17:08.275-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>A little of this, and a little of that</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;Yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;We started off the morning watching a surf competition. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDquFUqCKdI/AAAAAAAABlg/ijGShFxodzo/s1600/IMG_3289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDquFUqCKdI/AAAAAAAABlg/ijGShFxodzo/s640/IMG_3289.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zeke has been fascinated with the "caballos" on the beach since we got here. &amp;nbsp;He finally decided he wanted to sit on one. &amp;nbsp;Don't let this picture fool you. &amp;nbsp;He loved sitting on the horse, he did not love having his picture taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDqufZWbfAI/AAAAAAAABlk/uIAOPuN_YeU/s1600/IMG_3300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDqufZWbfAI/AAAAAAAABlk/uIAOPuN_YeU/s640/IMG_3300.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids enjoyed going to a birthday party of one of their friends from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDqvVl9ErPI/AAAAAAAABlo/PgedN2sEM1I/s1600/IMG_3339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDqvVl9ErPI/AAAAAAAABlo/PgedN2sEM1I/s640/IMG_3339.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They played games like musical chairs, jump rope, hot potato (with a futbol)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDqvyzKdB2I/AAAAAAAABls/7no9lcgUDVM/s1600/IMG_3312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDqvyzKdB2I/AAAAAAAABls/7no9lcgUDVM/s640/IMG_3312.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cracked open a piñata&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDqv9d-WUzI/AAAAAAAABlw/74OKsGortRw/s1600/IMG_3323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDqv9d-WUzI/AAAAAAAABlw/74OKsGortRw/s640/IMG_3323.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDqwhtXDAbI/AAAAAAAABl4/CuwwL1mL0QI/s1600/IMG_3326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDqwhtXDAbI/AAAAAAAABl4/CuwwL1mL0QI/s640/IMG_3326.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genevieve &amp;amp; Dane with Dario - the birthday boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDqwGyyFFLI/AAAAAAAABl0/DYGY_miNQEk/s1600/IMG_3308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDqwGyyFFLI/AAAAAAAABl0/DYGY_miNQEk/s640/IMG_3308.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the party we went home to find that daddy had just arrived! &amp;nbsp;He braved the local busses and saved about $90 getting here. &amp;nbsp;I think Dane's face says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDqw3oNwH-I/AAAAAAAABl8/RED6wzyAlQo/s1600/IMG_3340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDqw3oNwH-I/AAAAAAAABl8/RED6wzyAlQo/s640/IMG_3340.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a leisure day of beach, pool, eating, repeat. &amp;nbsp;I was happy to share the parenting &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;duties&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;privileges once again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight there was so much rain the streets were literally flooded. &amp;nbsp;The gutters had white water rapids. We walked home with water above our ankles in some parts. Ahhhhh the joys of the rainy season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-1728471715648506766?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/1728471715648506766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-of-this-and-little-of-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/1728471715648506766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/1728471715648506766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-of-this-and-little-of-that.html' title='A little of this, and a little of that'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDquFUqCKdI/AAAAAAAABlg/ijGShFxodzo/s72-c/IMG_3289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-2896770578840007867</id><published>2010-07-10T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:17:08.276-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>7-9 hours</title><content type='html'>That's how much longer until Luke gets here!!!!! &amp;nbsp;Can I get a woo-hoo and an amen????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-2896770578840007867?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/2896770578840007867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/7-9-hours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2896770578840007867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2896770578840007867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/7-9-hours.html' title='7-9 hours'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-5803968414473645420</id><published>2010-07-07T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:17:08.276-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>Another rainy day in paradise</title><content type='html'>It has pretty much been raining for 2 days straight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I took the kids to the neighboring village of El Torito where &lt;a href="http://crear2.crashprojects.com/"&gt;CREAR&lt;/a&gt; was putting on a day camp this week. &amp;nbsp;The kids did crafts and stuff. &amp;nbsp;One of the volunteers was a mom from Florida, and she is here with her 2 sons about G &amp;amp; D's ages. &amp;nbsp;She is putting on a computer class for the local kids (through CREAR), and invited us to join them that afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we met with them again. &amp;nbsp;The kids swam at the beach in the rain, then swam in the pool in the rain, then had lunch and ice cream at Coco's in a torrential downpour. &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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1P4DvEFYI/AAAAAAAABms/RxXhBqDHEUo/s1600/Tue+7+7+011.JPG.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1P4DvEFYI/AAAAAAAABms/RxXhBqDHEUo/s640/Tue+7+7+011.JPG.jpeg" 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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1QOt177UI/AAAAAAAABm0/Tun159MVOVQ/s1600/Tue+7+7+006.JPG.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1QOt177UI/AAAAAAAABm0/Tun159MVOVQ/s640/Tue+7+7+006.JPG.jpeg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Coco's we were spotted by a friend of a friend from Pleasanton. &amp;nbsp;We had e-mailed one another once we found out each other was here, and had planned to get together but hadn't yet. &amp;nbsp;Keira recognized us from this here blog and came up to say hi. &amp;nbsp;We got to talking and found out her host brother was in Dane's class in school, and was in the computer class with the kids the day before (there were only 2 ticos in the class). &amp;nbsp;This town is so stinkin small!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished off the day with getting asked out on a date. &amp;nbsp;I had gotten the kids settled to watch a show before bed and ran to the store with my giant umbrella&amp;nbsp;(just 2 doors down)&amp;nbsp;to pick up a few groceries for the morning. &amp;nbsp;One of the tico surfers I have seen around town stopped me and started talking in a spanish. &amp;nbsp;When I asked him "que?" he reverted to broken english and started describing some pasta dish with a red cream sauce. &amp;nbsp;I had no idea where this was going until he said he would like to make it for me, and would I join him for dinner. &amp;nbsp;Ha! &amp;nbsp;I then had to tell him that I was married, to which he looked surprised. &amp;nbsp;He apologized, said he hoped he didn't offend, but then asked for a hug. &amp;nbsp;I politely declined and put my hand out for a handshake. &amp;nbsp;It was about that time I caught the big whiff of alcohol wafting from him. &amp;nbsp;Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the crazy thing is, EVERYBODY in this town has seen me traipsing around with 3 kids. &amp;nbsp;How is that not a deterrent? &amp;nbsp;I don't know. &amp;nbsp;But in hindsight I wish I had accepted the offer....and then shown up with 3 kids! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A free dinner is a free dinner, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - The kids got invited to a birthday party this coming Saturday. &amp;nbsp;They are pretty excited. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-5803968414473645420?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5803968414473645420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-rainy-day-in-paradise.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5803968414473645420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5803968414473645420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-rainy-day-in-paradise.html' title='Another rainy day in paradise'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1P4DvEFYI/AAAAAAAABms/RxXhBqDHEUo/s72-c/Tue+7+7+011.JPG.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-5813029074792638585</id><published>2010-07-04T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:17:08.276-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>A little bit of Sámara....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is on my walk back from Zeke's preschool. &amp;nbsp;I think it's about a mile (that feels like 5) from door to door. &amp;nbsp;Some days I walk to take him and pick him up. &amp;nbsp;Some days I feel like I am going to pass out from the heat &amp;amp; humidity on this mile walk, especially when pushing the 30 lbs in the stroller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE0EL-eroI/AAAAAAAABkk/xDcI4BwKuZU/s1600/IMG_3188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE0EL-eroI/AAAAAAAABkk/xDcI4BwKuZU/s640/IMG_3188.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And this is Zeke's favorite spot to stop and look at the crabs down below. &amp;nbsp;You know, right at the edge of the rusty rebar and broken chain link fence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE0S9bIw4I/AAAAAAAABko/yzxoJ7mvQnc/s1600/IMG_3190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE0S9bIw4I/AAAAAAAABko/yzxoJ7mvQnc/s640/IMG_3190.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;This is the long hot stretch of the walk. &amp;nbsp;One day we saw a monkey in the trees on the right.&amp;nbsp;&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE0hR4VQuI/AAAAAAAABks/61lXNlCEyR0/s1600/IMG_3194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE0hR4VQuI/AAAAAAAABks/61lXNlCEyR0/s640/IMG_3194.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Catholic Church. I have yet to see anybody coming or going from it. &amp;nbsp;But I have never been over there on a Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE0o4ilauI/AAAAAAAABkw/6bdYWtY7TtQ/s1600/IMG_3200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE0o4ilauI/AAAAAAAABkw/6bdYWtY7TtQ/s640/IMG_3200.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The town's soccer field. &amp;nbsp;I have not seen anybody on this field. &amp;nbsp;It's pretty wet and muddy. &amp;nbsp;I'm thinking they don't use it during the rainy season. &amp;nbsp;We do see informal games going on at the beach when the tide it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE002wNRmI/AAAAAAAABk0/qzEOnQG5pK0/s1600/IMG_3207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE002wNRmI/AAAAAAAABk0/qzEOnQG5pK0/s640/IMG_3207.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The view of the main drag with the beach at the end. &amp;nbsp;It looks like a pretty good hill, but it's not much of an incline at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE1AGqtrxI/AAAAAAAABk4/ySSkRODQXNA/s1600/IMG_3202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE1AGqtrxI/AAAAAAAABk4/ySSkRODQXNA/s640/IMG_3202.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;Dr Freddy's medical office. &amp;nbsp;Knock on wood we have not had to go there (yet).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE1LmL_ElI/AAAAAAAABk8/f6xC3TAZSuM/s1600/IMG_3210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE1LmL_ElI/AAAAAAAABk8/f6xC3TAZSuM/s640/IMG_3210.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is one of the two pharmacies in town. &amp;nbsp;I have been in there plenty. &amp;nbsp;This is the place to go for anything you would pick up at Longs or Walgreens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE1WSUFKRI/AAAAAAAABlA/q2JjUyBY6Jw/s1600/IMG_3211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE1WSUFKRI/AAAAAAAABlA/q2JjUyBY6Jw/s640/IMG_3211.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here's the butcher. &amp;nbsp;You'll thank me for no indoor pictures. &amp;nbsp;Actually it's not that bad. &amp;nbsp;I've seen worse. &amp;nbsp;Much worse. &amp;nbsp;In fact, I thought I was going to vomit at the one in Kenya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE1ji_NOpI/AAAAAAAABlE/wukwfbdsWew/s1600/IMG_3212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE1ji_NOpI/AAAAAAAABlE/wukwfbdsWew/s640/IMG_3212.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;And here is the "big" supermarket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE1zwm5tYI/AAAAAAAABlI/0it36cVbRLQ/s1600/IMG_3240.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE1zwm5tYI/AAAAAAAABlI/0it36cVbRLQ/s640/IMG_3240.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The food is on the bottom level, and the top level has non-food items (bed nets, clothes, and other random things).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE19U9SgQI/AAAAAAAABlM/34hH4LFg-fI/s1600/IMG_3241.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE19U9SgQI/AAAAAAAABlM/34hH4LFg-fI/s640/IMG_3241.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDEzw82Cg-I/AAAAAAAABkg/PPnxOUnhCaY/s1600/IMG_3248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDEzw82Cg-I/AAAAAAAABkg/PPnxOUnhCaY/s640/IMG_3248.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is not unusual to find outdated food, moldy bread, ants crawling on everything, and stray dogs and cats wandering the isles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE2Ja_YzKI/AAAAAAAABlQ/RpxVb17zsT8/s1600/IMG_3242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE2Ja_YzKI/AAAAAAAABlQ/RpxVb17zsT8/s640/IMG_3242.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE2WYwN_AI/AAAAAAAABlU/3XA0qIjDI68/s1600/IMG_3245.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE2WYwN_AI/AAAAAAAABlU/3XA0qIjDI68/s640/IMG_3245.JPG" width="480" /&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE2hbZ3hcI/AAAAAAAABlY/qVQuwMLMRlI/s1600/IMG_3246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE2hbZ3hcI/AAAAAAAABlY/qVQuwMLMRlI/s640/IMG_3246.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE2tNNve0I/AAAAAAAABlc/7QeFX8Axrdc/s1600/IMG_3247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TDE2tNNve0I/AAAAAAAABlc/7QeFX8Axrdc/s640/IMG_3247.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/501109801388836574-5813029074792638585?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5813029074792638585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-bit-of-samara.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-543100246765365722</id><published>2010-07-03T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:17:08.277-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>Last Day of School</title><content type='html'>Costa Rica has a 2 week mid-year break, so it was the last day of school yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genevieve and Dane's school had lot's of festivities with face-painting, music, dancing, and treats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1SN26NC_I/AAAAAAAABm8/q6KXfydVRTo/s1600/IMG_3221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1SN26NC_I/AAAAAAAABm8/q6KXfydVRTo/s640/IMG_3221.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;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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1ScTfK9QI/AAAAAAAABnA/vOqca0k89GU/s1600/IMG_3227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1ScTfK9QI/AAAAAAAABnA/vOqca0k89GU/s640/IMG_3227.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: left;"&gt;Zeke's school had a little performance in the evening&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1Sswtpz8I/AAAAAAAABnE/4QaVNOmrcXM/s1600/IMG_3262.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1Sswtpz8I/AAAAAAAABnE/4QaVNOmrcXM/s640/IMG_3262.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;&amp;nbsp;Here he is with his teachers: Miss Hazel, Miss Nicole, Miss Laura, &amp;amp; Miss Katia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1S5FM77ZI/AAAAAAAABnI/c3hlIm6zlcA/s1600/IMG_3276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TD1S5FM77ZI/AAAAAAAABnI/c3hlIm6zlcA/s640/IMG_3276.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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-543100246765365722?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/543100246765365722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-739072736859529534</id><published>2010-07-02T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:17:08.277-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>bummed</title><content type='html'>Took a ton of pictures today, but can't find my card reader to get the pics from my camera to my computer.&lt;br /&gt;Will look for it in the morning when I'm less creeped out by finding creepy crawlies under the furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the kids last day of school. &amp;nbsp;They had lot's of fun (as the pictures would show). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for tomorrow and NOT having to get the kids out the door by 6:55am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping and praying for a sunny day all day. &amp;nbsp;Give me the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke will be back 1 week form tomorrow =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 17 days left in beautiful Sámara =(. &amp;nbsp;It's starting to feel like home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let the kids sleep in tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buenos Noches!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-739072736859529534?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/739072736859529534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/bummed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/739072736859529534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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something munching on my inner bicep. &amp;nbsp;I brushed my arm and felt something. I opened my eyes to see a giant ant having a flesh breakfast. &amp;nbsp;I swear I felt it's huge fang teeth sink into my skin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I won't miss about Costa Rica? &amp;nbsp;Hands down, the bugs. &amp;nbsp;And the geckos. &amp;nbsp;I'm over the ants all over the counters. The ant trails on the bedroom walls and occasionally across the bed. &amp;nbsp;All the unidentifiable bugs that I find &lt;i&gt;inside&lt;/i&gt; the villa everyday. &amp;nbsp;I'm obviously over the mosquitos. &amp;nbsp;They are my nemesis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it here. &amp;nbsp;But I am over the bugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-7512440080331774646?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7512440080331774646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/alarm-clock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7512440080331774646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7512440080331774646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/alarm-clock.html' title='Alarm Clock'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-4926855741569523798</id><published>2010-06-28T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:17:08.277-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>Playing hookie</title><content type='html'>No pictures tonight. &amp;nbsp;Did I mention that my point &amp;amp; shoot camera broke right when we got here? &amp;nbsp;So I have to lug around my big camera, and it's kinda heavy and hard to be discreet. &amp;nbsp;So it doesn't get taken out every day. &amp;nbsp;I'm kinda bummed because I have missed some great shots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were sleeping like the dead when I got the wake up call this morning (at 5:55am thankyouverymuch), so I decided to just go ahead and let them sleep. &amp;nbsp;Secretly, I wanted a little more sleep too. &amp;nbsp;And if there was ever an excuse to play hookie, I think living across the street from the beach in Costa Rica is a darn good one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to the surf school, because once you take a lesson you get to use the board for a full week for free. &amp;nbsp;I really didn't think the kids would have any luck catching waves without and instructor, but I decided to humor them. &amp;nbsp;The kids took their boards out, and I went out there to help them. &amp;nbsp;Because they are on hard boards they really need to stay away from each other, so I could only help one. &amp;nbsp;I went to help Dane first when I look over and realize that Genevieve went out and caught the first wave she tried. &amp;nbsp;I continued to help Dane (who was also catching waves with my help) and Genevieve was catching wave after wave. &amp;nbsp;I helped Dane for about 45 minutes until he got popped on the cheekbone with his board and was done. &amp;nbsp;Genevieve stayed out there for a good hour and a half to 2 hours surfing. &amp;nbsp;She is really hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a little too much sun today. &amp;nbsp;I forgot to reapply the sunblock. &amp;nbsp;I really haven't had to before this point because the rain usually comes in before we are able to get too much sun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon the owner of the villas came and got us because he knew the kids have been wanting to see monkeys and there were some outside his house. &amp;nbsp;It was a short drive away and the kids loved it. &amp;nbsp;Zeke came back imitating them "hoo hoo aah haa". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else, what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still getting eaten alive by the skeeters. &amp;nbsp;Just me and Dane for the most part. &amp;nbsp;The itching is driving me crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still loving it here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-4926855741569523798?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/4926855741569523798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/playing-hookie.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/4926855741569523798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/4926855741569523798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/playing-hookie.html' title='Playing hookie'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-7010276425645806826</id><published>2010-06-27T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:17:08.278-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>My baby is 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Zeke had the little celebration at his preschool on Friday, so we decided to make his real birthday a family party. &amp;nbsp;Honestly, I couldn't handle the stress of trying to get food and people to another party, and I think this was more Zeke's style. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgzsGJyEEI/AAAAAAAABkI/VrfJ01zEtv8/s1600/IMG_3143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgzsGJyEEI/AAAAAAAABkI/VrfJ01zEtv8/s640/IMG_3143.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is modeling the shirt I made for him. &amp;nbsp;He's a pretty cute 3 year old if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCg0BtqO_MI/AAAAAAAABkM/julLsRfVBtE/s1600/IMG_3159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCg0BtqO_MI/AAAAAAAABkM/julLsRfVBtE/s640/IMG_3159.JPG" width="480" /&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;This is a Family picture. &amp;nbsp;Luke was video-chatting with us so he could be a part of the "party".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCg0ead2gwI/AAAAAAAABkQ/Jle6rMzn5mA/s1600/IMG_3153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCg0ead2gwI/AAAAAAAABkQ/Jle6rMzn5mA/s640/IMG_3153.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCg1WJKqRRI/AAAAAAAABkU/WeDvZSjoYok/s1600/IMG_3151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCg1WJKqRRI/AAAAAAAABkU/WeDvZSjoYok/s640/IMG_3151.JPG" width="480" /&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: left;"&gt;We got him a little bug catcher kit, as we thought he could really find some good ones here in Costa Rica. &amp;nbsp;He loved it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCg1zaKCW2I/AAAAAAAABkY/_8phKEwGJpM/s1600/IMG_3163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCg1zaKCW2I/AAAAAAAABkY/_8phKEwGJpM/s640/IMG_3163.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: left;"&gt;Thanks you Uncle Brian, Aunt Lisa &amp;amp; Jake for the puzzle book. &amp;nbsp;He already played with it tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCg2ELGKnJI/AAAAAAAABkc/TFQMS2bVXcM/s1600/IMG_3172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCg2ELGKnJI/AAAAAAAABkc/TFQMS2bVXcM/s640/IMG_3172.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;It was a mellow but good day. &amp;nbsp;Not one tantrum. &amp;nbsp;Yay for me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to my baby. &amp;nbsp;I love you more than you'll ever know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-7010276425645806826?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7010276425645806826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-baby-is-3.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7010276425645806826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7010276425645806826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-baby-is-3.html' title='My baby is 3'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgzsGJyEEI/AAAAAAAABkI/VrfJ01zEtv8/s72-c/IMG_3143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-2703570429331040091</id><published>2010-06-27T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:17:08.278-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>Hang 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgnBXDcUxI/AAAAAAAABjc/HKyBziORzHE/s1600/IMG_3045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgnBXDcUxI/AAAAAAAABjc/HKyBziORzHE/s640/IMG_3045.JPG" width="480" /&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;Didier was a great instructor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgnhSEIykI/AAAAAAAABjg/GmxFKm6jsFc/s1600/IMG_3052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgnhSEIykI/AAAAAAAABjg/GmxFKm6jsFc/s640/IMG_3052.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgoRbjpGiI/AAAAAAAABjk/wMO0nai4yto/s1600/IMG_3056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgoRbjpGiI/AAAAAAAABjk/wMO0nai4yto/s640/IMG_3056.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgpBpOaYjI/AAAAAAAABjo/JW5bcCdcFfI/s1600/IMG_3063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgpBpOaYjI/AAAAAAAABjo/JW5bcCdcFfI/s640/IMG_3063.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgplb7BaXI/AAAAAAAABjs/9akHtf6Wa1k/s1600/IMG_3069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgplb7BaXI/AAAAAAAABjs/9akHtf6Wa1k/s640/IMG_3069.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgqY_ausVI/AAAAAAAABjw/hj3U4gUYIwU/s1600/IMG_3096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgqY_ausVI/AAAAAAAABjw/hj3U4gUYIwU/s640/IMG_3096.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgrDGLsjKI/AAAAAAAABj0/gU6iA7E7MnY/s1600/IMG_3100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgrDGLsjKI/AAAAAAAABj0/gU6iA7E7MnY/s640/IMG_3100.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgrfkko7iI/AAAAAAAABj4/FiMmf3Njeo4/s1600/IMG_3105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgrfkko7iI/AAAAAAAABj4/FiMmf3Njeo4/s640/IMG_3105.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the wipe-outs&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgsgEbs0JI/AAAAAAAABj8/DSpPrImVtos/s1600/IMG_3081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgsgEbs0JI/AAAAAAAABj8/DSpPrImVtos/s640/IMG_3081.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgtMQq5C3I/AAAAAAAABkA/CjtAG0SQ7uU/s1600/IMG_3117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgtMQq5C3I/AAAAAAAABkA/CjtAG0SQ7uU/s640/IMG_3117.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgwaJgVG6I/AAAAAAAABkE/7bvDGEmaSJ8/s1600/IMG_3064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgwaJgVG6I/AAAAAAAABkE/7bvDGEmaSJ8/s640/IMG_3064.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both had fun, but Genevieve was hooked! &amp;nbsp;She is anxious to get out there again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-2703570429331040091?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/2703570429331040091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/hang-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2703570429331040091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2703570429331040091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/hang-10.html' title='Hang 10'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCgnBXDcUxI/AAAAAAAABjc/HKyBziORzHE/s72-c/IMG_3045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-454737122285986953</id><published>2010-06-27T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:17:08.278-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>10 minutes</title><content type='html'>That's about all we got for beach time today. &amp;nbsp;10 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so looking forward to a lazy day at the beach this Saturday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it rained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And rained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And rained some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I managed to snap this picture in those 10 minutes.&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCb9UxwxI-I/AAAAAAAABjY/xRgP2H3RFCg/s1600/IMG_3015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCb9UxwxI-I/AAAAAAAABjY/xRgP2H3RFCg/s640/IMG_3015.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is in front of C&amp;amp;C's Surf School, which is right across the road from where we are living. &amp;nbsp;This is the spot on the beach where we usually hang out. &amp;nbsp;If the weather holds out tomorrow, G &amp;amp; D are supposed to take surf lessons. &amp;nbsp;Dane is still unsure about it. &amp;nbsp;He's a little nervous about being out where he can't touch the bottom. &amp;nbsp;We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out to dinner tonight just to get out of the villas. &amp;nbsp;We went to Coco's and had the "typical" dish or "casados" - rice, beans, meat, fried plantains, salad, and an order of fajitas. &amp;nbsp;The food was really good. &amp;nbsp;Genevieve &amp;nbsp;(our pickiest eater) has been trying new foods. &amp;nbsp;She is doing pretty well here because she like rice and meat. &amp;nbsp;The boys are hit &amp;amp; miss. &amp;nbsp;Last night we went to Jardin Marino, a "soda" on the main street. I ordered a cheesburger and casados. &amp;nbsp; The 4 of us can share 2 dishes with food leftover. &amp;nbsp;Our meals were good there too. &amp;nbsp;I think the kids favorite thing was the talking parrot at the restaurant (and counting the geckos - but that's everywhere we go!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Zeke's birthday. &amp;nbsp;I will consider it a success if we don't have any tantrums or major meltdowns. &amp;nbsp;Wishful thinking? &amp;nbsp;I baked another batch of toaster oven cupcakes. &amp;nbsp;I think these ones turned out much better. &amp;nbsp;I think I'm getting the hang of this toaster oven baking ;) .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-454737122285986953?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/454737122285986953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/10-minutes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/454737122285986953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/454737122285986953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/10-minutes.html' title='10 minutes'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCb9UxwxI-I/AAAAAAAABjY/xRgP2H3RFCg/s72-c/IMG_3015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-3529392033460158307</id><published>2010-06-26T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:17:08.279-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>School celebrations</title><content type='html'>I took cupcakes to Zeke's preschool (his birthday is on Sunday). &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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCZTr2JMQVI/AAAAAAAABjU/umfPDjKVrQs/s1600/IMG_2984.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCZTr2JMQVI/AAAAAAAABjU/umfPDjKVrQs/s640/IMG_2984.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the picture fool you. &amp;nbsp;He had a total meltdown, didn't blow out his candle or eat a cupcake. &lt;br /&gt;I can't begin to explain why. &amp;nbsp;Such is life with Zeke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-3529392033460158307?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3529392033460158307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/school-celebrations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3529392033460158307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3529392033460158307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/school-celebrations.html' title='School celebrations'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCZTr2JMQVI/AAAAAAAABjU/umfPDjKVrQs/s72-c/IMG_2984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-5435734852300759978</id><published>2010-06-25T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:17:08.279-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>I guess he was hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u17rPL6TBgk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u17rPL6TBgk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;***This was from a few days ago, just haven't had time to post it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCV2MLKL3EI/AAAAAAAABjQ/prJqKiUdQLU/s1600/IMG_2853.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCV2MLKL3EI/AAAAAAAABjQ/prJqKiUdQLU/s640/IMG_2853.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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-5435734852300759978?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5435734852300759978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-guess-he-was-hot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5435734852300759978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5435734852300759978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-guess-he-was-hot.html' title='I guess he was hot'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCV2MLKL3EI/AAAAAAAABjQ/prJqKiUdQLU/s72-c/IMG_2853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-3006337154742419974</id><published>2010-06-24T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:17:08.279-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>La fiesta de cumpleaños</title><content type='html'>I am beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Genevieve's birthday. &amp;nbsp;Did you know that 8 year olds have high expectations for their birthdays? &amp;nbsp;I thought we were going to have a simple little celebration. &amp;nbsp;Unfortunately nothing is simple or easy here (at least for this gringa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party prep. &amp;nbsp;I purchased and modified some invitations I found in town. &amp;nbsp;The selection was pitiful, but we made it work. &amp;nbsp;We only needed 4 invites, which we handed out just 2 days ago &amp;nbsp;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQJfwzEtpI/AAAAAAAABig/8Jbg7bqy3-M/s1600/IMG_2886.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQJfwzEtpI/AAAAAAAABig/8Jbg7bqy3-M/s640/IMG_2886.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genevieve invited 2 sets of siblings from school (one Amercian, and one Tico). &amp;nbsp;We also verbally invited a couple families staying at our villas, and Annie, a language student we sat next to on the plane ride here (&amp;amp; whom we see almost everyday). &amp;nbsp;We had the potential to have no one show up, or upwards of 18 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I made batches of cupcakes in a toaster oven. &amp;nbsp;I made mini cupcakes to take to G's class, and big cupcakes for her after school party. &amp;nbsp;They turned out so-so, but a toaster oven is not an ideal baking unit.&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQJ0tqGNmI/AAAAAAAABik/goGpL_MVbkQ/s1600/IMG_2893.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQJ0tqGNmI/AAAAAAAABik/goGpL_MVbkQ/s640/IMG_2893.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQKKoTK2dI/AAAAAAAABio/FD1_WqpdlMg/s1600/IMG_2898.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQKKoTK2dI/AAAAAAAABio/FD1_WqpdlMg/s640/IMG_2898.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the morning taking Zeke to school, going to the bank, ordering the (4) pizzas &lt;i&gt;to be delivered&lt;/i&gt;, frosting cupcakes, buying ice cream, taking the cupcakes to G's class, cutting up fruit, decorating the big patio, and picking Zeke up from school. &amp;nbsp; I was in a full blown sweat before the party even started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was to start at 11:30. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 11:25 the heavens opened up and it began raining, and thundering. &amp;nbsp;At the same time we were invaded by a large group of old, speedo-wearing Europeans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me?&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQKkdOhVII/AAAAAAAABis/-GhH9aBUkcQ/s1600/IMG_2925.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQKkdOhVII/AAAAAAAABis/-GhH9aBUkcQ/s640/IMG_2925.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 12:00 the rain was coming down, and we only had 2 kids at the party (the Americans), and no pizza yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna lie. &amp;nbsp;It was a pitiful "party". &amp;nbsp;I felt bad for Genevieve. &amp;nbsp;I felt bad for me and all my sweaty effort. &amp;nbsp; And the gigantic bowl of fruit I prepared, and the 4 pizzas &lt;i&gt;that were getting delivered&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQL6HnvHkI/AAAAAAAABi4/EUpw2jQhHbU/s1600/IMG_2908.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQL6HnvHkI/AAAAAAAABi4/EUpw2jQhHbU/s640/IMG_2908.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQK7mfzmZI/AAAAAAAABiw/gkGRxKfKZy8/s1600/IMG_2910.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQK7mfzmZI/AAAAAAAABiw/gkGRxKfKZy8/s640/IMG_2910.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 12:10 I decided to walk to the friends house that didn't show up. &amp;nbsp;When I got there the kids were just goofing off, and the mom explained to me she thought the party was tomorrow. &amp;nbsp;I explained (in my horrible spanish) it was today, and in fact NOW, and brought the kids back with me. &amp;nbsp;By the time we got back the rain had subsided, and the speedo-wearing Europeans were getting out of the pool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things were looking up!&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQLcmx3NlI/AAAAAAAABi0/5ckbgb2jcls/s1600/IMG_2941.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQLcmx3NlI/AAAAAAAABi0/5ckbgb2jcls/s640/IMG_2941.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Genevieve &amp;amp; her friend Tiana have matching swimsuits by pure coincidence)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the front desk to ask if they could call the pizza place to find out where our pizzas were. &amp;nbsp;That is when I was informed they don't actually &lt;i&gt;deliver&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;My pizzas were sitting there waiting to be picked up. &amp;nbsp;Now, I know my spanish is no bueno. &amp;nbsp;But on Tuesday&lt;i&gt; I asked them if they delivered&lt;/i&gt;, and they said yes. &amp;nbsp;This morning I confirmed again that they would &lt;i&gt;bring the pizzas to me&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I wrote down the name of our complex. &amp;nbsp;She nodded and said "si". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I now had a pool of 7 kids, and no way to get the pizzas. &amp;nbsp;Daniella (the receptionist) offered to call a taxi to pick up and bring me the waiting pizzas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the families staying at the villas showed up and joined in. &amp;nbsp;Annie ended up popping by for a quick visit (with a sweet gift of goggles). &amp;nbsp;The rest of the party went well (except for Zeke who was a royal stinker the whole time. &amp;nbsp;Did I mention he peed his pants?....on my lap).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQMmGH7E6I/AAAAAAAABi8/J3LLA37QxYQ/s1600/IMG_2932.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQMmGH7E6I/AAAAAAAABi8/J3LLA37QxYQ/s640/IMG_2932.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minus me having to go get the guests, and the pizza delivery fiasco, it was just like a party in the US! (ha ha ha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave out little bundles of sparkly pencils and pixie sticks for party favors, and Genevieve declared it a great birthday.&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQNEt5CG8I/AAAAAAAABjA/88sINU_dWic/s1600/IMG_2912.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQNEt5CG8I/AAAAAAAABjA/88sINU_dWic/s640/IMG_2912.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few more pics for good measure.&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQOI5kht7I/AAAAAAAABjE/UaMrrsZOn2U/s1600/IMG_2937.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQOI5kht7I/AAAAAAAABjE/UaMrrsZOn2U/s640/IMG_2937.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQOjE7qITI/AAAAAAAABjI/VOfcyYMaGQg/s1600/IMG_2972.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQOjE7qITI/AAAAAAAABjI/VOfcyYMaGQg/s640/IMG_2972.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQO7UBDOlI/AAAAAAAABjM/0cd7TupaPjI/s1600/IMG_2978.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQO7UBDOlI/AAAAAAAABjM/0cd7TupaPjI/s640/IMG_2978.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: left;"&gt;I am beat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-3006337154742419974?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3006337154742419974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/la-fiesta-de-cumpleanos.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3006337154742419974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3006337154742419974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/la-fiesta-de-cumpleanos.html' title='La fiesta de cumpleaños'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TCQJfwzEtpI/AAAAAAAABig/8Jbg7bqy3-M/s72-c/IMG_2886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-2639575269712971857</id><published>2010-06-22T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:17:08.280-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>Adios Papa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We celebrated Father's Day early since we would not all be together on the real Father's Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TB6jG2vHbMI/AAAAAAAABic/rpqRDhyQsbE/s1600/IMG_2843.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TB6jG2vHbMI/AAAAAAAABic/rpqRDhyQsbE/s640/IMG_2843.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can I just take a second to tell you how great my husband is? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First of all, he entertains my cRaZy ideas =) &amp;nbsp;And he even helps to bring them to fruition!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is an amazing dad. &amp;nbsp;So much more so than I ever imagined. &amp;nbsp;He never needs a "break" from the kids unlike yours truly. &amp;nbsp;He is always up for an adventure with them. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids were already missing him before he left Costa Rica. &amp;nbsp;I kept catching little snippets of conversations between them about how much they wanted daddy to stay. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY to my best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you and MISS YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-2639575269712971857?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/2639575269712971857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/adios-papa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2639575269712971857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2639575269712971857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/adios-papa.html' title='Adios Papa!'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TB6jG2vHbMI/AAAAAAAABic/rpqRDhyQsbE/s72-c/IMG_2843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-2985981705021142852</id><published>2010-06-22T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:17:08.280-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>Playa Carrillo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Sunday before Luke left (yes, 9 days ago, I'm a little behind!) we spent a few hours at Playa Carillo which is the next beach over. &amp;nbsp;We took the bus for the 10 minute ride. &amp;nbsp;The beach is secluded with the town up the hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TB6hGzeHT2I/AAAAAAAABiM/QjWOGf_2BaU/s1600/IMG_2794.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TB6hGzeHT2I/AAAAAAAABiM/QjWOGf_2BaU/s640/IMG_2794.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TB6W9IQtSKI/AAAAAAAABiA/squGmj36PFM/s1600/IMG_2788.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TB6W9IQtSKI/AAAAAAAABiA/squGmj36PFM/s640/IMG_2788.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TB6gwtDFzYI/AAAAAAAABiI/XqOhG4tXVgI/s1600/IMG_2802.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TB6gwtDFzYI/AAAAAAAABiI/XqOhG4tXVgI/s640/IMG_2802.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TB6hrgqxbaI/AAAAAAAABiU/TR0_vSEcvTI/s1600/IMG_2812.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TB6hrgqxbaI/AAAAAAAABiU/TR0_vSEcvTI/s640/IMG_2812.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TB6hZMrFZcI/AAAAAAAABiQ/mIITaA8h-gI/s1600/IMG_2811.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TB6hZMrFZcI/AAAAAAAABiQ/mIITaA8h-gI/s640/IMG_2811.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;And this is what happens when a 2 year old meets a hammock. &amp;nbsp;Actually the cut looked much worse in person, but it's healing fine. &amp;nbsp;I was not looking forward to a visit to Dr Freddy already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TB6h-te8sDI/AAAAAAAABiY/Wrcq-rSAbYA/s1600/IMG_2832.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TB6h-te8sDI/AAAAAAAABiY/Wrcq-rSAbYA/s640/IMG_2832.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/501109801388836574-2985981705021142852?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/2985981705021142852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/playa-carrillo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2985981705021142852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2985981705021142852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/playa-carrillo.html' title='Playa Carrillo'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TB6hGzeHT2I/AAAAAAAABiM/QjWOGf_2BaU/s72-c/IMG_2794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-2823906950376509169</id><published>2010-06-15T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:17:08.280-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>Still alive!</title><content type='html'>My mother-in-law checked in with me this morning pointing out that I hadn't posted in a few days. &amp;nbsp;We are in fact alive and well. &amp;nbsp;I've been waiting to post after I uploaded my pictures, and I haven't done that because my photo system is a royal pain. &amp;nbsp;Also, I've been tired in the evenings, and more in the mood for reading than writing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke left for home this morning and it's been an adjustment. &amp;nbsp;We had gotten into a a bit of a groove, a routine, and I felt a little lost today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon we had some visitors, which was a nice distraction from my melancholy state of mind. &amp;nbsp;I have been corresponding with a guy I initially "met" on the tripadvisor.com forum for Samara. &amp;nbsp;He and his wife have lived here for 7 years. &amp;nbsp;He has been a HUGE resource for me. &amp;nbsp;Today when I asked him (via e-mail) for advice on what to do about Dane and I getting eaten alive by mosquitoes, he offered me a bed net. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;He came by with his wife and darling 18 month old daughter to drop the net off, and stayed and chatted for a couple hours while kids swam in the pool. &amp;nbsp;They were totally normal (you never know with so many weirdos online) and really nice! &amp;nbsp;We talked about getting together later in the week. &amp;nbsp;Too bad they are moving in a couple weeks =(.&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBg5yvpyZpI/AAAAAAAABh8/lHg2MkVlye0/s1600/Photo+11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBg5yvpyZpI/AAAAAAAABh8/lHg2MkVlye0/s640/Photo+11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(this is my view from inside the net using my computer camera)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really excited about the bed net! &amp;nbsp;Regardless of how hard I try to keep the mosquitos out of the bedrooms, crank up the A/C, spray us down with repellent, and try to keep the covers on us, Dane and I both wake up with tons of huge welts on our bodies (Dane worse than me). &amp;nbsp;The rest of the family apparently doesn't taste as good, as they only get a few nibbles here and there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll share some pictures of our last few days soon! &amp;nbsp;Zeke has started preschool, so I will fill you in on that too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-2823906950376509169?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/2823906950376509169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/still-alive.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2823906950376509169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2823906950376509169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/still-alive.html' title='Still alive!'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBg5yvpyZpI/AAAAAAAABh8/lHg2MkVlye0/s72-c/Photo+11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-6196932865933389221</id><published>2010-06-12T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:17:08.280-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>Swinging through the trees....</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Disclaimer: &amp;nbsp;The following event was completely safe. &amp;nbsp;Our kids safety is our first priority. &amp;nbsp;If you know the Taylor's, you know&amp;nbsp;safety is&amp;nbsp;our middle name &amp;nbsp;=). &amp;nbsp;So we don't want any frantic calls from the grandparents!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to the good stuff. &amp;nbsp;We had a GREAT day ziplining with Wingnuts Canopy Tours. &amp;nbsp;And when I say "we", I mean all 5 of us! &amp;nbsp;Luke and I had little faith that Zeke would go for it. &amp;nbsp;In fact, we pictured a huge meltdown, and me staying with him while Luke and the other 2 went on to do the tour. &amp;nbsp;To our complete SHOCK, Zeke did it, and loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they say, a picture is worth a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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D to get out of school at 11:20. &amp;nbsp;We go over to the school gate to wait and there's an American tourist holding a newborn kitten. &amp;nbsp;She says there were 3 of them abandoned by their mom. &amp;nbsp;We explain we can't take it because we do not live here permanently. &amp;nbsp;I ask where the other kittens are, and she tells me some of the school kids took them home and she hopes they care for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We keep waiting for the kids, but they don't come out. &amp;nbsp;I finally go in and ask a teacher what time school finishes today. &amp;nbsp;She tells me they already finished and the kids left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we head out the gates I ask an older student what time school got out on Fridays for 2nd grade and she tells me 10:30! &amp;nbsp;So the kids have been out for an hour and we don't know where they are. &amp;nbsp;We start walking down the street toward our villa and I see some kids in uniform at the end of our street. &amp;nbsp;We keep walking and sure enough it is Genevieve, Dane and another classmate. &amp;nbsp;Genevieve is in another shirt, so they have obviously been home and then come back out. &amp;nbsp;She is also holding... a newborn kitten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She starts telling us the story of the motherless kittens, and how they volunteered to take one. &amp;nbsp;"We adopted it" she says. &amp;nbsp;Luke and I start explaining how we can't keep the cat, that we aren't allowed to, and that it's a baby that needs someone to give it milk in a bottle, etc. &amp;nbsp;They inform us that they already gave it milk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the tears started.&lt;br /&gt;"But it's ours, we adopted it........."&lt;br /&gt;More tears.&lt;br /&gt;(repeat over and over)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave the kitten to the boy they were with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we get to the villa there is a large bowl on the porch with milk in it. &amp;nbsp;I asked how the kitten reached the milk, to which they answered, "he got in". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genevieve has spent the afternoon between tears and trying to convince us to get her a cat for her birthday when we get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: left;"&gt;Today we saw these guys on our walk. &amp;nbsp;We have actually seen quite a few of them, but these ones were closer than usual, and we saw 3 or 4 in a row. &amp;nbsp;The first one was huge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBGeRwwpSTI/AAAAAAAABgY/OFJPba-zB9o/s1600/IMG_2633.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBGeRwwpSTI/AAAAAAAABgY/OFJPba-zB9o/s640/IMG_2633.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;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBGelt31EUI/AAAAAAAABgc/0i24EeCnLNQ/s1600/IMG_2634.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBGelt31EUI/AAAAAAAABgc/0i24EeCnLNQ/s640/IMG_2634.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Luke's favorite thing to do after dropping the kids at school is to go have a leisurely breakfast at the panadería&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBGe9TW_ABI/AAAAAAAABgg/bF1WJk-Ko5M/s1600/IMG_2640.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBGe9TW_ABI/AAAAAAAABgg/bF1WJk-Ko5M/s640/IMG_2640.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBGfVIzfCKI/AAAAAAAABgk/u7ZyW1avNMU/s1600/IMG_2641.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBGfVIzfCKI/AAAAAAAABgk/u7ZyW1avNMU/s640/IMG_2641.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBGfnXz-WKI/AAAAAAAABgo/ffqXuyAvBRM/s1600/IMG_2642.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBGfnXz-WKI/AAAAAAAABgo/ffqXuyAvBRM/s640/IMG_2642.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went and checked out a preschool for Zeke to attend. We stayed for about 45 minutes and let him play on the playground with the other kids. &amp;nbsp;He seemed to enjoy it. &amp;nbsp;I don't know if he will actually let me leave him though. &amp;nbsp;I almost didn't go because it's a bit of a walk to get there, but then I thought "do I not have the time?" &amp;nbsp;We're going to go again tomorrow and stay for a little while again. &amp;nbsp;Hopefully he will warm up to the idea.&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBGf6U-zLFI/AAAAAAAABgs/lne0OQyubpg/s1600/IMG_2648.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBGf6U-zLFI/AAAAAAAABgs/lne0OQyubpg/s640/IMG_2648.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you wondering when I was going to get to the "jackpot" of the post? &amp;nbsp;Well here's the jackpot!&lt;br /&gt;When I planned this adventure, I had hoped the kids would make friends. &amp;nbsp;I really didn't know how well they would be received, but I had hoped and dreamed they would make some buddies to play with both in and out of school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night when Genevieve asked if she could invite her classmate Amanda over to swim today we said sure, but warned her it might not work out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school Genevieve invited Amanda. &amp;nbsp;Amanda said she needed to ask her mom. &amp;nbsp;So Genevieve told her where we "live" and to bring her bathing suit. &amp;nbsp;After school Genevieve didn't go swimming like usual. &amp;nbsp;She sat on the patio waiting for Amanda. After a while I felt kinda bad because I was pretty sure Amanda wasn't coming. I went to run a couple errands while Luke stayed with the kids. &amp;nbsp;When I got back, Amanda was in the pool!&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBGgOv1D4mI/AAAAAAAABgw/z4nJcw2XcPo/s1600/IMG_2649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBGgOv1D4mI/AAAAAAAABgw/z4nJcw2XcPo/s640/IMG_2649.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls were jibbering away in spanish like the best of friends. &amp;nbsp;Luke kept saying "listen to her" (about Genevieve). &amp;nbsp;It was truly amazing to see her speaking so freely and naturally in spanish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat there just taking in the moment. &amp;nbsp;I had dreamed of this, but didn't know if it was a real possibility. &lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden I knew this trip was worth it. &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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBGg5UVE00I/AAAAAAAABg4/LBTvqGm6Lng/s1600/IMG_2666.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBGg5UVE00I/AAAAAAAABg4/LBTvqGm6Lng/s640/IMG_2666.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Amanda's mom dropped her off she said her brother would come to get her in an hour. &amp;nbsp;I assumed that meant she had an older brother. &amp;nbsp;But no. No, no. &amp;nbsp;Her 6 year old brother came to get her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBGgnRb27MI/AAAAAAAABg0/VNF6kRvCmk4/s1600/IMG_2659.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBGgnRb27MI/AAAAAAAABg0/VNF6kRvCmk4/s640/IMG_2659.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the playdate continued and now Dane had a buddy! &amp;nbsp;By the way Dario is 6 and is in the 1st grade!&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBGhOI78r_I/AAAAAAAABg8/gYZlLg4qP04/s1600/IMG_2665.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBGhOI78r_I/AAAAAAAABg8/gYZlLg4qP04/s640/IMG_2665.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have some insight to the 1st grade drama. &amp;nbsp;I asked Dario how many kids were in his class and he said 24. &amp;nbsp;Dane's 2nd grade only has 5 and Genevieve's 3rd grade class only has 7. &amp;nbsp;So it appears that 1st grade is over-crowded and probably why Dane was not put in there. &amp;nbsp;I just wish they would say that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was time for the kids to go, Amanda and Dario wanted to have my kids over to play. &amp;nbsp;So she went home to ask her mom and she said yes. &amp;nbsp;I walked the kids to their home and told them I would be back in an hour. &amp;nbsp;When I came back the kids were still not ready for the playdate to end. &amp;nbsp;The parents were very nice, gave me a cup of tea and gave the kids a snack. &amp;nbsp;It was pouring while the kids were there so they had to play inside. &amp;nbsp;When I came they were playing some sort of game system. &amp;nbsp;Their homes may be meager, but they have the necessities, and even a game system. &amp;nbsp;And they have hospitality to boot! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was a good day. &amp;nbsp;A&lt;i&gt; very&lt;/i&gt; good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-2648850447050076322?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/2648850447050076322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/jackpot.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2648850447050076322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2648850447050076322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/jackpot.html' title='Jackpot!'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBGeRwwpSTI/AAAAAAAABgY/OFJPba-zB9o/s72-c/IMG_2633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-2543657129833567474</id><published>2010-06-09T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:19:08.488-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>An evening in Sámara.....</title><content type='html'>What you might see if you were a mosquito on the wall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBBbxbgJ4LI/AAAAAAAABgU/60gRmKZFt94/s640/IMG_2628.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/501109801388836574-2543657129833567474?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/2543657129833567474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/evening-in-samara.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2543657129833567474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2543657129833567474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/evening-in-samara.html' title='An evening in Sámara.....'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TBBbIB-QHUI/AAAAAAAABgM/2mJPZGMCIwc/s72-c/IMG_2623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-3608029852145533251</id><published>2010-06-09T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:19:08.488-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>Frustrating</title><content type='html'>Warning: &amp;nbsp;This is just a long ill-flowing rant. &amp;nbsp;Feel free to bypass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;went to the school this morning to talk with the director about Dane being in 2nd grade. &amp;nbsp;She wasn't there but the Kinder teacher who speaks so-so english tried to help me. &amp;nbsp;I questioned why Dane was in 2nd grade when he was only 6. &amp;nbsp;She explained that the school year starts on February 15th and that a 1st grader needed to be 5 years &amp;amp; 9 months by that date (or so I understood). &amp;nbsp;Perfect I said. &amp;nbsp;His birthday is April 1st, so he is over 5 years and 9 months by then. &amp;nbsp;In fact he is 5 years and 10.5 months to be exact. &amp;nbsp;But no. &amp;nbsp;She said they have to be &lt;i&gt;younger&lt;/i&gt; than 5 years and 9 months by that date. &amp;nbsp;We went round and round because I thought I misunderstood her. &amp;nbsp;I asked why there were 8 year olds in the 2nd grade with him. &amp;nbsp;I have no idea what she said. Then she told me he could go in Kinder. &amp;nbsp;Apparently he is too old for 1st grade, but he is not too old for Kinder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And therein lies my frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they had just put him in Kinder from the beginning there would be no problem. &amp;nbsp;Dane wouldn't have known anything else. &amp;nbsp;But now, the thought of going from 2nd grade (that he doesn't belong in) to Kinder, is a blow to the little guys ego. &amp;nbsp;In fact, he is telling me he &lt;i&gt;won't&lt;/i&gt; go. &amp;nbsp;I think a big part of it is that he doesn't want to go to the unknown. &amp;nbsp;He already got the first day of being the new kid over with, and doesn't want to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kicker in this whole ordeal? &amp;nbsp;Kinder has a different uniform. &amp;nbsp;Which would mean another hour long bus ride to Nicoya, and even more money on uniforms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I think he would be bored in Kinder. &amp;nbsp;I think they are covering preschool material. &amp;nbsp;But in his current class, there are 2 8-year-old english speaking kids (maybe from France?), and the little girl is nice enough to "help" Dane with all his work. &amp;nbsp;And all his work comes home in her handwriting. I'm afraid he is not getting the spanish interaction that we came for in that class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why oh why can't they just place him in 1st grade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back this afternoon with a big box of donations I brought down. &amp;nbsp;Secretly, I was hoping the gift might win me some favor from the principal to get this grade thing fixed. &amp;nbsp;Sadly, she wasn't there and I handed it over to the teachers. &amp;nbsp;Who knows where it will end up and if she'll even know we brought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might force him to try Kinder tomorrow. &amp;nbsp;Being that his 2nd grade teacher has a meeting in Nicoya, and none of the 2nd graders have school, it's a perfect day to try the class. &amp;nbsp;Yes, you read that right. &amp;nbsp;The teacher is busy, so school is cancelled for 2nd graders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Costa Rica. &amp;nbsp;In so many ways it is not 3rd world here. &amp;nbsp;But in some ways, it &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-3608029852145533251?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3608029852145533251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/frustrating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3608029852145533251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3608029852145533251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/frustrating.html' title='Frustrating'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-9176713605500682129</id><published>2010-06-08T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:19:08.488-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>The scoop on school</title><content type='html'>While the big kids were at school we took the opportunity to explore town with Zeke. &amp;nbsp;We took a long walk, and ended up seeing some wild horses. &amp;nbsp;The tide was high so we couldn't make the loop along the beach that brings you back into town. &amp;nbsp;So we made a U-turn and high-tailed it back to get the kids on time. &amp;nbsp;We had a nice refreshing drizzle. &amp;nbsp;We haven't seen much sun yet, but the warm weather makes up for the lack of sunshine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA6QZn4fy0I/AAAAAAAABfY/f2dREPeQpHg/s1600/IMG_2579.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA6QZn4fy0I/AAAAAAAABfY/f2dREPeQpHg/s640/IMG_2579.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA6SFJIWizI/AAAAAAAABfg/jTZUsRSsnC0/s1600/IMG_2593.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA6SFJIWizI/AAAAAAAABfg/jTZUsRSsnC0/s640/IMG_2593.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked up the kids from school and found out 3 interesting things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dane was put in 2nd grade. &amp;nbsp;He just finished Kindergarten at home. &amp;nbsp;I requested that he be put with kids his own age (6). &amp;nbsp;I asked another girl in his class how old she was and she said 8. &amp;nbsp;Dane can barely write, so this should be interesting. &amp;nbsp;(Genevieve was put in 3rd grade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Genevieve was called Jennifer all day by both the teacher and classmates. &amp;nbsp;She said she tried to correct them at first but they didn't understand, so she let them continue to call her Jennifer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. They fed the kids lunch at school. &amp;nbsp;The kids said they had rice, salad, and potatoes. &amp;nbsp;And they said they ate it (that might be the bigger surprise). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genevieve said she made some friends. &amp;nbsp;A girl named Amanda stayed with her the whole time. &amp;nbsp;At recess she even bought Genevieve a snack from one of the street vendors that comes up to the school fence selling stuff. &amp;nbsp;Ay yay yay! &amp;nbsp;I never thought to tell the kids to not eat off the street because I didn't think it was a possibility for them. &amp;nbsp;Lets hope those probiotics are doing their work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dane gave us less info, but that is par for the course. &amp;nbsp;Genevieve complained that all they did was write all day long. &amp;nbsp;The good news is, even if they don't especially like school they get done at 11:20, so they have the rest of the time to enjoy the beach, pool, and town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I don't think they loved it, but I don't think they hated it either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are having a first day of school treat of helados!&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA6SdznK_KI/AAAAAAAABfo/_mK2YAFRyN0/s1600/IMG_2610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA6SdznK_KI/AAAAAAAABfo/_mK2YAFRyN0/s640/IMG_2610.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA6S2AMPg3I/AAAAAAAABfw/jY5Bx4PfdBg/s1600/IMG_2607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA6S2AMPg3I/AAAAAAAABfw/jY5Bx4PfdBg/s640/IMG_2607.JPG" width="480" /&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA6UBH-s6DI/AAAAAAAABf4/tCG41eVTko8/s1600/IMG_2608.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA6UBH-s6DI/AAAAAAAABf4/tCG41eVTko8/s640/IMG_2608.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now a dip in the pool. &amp;nbsp;I have to admit, I'm feeling pretty spoiled.&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA6U5dsq4KI/AAAAAAAABgA/wSxouqpq1B4/s1600/IMG_2611.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA6U5dsq4KI/AAAAAAAABgA/wSxouqpq1B4/s640/IMG_2611.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/501109801388836574-9176713605500682129?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/9176713605500682129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/scoop-on-school.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/9176713605500682129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/9176713605500682129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/scoop-on-school.html' title='The scoop on school'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA6QZn4fy0I/AAAAAAAABfY/f2dREPeQpHg/s72-c/IMG_2579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-2022191816297755913</id><published>2010-06-08T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:19:08.489-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>Escuela</title><content type='html'>Genevieve &amp;amp; Dane just left for school. &amp;nbsp;Praying for a good first day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA5BLHZYFuI/AAAAAAAABfI/ZiVZOA8yxbM/s1600/IMG_2576.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA5BLHZYFuI/AAAAAAAABfI/ZiVZOA8yxbM/s640/IMG_2576.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this little guy is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA5CTLdXifI/AAAAAAAABfQ/Yh1ySrYPPNM/s1600/IMG_2578.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA5CTLdXifI/AAAAAAAABfQ/Yh1ySrYPPNM/s640/IMG_2578.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually he just woke up as I was uploading this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the games begin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-2022191816297755913?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/2022191816297755913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/escuela.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2022191816297755913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2022191816297755913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/escuela.html' title='Escuela'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA5BLHZYFuI/AAAAAAAABfI/ZiVZOA8yxbM/s72-c/IMG_2576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-3346772968923699561</id><published>2010-06-07T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:19:08.489-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>My spanish is no bueno</title><content type='html'>First, a few words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot.&lt;br /&gt;Sticky.&lt;br /&gt;Sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had sporadic rain and thunderstorms throughout the day. &amp;nbsp;I hear this is typical of the rainy season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the view from our patio with the sun peaking through.&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA3P9kyLz4I/AAAAAAAABeY/jIbNDryZaS4/s1600/CIMG3545.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA3P9kyLz4I/AAAAAAAABeY/jIbNDryZaS4/s640/CIMG3545.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day! &amp;nbsp;We had a leisure morning and then went over to the school to talk about the kids attending. &amp;nbsp;The director didn't speak any english, and Genevieve was too embarrassed to translate. &amp;nbsp;I really thought I could get by with my sucky spanish, but there are not too many people here that speak any english. &amp;nbsp;Talking with the director today (and I use word "talk" loosely as there was an awful lot of miming going on) was motivation for me to really work on my spanish. &amp;nbsp;So yah. &amp;nbsp;If you want an immersion experience for yourself or kids, I think Samara is a good choice!&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA3PL_yjoxI/AAAAAAAABeA/9qwAv01yiak/s1600/CIMG3548_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA3PL_yjoxI/AAAAAAAABeA/9qwAv01yiak/s640/CIMG3548_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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA3Pat7gudI/AAAAAAAABeI/6K1tyk0OgaA/s1600/CIMG3555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA3Pat7gudI/AAAAAAAABeI/6K1tyk0OgaA/s640/CIMG3555.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA3PkR-pTzI/AAAAAAAABeQ/-S6ov2e8xI8/s1600/CIMG3548.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA3PkR-pTzI/AAAAAAAABeQ/-S6ov2e8xI8/s640/CIMG3548.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke took the kids to the beach while I took the bus to Nicoya to get the rest of the kids school uniforms. &amp;nbsp;It was a 1 hour bus ride through beautiful lush foliage. &amp;nbsp;I found the tienda and bought the supplies and headed to the super mercado grande for some groceries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the bus....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA3TRYeRwrI/AAAAAAAABfA/GNxGWvL92cw/s1600/CIMG3557.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA3TRYeRwrI/AAAAAAAABfA/GNxGWvL92cw/s640/CIMG3557.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pics of Nicoya....&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA3QYO_VPEI/AAAAAAAABeg/Xqc6RcmQFhM/s1600/CIMG3562.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA3QYO_VPEI/AAAAAAAABeg/Xqc6RcmQFhM/s640/CIMG3562.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA3QrnxWhLI/AAAAAAAABeo/sdszCJAjEtA/s1600/CIMG3560.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA3QrnxWhLI/AAAAAAAABeo/sdszCJAjEtA/s640/CIMG3560.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They actually have real grocery stores there. &amp;nbsp;Shopping back in Samara is like shopping in a campground store. &amp;nbsp;Small, over-priced food, and not quite everything you need. &amp;nbsp;The store in Nicoya has most everything, but a lot of it is crazy prices. &amp;nbsp;For example, a block of parmesan cheese was $25! &amp;nbsp;Needless to say, I didn't buy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a nice dinner of spaghetti, garlic bread, and watermelon on our porch. &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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA3RGiCAA_I/AAAAAAAABew/H3j8h9tIA7A/s1600/IMG_2568.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA3RGiCAA_I/AAAAAAAABew/H3j8h9tIA7A/s640/IMG_2568.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bugs here are huge and plentiful. If I could just get used to the occasional sighting of these guys both outside and inside our villa, I'll be fine (does a dozen in 24 hours qualify as occasional?).&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA3RWm40_HI/AAAAAAAABe4/UO_WH_PJBCw/s1600/IMG_2569.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TA3RWm40_HI/AAAAAAAABe4/UO_WH_PJBCw/s640/IMG_2569.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there was more excitement today, but it all runs together. &amp;nbsp;I'll try to post more often when it's fresh in my memory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to bed since the kids start school at 7:00 am tomorrow. No, that wasn't a typo. &amp;nbsp;Siete!!!! (which is like 6:00 am until our bodies adjust to the time change). &amp;nbsp;Did I mention we don't have an alarm clock?&lt;br /&gt;They are in school from 7:00 to 11:20. &amp;nbsp;The older grades go in the afternoon. &amp;nbsp;Hoping for a good day for the kids tomorrow. &amp;nbsp;Genevieve was a little nervous tonight, and I don't blame her. &amp;nbsp;I hope the little niños are nice to my kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buenos noches!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-3346772968923699561?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3346772968923699561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-spanish-is-no-bueno.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-3875078712025800461</id><published>2010-06-06T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:19:08.489-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>We really made it!</title><content type='html'>Our flight was delayed in Dallas by about an hour and a half but we made it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not without a code 4 emergency though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were playing at the gate while we waited for the plane to be ready. &amp;nbsp;And somehow, some way, "blue blanket" and "puppy" disappeared. &amp;nbsp;We didn't realize it until about 15 minutes into the flight. &lt;br /&gt;We had already planned on, talked up and executed the departure of the binky for this trip (it was beyond time). &amp;nbsp;We have been binky-free for about a day and a half and he's doing great. &amp;nbsp;Now the poor guy doesn't have any of his comforts from home. &amp;nbsp;He's in our bed right now, and all seems well. &amp;nbsp;Praying he will adjust better than we expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would really like to track down blue blanket and puppy, but it's not so easy from here.&lt;br /&gt;If you are so inclined to help with that, Zeke would be indebted to you forevermore!&lt;br /&gt;We think we lost it at gate D20 at the DFW airport on June 6th getting on an AA flight. &amp;nbsp;It was a blue blanket with white trim, and a tiny little tan webkins puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAx4rltuxaI/AAAAAAAABd4/FgBvxWPOk0Y/s1600/IMG_0528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAx4rltuxaI/AAAAAAAABd4/FgBvxWPOk0Y/s640/IMG_0528.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive to Samara was beautiful. &amp;nbsp;We stopped in Nicoya at the Maxi Bodega to buy a few groceries, and we hoped to by the remaining pieces of the kids school uniforms. &amp;nbsp;Unfortunately the tiendas that carry the uniforms were closed (Sunday afternoon). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we will go talk to the school about the kids, and hopefully they will start Tuesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at El Lagarto, a restaurant on the beach. &amp;nbsp;The food was good, but expensive, as is most everything in town. &amp;nbsp;We'll be cooking most of our meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished off the day with unpacking and a dip in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to post a video clip but it's not working. &amp;nbsp;Maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buenos Noches!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-3875078712025800461?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3875078712025800461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-really-made-it.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3875078712025800461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3875078712025800461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-really-made-it.html' title='We really made it!'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAx4rltuxaI/AAAAAAAABd4/FgBvxWPOk0Y/s72-c/IMG_0528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-4342838723231546779</id><published>2010-06-06T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:19:08.490-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>Getting ready to leave Dallas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAvBhqJwngI/AAAAAAAABdw/jEDuhjf_O88/s1600/photo-754191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAvBhqJwngI/AAAAAAAABdw/jEDuhjf_O88/s320/photo-754191.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479686155621408258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Flight was delayed because they had to repair a &amp;quot;seat&amp;quot;.&lt;p&gt;Here&amp;#39;s Zeke showing off his passport.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-4342838723231546779?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/4342838723231546779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/getting-ready-to-leave-dallas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/4342838723231546779'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>Hello Dallas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAsAr55IlxI/AAAAAAAABdo/DfTsXjSGPbI/s1600/photo-787889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAsAr55IlxI/AAAAAAAABdo/DfTsXjSGPbI/s320/photo-787889.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479474125901174546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-7649097368640120680?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7649097368640120680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-dallas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7649097368640120680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7649097368640120680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-dallas.html' title='Hello Dallas'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAsAr55IlxI/AAAAAAAABdo/DfTsXjSGPbI/s72-c/photo-787889.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-6596962236836041232</id><published>2010-06-05T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:19:08.490-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TArBH2JwdWI/AAAAAAAABdg/hPXgSc9jFyM/s1600/photo-715136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TArBH2JwdWI/AAAAAAAABdg/hPXgSc9jFyM/s320/photo-715136.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479404237189313890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Do I look tired and unshowered?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-6596962236836041232?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TArBH2JwdWI/AAAAAAAABdg/hPXgSc9jFyM/s72-c/photo-715136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-1766176826249196757</id><published>2010-06-05T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:19:08.490-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>We take up a whole row :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TArA9UsYPII/AAAAAAAABdY/s6fXJVgmtFc/s1600/photo-773241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-6721054965693451413</id><published>2010-06-05T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:19:08.491-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>Moving?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The agent at the counter asked if we were moving to Costa Rica. &amp;nbsp;Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAqv02Bw4EI/AAAAAAAABdQ/NPRlEBLbp2g/s1600/photo-787361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479385219040600130" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAqv02Bw4EI/AAAAAAAABdQ/NPRlEBLbp2g/s320/photo-787361.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-6721054965693451413?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/6721054965693451413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/moving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/6721054965693451413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/6721054965693451413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAqlx3EHQ7I/AAAAAAAABdI/EImn3sxSMsY/s1600/photo-715327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAqlx3EHQ7I/AAAAAAAABdI/EImn3sxSMsY/s320/photo-715327.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479374172663006130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We made it! Into the car and on the road at least!&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;ve had almost no sleep, no food, my house is a mess and I didn&amp;#39;t get  &lt;br&gt;a shower, but we made it!&lt;p&gt;(I&amp;#39;m most sad about the shower)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-3418231576414389035?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3418231576414389035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-our-way.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3418231576414389035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3418231576414389035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-our-way.html' title='On our way!'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAqlx3EHQ7I/AAAAAAAABdI/EImn3sxSMsY/s72-c/photo-715327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-1508817175249898642</id><published>2010-06-04T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:19:08.492-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>Upcoming weather in Sámara</title><content type='html'>Yikes! &amp;nbsp;Looks like it will be hot and wet!&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAlheFl3o1I/AAAAAAAABdA/GxRs1zN-fWA/s1600/Picture+5.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAlheFl3o1I/AAAAAAAABdA/GxRs1zN-fWA/s640/Picture+5.png" width="528" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Even though I knew it was the rainy season when I planned the trip, all my little pictures in my head of how it will be are of sunny 75 degree days =). &amp;nbsp;I think I better start daydreaming in the hot and steamy mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/501109801388836574-1508817175249898642?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/1508817175249898642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/upcoming-weather-in-samara.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/1508817175249898642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/1508817175249898642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/upcoming-weather-in-samara.html' title='Upcoming weather in Sámara'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAlheFl3o1I/AAAAAAAABdA/GxRs1zN-fWA/s72-c/Picture+5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-6075787295737021743</id><published>2010-06-03T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:19:08.492-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>The final hours.....and doubt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAgtbULcIdI/AAAAAAAABcw/QywiZMKBx_M/s1600/photo-732986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478678893992616402" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAgtbULcIdI/AAAAAAAABcw/QywiZMKBx_M/s320/photo-732986.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think we're about T minus 40 hours (what does that mean anyway? T  &lt;br /&gt;minus....?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am officially overwhelmed, and in the crazy cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;This is nuts.&lt;br /&gt;I can't be a single parent in a foreign country.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;What if the kids hate it?&lt;br /&gt;What if it's nothing like I pictured?&lt;br /&gt;What if someone gets sick or hurt?&lt;br /&gt;What if I didn't pack enough ranch dressing packets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my craziness extends to ranch dressing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because....going to Costa Rica means eating a lot of salad. &amp;nbsp;Obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, there's no explaining the crazy cycle. &amp;nbsp;It's just where I'm at. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep (lack of) and stress are the culprits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt; have cried today when I picked up Dane from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you see me weeping in the next 40 hours, there's probably no explanation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that I am trying to pack up my entire life in suitcases, and tie up all loose ends here (school, business, home, pets, plants, bills, mail, presents, ETCETERA) before we board the plane. &amp;nbsp;In T minus 39 hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-6075787295737021743?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/6075787295737021743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/final-hoursand-doubt.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/6075787295737021743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/6075787295737021743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/final-hoursand-doubt.html' title='The final hours.....and doubt!'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAgtbULcIdI/AAAAAAAABcw/QywiZMKBx_M/s72-c/photo-732986.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-7212597604182238151</id><published>2010-05-29T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:19:08.492-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>Packing</title><content type='html'>Lucky for us American Airlines hasn't done baggage restrictions for Costa Rica. &amp;nbsp;So technically we are each allowed two 50 pound bags plus a carry-on. &amp;nbsp;That's 500 pound for our whole family. &amp;nbsp;I hope to not be anywhere close to that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I am bringing down quite a bit of stuff. &amp;nbsp;I have packed some new inexpensive toys and activities for our kids, things we can leave there when we are done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also bringing donations for the school the kids will be attending (paper, markers, colored pencils, rulers, glue sticks, etc), &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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAFO93ecClI/AAAAAAAABcY/WFl4OFtyuVU/s1600/IMG_2528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAFO93ecClI/AAAAAAAABcY/WFl4OFtyuVU/s640/IMG_2528.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;and also a bunch of craft stuff for&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://crear2.crashprojects.com/"&gt;CREAR&lt;/a&gt;, which is the day camp they will be attending when the school goes on break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAFOOG1X3KI/AAAAAAAABcQ/6f2F8SbSr00/s1600/IMG_2520.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAFOOG1X3KI/AAAAAAAABcQ/6f2F8SbSr00/s640/IMG_2520.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;Lastly, I'm bringing some food supplies. &amp;nbsp;I don't know exactly what will be available to us, but I do know that any "american" products will be very expensive. &amp;nbsp;So I'm bringing down some stuff to at least get us started (don't judge all the processed foods!). &amp;nbsp;I know we will have access to tons of fresh fruit, which the kids will love. &amp;nbsp;But I wanted to bring a few familiar items from home. &amp;nbsp;We will also be celebrating 2 birthdays down there (Genevieve will be 8 on June 24th, and Zeke will be 3 on June 27th), so I want to be prepared with cake making stuff.&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAFPMiBDu1I/AAAAAAAABcg/p9JXmgrFwhg/s1600/IMG_2527.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAFPMiBDu1I/AAAAAAAABcg/p9JXmgrFwhg/s640/IMG_2527.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest job right now is trying to keep my anxiety in check! &amp;nbsp;I have my To-DO list, and I am actually doing okay on it. &amp;nbsp;But I can't seem to control my anxiety. &amp;nbsp;It's going to be a busy week, and no matter how hard I try the end will be crazy I just know it. &amp;nbsp;I should just plan on an all-nighter the night before we leave. &amp;nbsp;Ugh! &amp;nbsp;I just have to keep reminding myself that this will all be worth it.... &amp;nbsp;Right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-7212597604182238151?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7212597604182238151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/05/packing.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7212597604182238151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7212597604182238151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/05/packing.html' title='Packing'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/TAFO93ecClI/AAAAAAAABcY/WFl4OFtyuVU/s72-c/IMG_2528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-5829166278543838205</id><published>2010-05-26T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:19:08.493-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>Villas Kalimba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think the number one question people ask is where we are staying. &amp;nbsp;I spent weeks (maybe months?) researching this aspect of our trip. &amp;nbsp;It was hard finding something that had all the things I felt were important. &amp;nbsp;I wanted a kitchen (eating out with 3 kids is less than enjoyable, not to mention expensive!), a pool, a/c, wi-fi, it had to be an easy walk to the school, the beach, and town, and I preferred something with a property owner on site since I will be a single mom for a month. &amp;nbsp;Oh, and it had to fit in my budget!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I found that a lot of places will give you a really good rate for such a long stay. &amp;nbsp;Some of them were even a 40-50% discount! &amp;nbsp;After much contemplation I settled on &lt;a href="http://www.villaskalimba.com/"&gt;Villas Kalimba&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;It had everything I wanted.&amp;nbsp;There are 5 detached villas surrounding a pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S_1cSRXL_bI/AAAAAAAABbo/rDbn68aoSLM/s1600/apartments.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S_1cSRXL_bI/AAAAAAAABbo/rDbn68aoSLM/s640/apartments.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S_1hx3219mI/AAAAAAAABcA/HRhRAKavP3w/s1600/private.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S_1hx3219mI/AAAAAAAABcA/HRhRAKavP3w/s640/private.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We are renting a little 2 bedroom/2 bathroom villa with a small kitchen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S_1c5EKqVqI/AAAAAAAABbs/f-C_GNf1_ks/s1600/kitchen-has-everything.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S_1c5EKqVqI/AAAAAAAABbs/f-C_GNf1_ks/s640/kitchen-has-everything.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S_1gYYAM50I/AAAAAAAABb4/Hl-CdTSuGRY/s1600/kids-room.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S_1gYYAM50I/AAAAAAAABb4/Hl-CdTSuGRY/s640/kids-room.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The only thing I am nervous about is there is no indoor living area. &amp;nbsp;The kitchen table and "living space" is on the porch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S_1dTye5igI/AAAAAAAABbw/MntPKHn_xLc/s1600/villas-kalimba-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S_1dTye5igI/AAAAAAAABbw/MntPKHn_xLc/s640/villas-kalimba-1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S_1jl9uMvWI/AAAAAAAABcI/rByQNuUam4U/s1600/villas-kalimba-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S_1jl9uMvWI/AAAAAAAABcI/rByQNuUam4U/s640/villas-kalimba-3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But, who goes to Costa Rica to be inside, right? The villas are in a gated compound which adds another level security.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S_1dmMllfeI/AAAAAAAABb0/ncPyTKVNVOw/s1600/entrance-to-villas-kalimba.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S_1dmMllfeI/AAAAAAAABb0/ncPyTKVNVOw/s640/entrance-to-villas-kalimba.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is just a block from the school and the beach, and there is a small grocery store a couple doors down. &amp;nbsp;The owner has been more than helpful answering all my questions, and has even gone to the local school more than once on my behalf to enquire about the kids attending. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm really excited to call this place home for 6 weeks! &amp;nbsp;I'm just hoping my kids don't drive the other guests cRaZy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-5829166278543838205?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5829166278543838205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/05/villas-kalimba.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5829166278543838205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5829166278543838205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/05/villas-kalimba.html' title='Villas Kalimba'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S_1cSRXL_bI/AAAAAAAABbo/rDbn68aoSLM/s72-c/apartments.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-5814354956226620638</id><published>2010-05-20T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:19:08.493-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>Costa Rica or Bust!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The countdown is on! &amp;nbsp;We leave for Costa Rica in just over 2 weeks. &amp;nbsp;We'll be living there for 6 weeks, in the small town of Sámara, which is on the Guanacaste coast on the west side of the country. &amp;nbsp;I picked this town because it appears to be quaint, safe, and beautiful. &amp;nbsp;While there will be American &amp;amp; European tourists, it is a popular vacation spot for Ticos. &amp;nbsp;I have spent many months researching and making connections in Sámara. &amp;nbsp;I still feel confident this was the right choice, although only time will tell!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;We will be staying in a little 2 bedroom villa with a pool, just a block from the beach. &amp;nbsp;I have gotten the okay to enroll Genevieve and Dane in the local school. &amp;nbsp;I have purchased most of what they will need for their uniforms, and will pick up the rest in Nicoya on the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is an aerial view of the town.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S_YvSyUCs-I/AAAAAAAABa8/9F3TwyTUYqs/s1600/staying.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="374" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S_YvSyUCs-I/AAAAAAAABa8/9F3TwyTUYqs/s640/staying.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-5814354956226620638?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5814354956226620638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/05/costa-rica-or-bust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5814354956226620638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5814354956226620638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/05/costa-rica-or-bust.html' title='Costa Rica or Bust!'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S_YvSyUCs-I/AAAAAAAABa8/9F3TwyTUYqs/s72-c/staying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-6694677353035702931</id><published>2010-04-25T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:18:14.745-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>So proud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Can I just say how proud I am? &amp;nbsp;Last night was the Mutli Cultural Fair at the school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Genevieve &amp;amp; Dane were each in a performance. &amp;nbsp;They did great! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S9PvtA2Ne7I/AAAAAAAABaU/Zz81BSm3TH0/s1600/IMG_2433.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S9PvtA2Ne7I/AAAAAAAABaU/Zz81BSm3TH0/s640/IMG_2433.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S9Pvn9owHpI/AAAAAAAABaQ/tUnr7hTSlIc/s1600/IMG_2353.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S9Pvn9owHpI/AAAAAAAABaQ/tUnr7hTSlIc/s400/IMG_2353.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;There was some sort of communication error in Genevieve's class and the ball got dropped for the costumes....right into my lap! &amp;nbsp;I spent the last 2 weeks making 13 skirts (with some help on the hems &amp;amp; sashes).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Good times! (note the sarcasm).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S9PvbVGK4mI/AAAAAAAABaI/3dXLcVGU0HU/s1600/IMG_2380.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S9PvbVGK4mI/AAAAAAAABaI/3dXLcVGU0HU/s400/IMG_2380.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S9PviUAVLqI/AAAAAAAABaM/klnbsJp-iYk/s1600/IMG_2410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S9PviUAVLqI/AAAAAAAABaM/klnbsJp-iYk/s400/IMG_2410.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And Dane. &amp;nbsp;I thought he would completely pitch a fit about having to dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;He surprised me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;And how cute is he?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S9PvXCELnAI/AAAAAAAABaE/hru3hyHw8Yk/s1600/IMG_2412.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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S9PvXCELnAI/AAAAAAAABaE/hru3hyHw8Yk/s400/IMG_2412.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Love them! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; 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margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;****And yes, those are his white felt shoes peeking out the bottom of his pants =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u104/ataylor1215/signature.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-6694677353035702931?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/6694677353035702931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/04/can-i-just-say-how-proud-i-am-night-was.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/6694677353035702931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/6694677353035702931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/04/can-i-just-say-how-proud-i-am-night-was.html' title='So proud'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S9PvtA2Ne7I/AAAAAAAABaU/Zz81BSm3TH0/s72-c/IMG_2433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-8244885733615792060</id><published>2010-04-23T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T12:46:26.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An idea in the works</title><content type='html'>One of my biggest desires as a parent is for my kids to have a strong sense of empathy and a compassion for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life gets muddled with the ordinary and mundane schedules of work, school, homework, &amp;nbsp;baseball, dinner, sleep. &amp;nbsp;When do we fit in the really important stuff in life? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids love going to &lt;a href="http://www.awana.org/"&gt;Awanas&lt;/a&gt;, and I love for them to go. &amp;nbsp;They learn a lot, and it's fun. But I don't feel like we are building community there as kids come from all over town. &amp;nbsp;I also feel like we are keeping them in a bit of a Christian bubble. &amp;nbsp;Part of the reason we decided on public school is that we want to be a light in our community. We want to make connections, build community, and show Christ's love to others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've had this idea floating around. &amp;nbsp;I would love to start an after school club at our elementary school. &amp;nbsp;A club based on biblical principals, but would be appealing to people from all walks of life. &amp;nbsp;A club where we teach kids how to care for others above themselves. &amp;nbsp;I envision doing service projects locally and supporting charities abroad. &amp;nbsp;I want to open their eyes to the rest of the world, as many have not seen anything beyond our little well-to-do town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm picturing a mix between fundraisers and projects where we can use the money earned to help others. &amp;nbsp;Making blankets for the homeless or elderly, providing backpacks &amp;amp; PJ's for kids in foster care. &amp;nbsp;Raising money to dig wells in Africa, provide school supplies for the underprivileged in Oakland. &amp;nbsp;I want to expose them to different opportunities and see where their hearts lead them. &amp;nbsp;What ideas can they come up with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking "Compassion Club" is cute. &amp;nbsp;But then I googled it and found &lt;a href="http://www.thecompassionclub.org/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp; It appears that Compassion Clubs are quite popular amongst a certain crowd =(. &amp;nbsp;Maybe we can bring new meaning to the term!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of ideas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is will I make this one come to fruition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u104/ataylor1215/signature.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-8244885733615792060?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/8244885733615792060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/04/idea-in-works.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/8244885733615792060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/8244885733615792060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/04/idea-in-works.html' title='An idea in the works'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-4432707900526980686</id><published>2010-04-21T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T21:20:40.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resourceful Mama</title><content type='html'>When I found out on Monday that Dane needed white shoes for his Kindergarten dance performance on Wednesday, what's a mama to do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boys don't have white shoes. &amp;nbsp;I know that some do, but my boys....lets just say they've never met a puddle that they didn't befriend. &amp;nbsp;The muddier, the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not cheap, but I was not about to go buy white shoes that would only be worn for three 2-minute performances. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I made these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S8_5zUzRlyI/AAAAAAAABaA/KEhpANIz6Zc/s1600/shoes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S8_5zUzRlyI/AAAAAAAABaA/KEhpANIz6Zc/s320/shoes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are they? &amp;nbsp;They are an old pair of brown Van's that had a hole in the toe, and technically are outgrown (but he could still get his feet in, albeit a little uncomfortable). &amp;nbsp;I first tried spray painting them white. &amp;nbsp;The rubber around the bottom turned out great. But the paint wouldn't stick well to the canvas fabric. &amp;nbsp;So then I tried brushing them with house paint. &amp;nbsp;Um... they looked awful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ha, &amp;nbsp;I got it! &amp;nbsp;Felt. &amp;nbsp;I cut out and glued white felt onto the shoes. &amp;nbsp;It was kind of a sloppy job, but it worked! &amp;nbsp;And up on stage, no one is the wiser. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm kind of proud of myself for my resourcefulness. &amp;nbsp;Is that bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u104/ataylor1215/signature.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-4432707900526980686?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/4432707900526980686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/04/resourceful-mama.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/4432707900526980686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/4432707900526980686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/04/resourceful-mama.html' title='Resourceful Mama'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S8_5zUzRlyI/AAAAAAAABaA/KEhpANIz6Zc/s72-c/shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-4650240158630458163</id><published>2010-04-15T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T00:26:14.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just gross.</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;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459677859327723250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boRREL01Spg/S8SsFiFLRvI/AAAAAAAAFKI/qDP7whpBB3c/s320/DMVbutton.png" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 178px; width: 209px;" /&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;It's back! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://hagenhoopla.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-years-dmv-competitors-are.html"&gt;Wendy's 2nd annual DMV (Dirty MiniVan) Contest&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Although I don't have a minivan, my Chevy Tahoe is just as embarrassed. &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;Let's just get right to it.&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;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;The view from the drivers seat.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S8gGc8gU2_I/AAAAAAAABZY/DCuCSv6FaAY/s1600/DMV%208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S8gGc8gU2_I/AAAAAAAABZY/DCuCSv6FaAY/s640/DMV%208.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Trader Joe's shopping bag that I always forget to bring in, random papers, Softball bucket &amp;amp; equipment, extra skirt, mail, bag of diapers/wipes, and a bag of baby toys I need to give away.&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;b&gt;Passengers seat, other view&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S8gGs1ie_FI/AAAAAAAABZ8/8JWPtXrF7dY/s1600/DMV%201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S8gGs1ie_FI/AAAAAAAABZ8/8JWPtXrF7dY/s640/DMV%201.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mexican blanket (I've had for like 20 years), broken bag spilling the baby toys I need to give away. &amp;nbsp;Every time I made a hard left turn "Old MacDonald" would start playing from the tractor.&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;b&gt;Center Console&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S8gGgJPCuaI/AAAAAAAABZg/VvqMONCzGT4/s1600/DMV%206.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S8gGgJPCuaI/AAAAAAAABZg/VvqMONCzGT4/s640/DMV%206.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Goofy (or is it Pluto) Pez dispenser, binky clip we haven't used in months, green container of bandaids, receipts, pencils and who knows what else.&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;2nd Row behind drivers seat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S8gGrLNTCyI/AAAAAAAABZ4/9nvwBPRXBHE/s1600/DMV%202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S8gGrLNTCyI/AAAAAAAABZ4/9nvwBPRXBHE/s640/DMV%202.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jacket, soft-sided cooler from who knows when (or what's in it), diaper bag, extra clothes, diapers, (and let's be honest, I have no idea what all that crap is)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2nd Row, other side&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S8gGiPNyHFI/AAAAAAAABZk/Ms-IGa1yB40/s1600/DMV%205.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S8gGiPNyHFI/AAAAAAAABZk/Ms-IGa1yB40/s640/DMV%205.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;another sweatshirt, and a really gross filthy carseat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3rd Row&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S8gGpsHhbvI/AAAAAAAABZ0/ASZ-kwOebzg/s1600/DMV%203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S8gGpsHhbvI/AAAAAAAABZ0/ASZ-kwOebzg/s640/DMV%203.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sweatshirt, backpack, crumbs...this area actually looks &lt;i&gt;clean&lt;/i&gt;! &amp;nbsp;Relatively speaking =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Back trunk area&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S8gGoUTDRdI/AAAAAAAABZw/FYCSHqX1wjc/s1600/DMV%204.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S8gGoUTDRdI/AAAAAAAABZw/FYCSHqX1wjc/s640/DMV%204.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Another bag of ? &amp;nbsp;Maybe change of clothes, diapers? &amp;nbsp;Stroller, 2 camping chairs, and yes, a potty seat =) I think I should get extra points for having a toilet in my car. &amp;nbsp;Does it get any grosser?&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There you have it. &amp;nbsp;I feel more exposed than if I were posting naked pictures of myself on the internet. &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;Tomorrow's the day to clean it 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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;or the next day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u104/ataylor1215/signature.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-4650240158630458163?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/4650240158630458163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-just-gross.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/4650240158630458163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/4650240158630458163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-just-gross.html' title='I&apos;m just gross.'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_boRREL01Spg/S8SsFiFLRvI/AAAAAAAAFKI/qDP7whpBB3c/s72-c/DMVbutton.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-1697033949443931355</id><published>2010-03-26T10:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T10:25:49.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>Test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u104/ataylor1215/signature.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-1697033949443931355?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/1697033949443931355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/03/test.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/1697033949443931355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/1697033949443931355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/03/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-8832463933238531758</id><published>2010-02-09T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:18:14.746-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>map anyone?</title><content type='html'>One of the most frustrating aspects of finding accommodations has been all the different &lt;i&gt;not-to-scale&lt;/i&gt; maps of Samara that everybody has on their websites.  Location is extremely important to me as I've decided I don't want the expense of a rental car for 6 weeks.  I want to be able to walk everywhere, which could be a challenge with my 3 year old (who threw a fit just walking a few blocks to pick up his brother from school today).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an example of how vastly &lt;i&gt;off&lt;/i&gt; these maps are, and why I am obsessed with the internet and researching.  I was looking at Condo Solimar - (the yellow rectangle on the left).  As you can see it looks pretty close to the school (the purple oval on the main street of town))&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S3HfjJxRu3I/AAAAAAAABWs/1UuHDNznXq4/s1600-h/Picture%2011.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S3HfjJxRu3I/AAAAAAAABWs/1UuHDNznXq4/s400/Picture%2011.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Until I looked at google maps.  Condo Solimar is circled in red and the school is a green X.&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S3HgqNfxSCI/AAAAAAAABW4/y_UJapeDZoQ/s1600-h/Picture%2038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S3HgqNfxSCI/AAAAAAAABW4/y_UJapeDZoQ/s400/Picture%2038.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's appalling really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for kicks here's another map of Samara&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S3HkzhgGDPI/AAAAAAAABXE/6ndkfWAWjbI/s1600-h/Picture%2013.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S3HkzhgGDPI/AAAAAAAABXE/6ndkfWAWjbI/s400/Picture%2013.png" 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;If you clock on the pictures you can see them bigger and in more detail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/501109801388836574-8832463933238531758?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/8832463933238531758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/02/map-anyone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/8832463933238531758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/8832463933238531758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/02/map-anyone.html' title='map anyone?'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S3HfjJxRu3I/AAAAAAAABWs/1UuHDNznXq4/s72-c/Picture%2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-3209321757092429590</id><published>2010-02-07T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:18:14.746-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa Rica'/><title type='text'>Are my plans falling apart?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, I &lt;i&gt;thought&lt;/i&gt; I did my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back when I was researching Antigua as my destination, I was originally planning to go over the kids winter break plus miss an additional 2 of weeks of school.  The reason being is the winter is my husbands slow time of work and I thought he could possibly take a month off to be with us.  But I found out that Guatemala schools are off the month's of December and January because it is their "summer break".&lt;br /&gt;That's when I started getting the crazy idea of bumping up the trip to &lt;i&gt;our &lt;/i&gt;summer (June/July) and doing the trip &lt;i&gt;mostly&lt;/i&gt; as a single mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;i&gt;thought&lt;/i&gt; I had done my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;b&gt;booked our tickets&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were to leave June 5th (the kids would miss the last week of school) as we are using miles to purchase our tickets and we could use less miles by going earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I found out that Costa Rica takes a 3 week school break from July 5th through July 24th.  3 of our 6 weeks.  Half our trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am wondering will the public school even take my kids for 3 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did find out about a program in Samara called &lt;a href="http://crear2.crashprojects.com/"&gt;CREAR &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 139px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S2-2JjddVEI/AAAAAAAABWM/EoyN_RtHDX8/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435763550513353794" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They provide after school programs and summer enrichment programs for the &lt;i&gt;local&lt;/i&gt; kids of Samara.  The key word is local.  That doesn't stop this mamá loca though.  I put in an e-mail to see if my kids can participate too.  I'm anxious to see what they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really looking forward to the consistency of them being in school for 6 weeks though.  But, such is life in a 3rd world country.  You &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; to learn to roll with punches, otherwise you will just be consumed with frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one more thing I learned tonight.  The schools are typically only in session for 4 hours a day!  Now &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; is muy loco!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-3209321757092429590?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3209321757092429590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/02/are-my-plans-falling-apart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3209321757092429590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3209321757092429590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/02/are-my-plans-falling-apart.html' title='Are my plans falling apart?'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S2-2JjddVEI/AAAAAAAABWM/EoyN_RtHDX8/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-2109472051436571820</id><published>2010-02-02T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T16:00:01.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contacts</title><content type='html'>Finding local contacts is key in this kind of trip. &amp;nbsp;I thought I had hit the jackpot in the contacts department, but unfortunately "my source" has been less helpful than I had hoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find contacts in lot's of ways. &amp;nbsp;I scour the internet for forums, reviews, websites and blogs to find people I think can help answer my questions. &amp;nbsp;Expats can be a gold mine of information. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now there is a family who owns a vacation house in Samara (right across from the place I plan on staying). &amp;nbsp; They are there with their &amp;nbsp;kids who are attending the school I plan to have my kids attend. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They have a website dedicated to raising funds for said school. &amp;nbsp;They should be a&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;wealth&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;of information. &amp;nbsp;But they answer my questions with the bare minimum. &amp;nbsp;Very frustrating. &amp;nbsp;And that is part of the reason for this blog. &amp;nbsp;If I can help you to&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; reinvent the wheel, then I will be thrilled! &amp;nbsp;This is an exciting opportunity, and we should be helping each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an expert from my last e-mail to my "source".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;What are the school hours? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just purchased our flights, and we will be there June 6-July 19th. &amp;nbsp;Who is your contact person at the school? &amp;nbsp;Should I contact them ahead of time about my kids attending, or just enquire at the school when we get there?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;They have a preschool program as well? &amp;nbsp; Do you know how old the kids have to be to attend?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;My kids will be 8 (entering 3rd grade), 6 (entering 1st grade), and turning 3 on 6/24.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am talking to the owner at XXXXXX, and am hoping to stay there. &amp;nbsp;I loved your house, but it is out of my price range for this trip unfortunately. &amp;nbsp;Maybe in the future.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Samara isn't the easiest place to find lot's of information on, so I am eating up any details I can get my hands on. &amp;nbsp;I appreciate anything you can tell me. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this was the source's reply&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; hours at the school vary.&amp;nbsp; your three year old is too young for the public school.&amp;nbsp; there is another program that costs money at the patio colonial.&amp;nbsp; lenina would take all of your children there.&amp;nbsp; the two older ones should be able to attend.&amp;nbsp; you will have to ask when you get here.&amp;nbsp; XXXXX is right across the street from [our house].&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;the director name at the school is lourdes.&amp;nbsp; she can answer all of your questions but in spanish&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-2109472051436571820?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/2109472051436571820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/02/contacts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2109472051436571820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2109472051436571820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/02/contacts.html' title='Contacts'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-5480533513462719717</id><published>2010-02-01T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:01:21.234-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>A few crazy ideas</title><content type='html'>So I've had a handful of crazy ideas in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One landed my husband and I in a motorhome for a year traveling the entire United States.  Our families sure thought we were crazy.  It ended up being the adventure of a lifetime.  Truly the test of a marriage.  365 days &lt;i&gt;together&lt;/i&gt;, in a tiny moving home.  And no internet or cell phone to assist the process.  These were the dark ages people (1998/1999).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another &lt;i&gt;locura&lt;/i&gt; {crazy idea} took us to Kenya for 3 weeks.  With our 3 1/2  year old.  And 20 month old.  Now &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; is crazy.  Let's just say we survived :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little over a year ago I took my daughter (age 6 at the time) to the charming town of San Miguel de Allende, Mexico for a week.  Just the 2 of us.  I don't think this was crazy.  Well maybe a little.  Especially when we were dropped off by our taxi at our "B&amp;amp;B", at dusk, and nobody was home.  Our flights were delayed, and we had come straight from the airport to a deserted street in &lt;i&gt;Mexico&lt;/i&gt;, left on the curb with our bags.  At that moment, I indeed thought I was un poco loco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am today, working through my latest and greatest crazy idea.  I'm blogging about it because I think there are other crazies out there like me trying to do similar things without a lot of resources.  Just maybe I can help someone else figure out how to pull off adding a little crazy into their own life.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-5480533513462719717?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5480533513462719717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/02/few-crazy-ideas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5480533513462719717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5480533513462719717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/02/few-crazy-ideas.html' title='A few crazy ideas'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-777615937790085916</id><published>2009-12-28T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T23:42:43.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tee's!</title><content type='html'>I was busy this Christmas!  Every year I intend to make hand-made gifts and resist the buying frenzy from big-box stores.  This is the first year I actually got passed the "intention" part of it, and got some real sewing done.  Here are a few of the shirts I made.&lt;br /&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/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S11KGRSS2JI/AAAAAAAABUY/UdlhxGT5iQs/s1600-h/IMG_1469.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S11KGRSS2JI/AAAAAAAABUY/UdlhxGT5iQs/s320/IMG_1469.JPG" width="320" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S11KIfXDi-I/AAAAAAAABUg/_kMdUZT5Hzg/s1600-h/IMG_1463.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S11KIfXDi-I/AAAAAAAABUg/_kMdUZT5Hzg/s320/IMG_1463.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S11KJI3PIpI/AAAAAAAABUk/rqtVwQQLxEU/s1600-h/IMG_1555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S11KJI3PIpI/AAAAAAAABUk/rqtVwQQLxEU/s320/IMG_1555.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thinking about opening an etsy shop to sell custom tee's, and save up for an upcoming trip to Costa Rica.  Until then, if anybody wants to buy one, e-mail me at amy . taylor 2 @ comcast.net (no spaces).  I think I will sell them for $15/each for the "letter tees" and $20 for the "Mom" tee (hand-sewing takes more time!).  Matching barrette - $2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-777615937790085916?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/777615937790085916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/12/tee.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/777615937790085916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/777615937790085916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2010/12/tee.html' title='Tee&amp;#39;s!'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/S11KGRSS2JI/AAAAAAAABUY/UdlhxGT5iQs/s72-c/IMG_1469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-9008721308885880090</id><published>2009-12-14T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:02:04.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><title type='text'>Check out PROJECT 320</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="color: #43c3c8; font-size: 20px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.25em; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://project320.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-december-14th.html" style="color: #43c3c8; display: block; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;On December 14th,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We are going to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mycharitywater.org/p/campaign?campaign_id=1929" style="color: #43c3c8; text-decoration: none;"&gt;build a well&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;You are going to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mycharitywater.org/p/campaign?campaign_id=1929" style="color: #43c3c8; text-decoration: none;"&gt;build a well&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uWvhsVhg1OA/SxcQtaF0ieI/AAAAAAAAD0w/FjmBXIFttfE/s1600-h/charitywater17.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: #43c3c8; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410811849592834530" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uWvhsVhg1OA/SxcQtaF0ieI/AAAAAAAAD0w/FjmBXIFttfE/s400/charitywater17.jpg" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-color: initial; border-left-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; border-width: initial; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 272px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jodyrlanders.com/" style="color: #43c3c8; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;photo courtesy of Jody Landers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Because we can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Because you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;How?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Right now sweet, generous, creative and caring women from all over the country are sewing, knitting, painting, shopping, blogging, praying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Donating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Over 100 items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Handmade and heartfelt happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Starting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;December 14th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;December 18th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Project 320&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;will be holding a virtual raffle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;10 prize bundles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mycharitywater.org/p/campaign?campaign_id=1929" style="color: #43c3c8; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Each $10 donation to the well&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;earns one virtual ticket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;You get to choose how many "tickets" to buy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and which prize package you want to win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;On December 21st we will "draw" ten winners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But most of all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;we will celebrate the victory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The promise of clean water for a village.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Are you excited?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;You should be!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Because it is going to be awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;Grab a button.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;Spread the word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-9008721308885880090?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/9008721308885880090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/12/check-out-project-320.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/9008721308885880090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/9008721308885880090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/12/check-out-project-320.html' title='Check out PROJECT 320'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uWvhsVhg1OA/SxcQtaF0ieI/AAAAAAAAD0w/FjmBXIFttfE/s72-c/charitywater17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-3923402691986716622</id><published>2009-12-13T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:45:32.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My friend is rad</title><content type='html'>You should check out her blog to see what she's doing with her money...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://hagenhoopla.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wendy's Blog&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/501109801388836574-3923402691986716622?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3923402691986716622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-friend-is-rad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3923402691986716622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3923402691986716622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-friend-is-rad.html' title='My friend is rad'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-4999061328748489332</id><published>2009-08-03T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:45:32.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neglected</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry dear blog.  You have been completely neglected for over 2 months. I know there are no readers left, but hopefully some of them will come back.  I have been busy raising money for &lt;a href="http://ilovepleasantonschools.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pleasanton schools&lt;/a&gt;, and while it is a bit different than my normal "charities",  I have gained a lot of experience in how to hold an &lt;a href="http://ilovepleasantonschools.blogspot.com/"&gt;auction&lt;/a&gt; on a much grander scale.  Hopefully those skills will serve me well in the future.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have big plans (after I take a little breather).  I want my family to raise enough money to dig a well in Africa.  After concentrating so hard on keeping our schools up to par in an upper-middle class, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rich&lt;/span&gt; (by the world's standards) city, I am acutely reminded of our brothers and sisters on the other side of the world who don't have clean water, and often spend the majority of their day fetching water from a disease infested water-source.  While my kids have the privilege of good schools, warm meals, new shoes, over-abundance of toys, and 2 parents, there are so many kids who are orphaned, sick, and don't even have a chance at life.  Access to clean water can literally give a person life.  A well, can give a VILLAGE life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My deepest desire would be to see my own town of Pleasanton, who has pulled together as a community to help save our schools, to have that same passion to save lives of children they have never met.  I would love to see our school Valley View sponsor a town about the same size of our school community, and build a relationship with them.   Fundraise to improve their living conditions,  provide food for the hungry and medicine for the sick.  I think it would be amazing for our kids to connect with someone across the globe, to help someone with basic human needs.  I'm fully aware that this doesn't solve the bigger problem of why these people are in such desperate poverty, but it doesn't mean we shouldn't help them.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now this will be a family effort.  If you see my family and I on the side of the road selling lemonade you will know why.  Hopefully one day this will be a school effort.  And in my biggest dream of dreams this would be a city-wide effort.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-4999061328748489332?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/4999061328748489332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/08/neglected.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/4999061328748489332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/4999061328748489332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/08/neglected.html' title='Neglected'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-7414755113211981315</id><published>2009-05-31T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T20:57:55.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><title type='text'>URGENT NEED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;h2 class="date-header" style="color: #1b703a; font: normal normal bold 78%/normal 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; letter-spacing: 0.2em; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1.5em; text-transform: uppercase;"&gt;This is from my friend &lt;a href="http://www.brandisthoughts.com/"&gt;Brandi's blog&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="post uncustomized-post-template" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(195, 217, 255); border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 1px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.5em; padding-bottom: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;a href="" name="4710476457242153392"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title" style="color: #11593c; font-size: 180%; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.25em; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brandisthoughts.com/2009/05/feed-forgotten.html" style="color: #11593c; display: block; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;FEED THE FORGOTTEN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Too often we hear heartbreaking stories like &lt;a href="http://allafrica.com/stories/200904230189.html" style="color: #1b703a; text-decoration: none;"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; (that I posted on Saturday) and do nothing. We feel helpless. . . and so we move on. Not this time. There are people DYING in Uganda right now. There are children who's bellies are hungry and aching. There are mamas who are too weak to stand and babies begging to be held. There are people trapping termites hoping for food and eating dung in helplessness. DO NOT CAVE TO DESPAIR. YOU CAN DO SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Join us and &lt;a href="http://www.hopechest.org/"&gt;Children's HopeChest&lt;/a&gt; to FEED THE FORGOTTEN!!! &lt;a href="https://secure.pursuantgroup.net/pursuant4/hopechest/chcselect/donation.asp"&gt;(CLICK HERE TO GIVE NOW)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;PLEASE PUT "FEED THE FORGOTTEN" IN THE NOTES SECTION ON THE DONATION FORM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brandisthoughts.com/2009/05/feed-forgotten.html" mce_href="http://www.brandisthoughts.com" style="color: #1b703a; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tomdavis.typepad.com/feedtheforgottenweb.jpg" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(195, 217, 255); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(195, 217, 255); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(195, 217, 255); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(195, 217, 255); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 4px;" title="Feed the Forgotten" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;For $0.14, we can (and WILL) feed someone a meal of posho and beans. (posho is cornmeal, which is filling and beans are protein). Take that in for a moment. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;$0.14 a meal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;$2.86 for 20 days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;$1 per FAMILY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;$20 feed a family for 20 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;How much was my Chick Fil A yesterday? How much is your Starbucks? The bigger question is how much am I willing to give up SO THAT OTHERS MIGHT EAT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Remember Jesus story of the Good Samaritan? Remember how his very neighbors walked right by him? They probably looked at him with pity. . .probably thought "oh poor guy, that breaks my heart" but the fact is THEY DID NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;What will you do? These children are starving. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3KTU44RMoI/SiM69EEsW-I/AAAAAAAADRM/ZyJ2bgm31No/s1600-h/IMG_1845.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: #1b703a; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342178403731397602" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3KTU44RMoI/SiM69EEsW-I/AAAAAAAADRM/ZyJ2bgm31No/s320/IMG_1845.JPG" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(195, 217, 255); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(195, 217, 255); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(195, 217, 255); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(195, 217, 255); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;these actual children. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3KTU44RMoI/SiM7qZnfVaI/AAAAAAAADRU/Z0uSP5wxVqE/s1600-h/n1420459461_30133109_445231.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: #1b703a; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342179182608602530" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3KTU44RMoI/SiM7qZnfVaI/AAAAAAAADRU/Z0uSP5wxVqE/s320/n1420459461_30133109_445231.jpg" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(195, 217, 255); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(195, 217, 255); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(195, 217, 255); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(195, 217, 255); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 228px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;will you help? The money raised will feed those precious children. There are 3 - 4 villages that we are targeting (I'm hoping for more after we see how much we can raise!) to bring food relief to asap. These people are literally starving. . and waiting for you to act. Will you help? Even with paypal fees (2-3%) even $1 will feed 6 people! You CAN make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Spread the word, blog about it, facebook it, twitter it, ask your church or school or business to give, post the blog badge anything. Truly, we are begging you. . .on behalf of these children not to forget this post and move on to the next in your google reader list. Stop, pray, act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://secure.pursuantgroup.net/pursuant4/hopechest/chcselect/donation.asp" style="color: #1b703a; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GIVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TO FEED THE FORGOTTEN CHILDREN!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;"&gt;Add "feed the forgotten" in the notes section when you give!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-7414755113211981315?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7414755113211981315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/05/urgent-need.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7414755113211981315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7414755113211981315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/05/urgent-need.html' title='URGENT NEED'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3KTU44RMoI/SiM69EEsW-I/AAAAAAAADRM/ZyJ2bgm31No/s72-c/IMG_1845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-1108932569785823357</id><published>2009-05-29T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T20:58:34.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Princess Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Our church put on a Daddy-Daughter Dance called the Princess Ball. &amp;nbsp;They are there right now. I hope she is having a good time with her daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SiCvZauU4sI/AAAAAAAAAj0/K7kXNyi-E38/s1600-h/IMG_0052.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341462009266627266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SiCvZauU4sI/AAAAAAAAAj0/K7kXNyi-E38/s400/IMG_0052.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-1108932569785823357?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/1108932569785823357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/05/princess-ball.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/1108932569785823357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/1108932569785823357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/05/princess-ball.html' title='Princess Ball'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SiCvZauU4sI/AAAAAAAAAj0/K7kXNyi-E38/s72-c/IMG_0052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-8270896515755501704</id><published>2009-05-18T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T20:58:13.422-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Tender Hearted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ShGcXUu6Y0I/AAAAAAAAAjo/hPZ1X0RQ8uw/s1600-h/Colin%27s+4th+B-day+002_2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337218957927146306" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ShGcXUu6Y0I/AAAAAAAAAjo/hPZ1X0RQ8uw/s400/Colin%27s+4th+B-day+002_2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 344px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the greatest joys of being a parent is when I get a glimpse of my own child showing compassion for others. &amp;nbsp;I want my children to have a heart like Jesus, and admittedly there are times when I try to force it into them. &amp;nbsp;But the truly sweet moments are when they show compassion all on their own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have taken our children to Africa. &amp;nbsp;They have seen the poor, the hungry, the homeless. &amp;nbsp;They have been to "street church" where we handed out bowls of rice and beans to people wearing filthy rags for clothing. &amp;nbsp;But it has been 3.5 years and their memories are fading (Dane's are gone, but Genevieve still has some). We talk regularly about those without food, clean water, homes, or even parents to care for them. &amp;nbsp;I just want them to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;get it&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I don't want to raise another generation with a sense of entitlement. &amp;nbsp;With only selfish ambitions. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it is mornings like today that give me &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genevieve had turned the TV on before school in hopes to catch a cartoon before we had to leave. &amp;nbsp;But instead of Super Why coming right on, the channel was turned to a one of the promos for sponsoring children. &amp;nbsp;It showed little sick children, with the flies on their faces and bloated bellies. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a solemn voice she asked me "mom, are those the poor kids in Africa we talk about?". &amp;nbsp;I answered that they were. &amp;nbsp;Then I decided to go about my business getting her lunch made, and let her take it all in. &amp;nbsp;She sat and watched the program in the other room. &amp;nbsp;As we were packing up to leave she showed me a container full of change and told me that was the money for the people without food. &amp;nbsp;She then wanted to know if we had more money we could give them. &amp;nbsp;I suggested we try to raise some money to send them. &amp;nbsp;She asked "like a lemon-aid stand?" &amp;nbsp;She was referring to our &lt;a href="http://callingforjustice.blogspot.com/2008/09/lemon-aid-stand-today-huge-failure.html"&gt;failed attempt&lt;/a&gt; from last summer. &amp;nbsp;So I think we are all ready to try doing this again. &amp;nbsp;And thinking of other ways to raise money too. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that my friends, makes a mama's heart swell with pride. &amp;nbsp;Pride in a good way. &amp;nbsp;For just a moment I think all will be right in the world if this is what the next generation will be like. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-8270896515755501704?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/8270896515755501704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/05/tender-hearted.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/8270896515755501704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/8270896515755501704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/05/tender-hearted.html' title='Tender Hearted'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ShGcXUu6Y0I/AAAAAAAAAjo/hPZ1X0RQ8uw/s72-c/Colin%27s+4th+B-day+002_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-7103144721666730142</id><published>2009-05-16T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T20:59:26.817-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Mother's Day 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-GHV2gJII/AAAAAAAAAjg/3kFXSwgnW3k/s1600-h/CIMG2950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-GHV2gJII/AAAAAAAAAjg/3kFXSwgnW3k/s400/CIMG2950.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336631544140276866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-7103144721666730142?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7103144721666730142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/05/mother-day-2009.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7103144721666730142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7103144721666730142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/05/mother-day-2009.html' title='Mother&amp;#39;s Day 2009'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-GHV2gJII/AAAAAAAAAjg/3kFXSwgnW3k/s72-c/CIMG2950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-8006249277143073217</id><published>2009-05-16T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:00:19.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Mother's Day Tea at the Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Commentary to come....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-FwxHPHaI/AAAAAAAAAjY/wWrZWqipqBs/s1600-h/CIMG2920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-FwxHPHaI/AAAAAAAAAjY/wWrZWqipqBs/s400/CIMG2920.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336631156321230242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-Fwr2_HAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/DxWlafEjZoY/s1600-h/CIMG2912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-Fwr2_HAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/DxWlafEjZoY/s400/CIMG2912.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336631154910895106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-FwVX0VrI/AAAAAAAAAjI/yg3j-jkUSTY/s1600-h/CIMG2919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-FwVX0VrI/AAAAAAAAAjI/yg3j-jkUSTY/s400/CIMG2919.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336631148874585778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-8006249277143073217?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/8006249277143073217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/05/mother-day-tea-at-preschool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/8006249277143073217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/8006249277143073217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/05/mother-day-tea-at-preschool.html' title='Mother&amp;#39;s Day Tea at the Preschool'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-FwxHPHaI/AAAAAAAAAjY/wWrZWqipqBs/s72-c/CIMG2920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-6319105368084811032</id><published>2009-05-16T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:00:19.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Multi-Cultural Fair at the school</title><content type='html'>Commentary to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-Ekm1_1-I/AAAAAAAAAjA/AbwE1B8yueY/s1600-h/CIMG2872.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-Ekm1_1-I/AAAAAAAAAjA/AbwE1B8yueY/s400/CIMG2872.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336629847894513634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-EkfnBFpI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Bq_kYDGIBsI/s1600-h/CIMG2879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-EkfnBFpI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Bq_kYDGIBsI/s400/CIMG2879.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336629845952632466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-EkCsLdeI/AAAAAAAAAiw/TiV-7x69N9I/s1600-h/CIMG2896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-EkCsLdeI/AAAAAAAAAiw/TiV-7x69N9I/s400/CIMG2896.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336629838189655522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-6319105368084811032?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/6319105368084811032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/05/multi-cultural-fair-at-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/6319105368084811032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/6319105368084811032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/05/multi-cultural-fair-at-school.html' title='Multi-Cultural Fair at the school'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-Ekm1_1-I/AAAAAAAAAjA/AbwE1B8yueY/s72-c/CIMG2872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-1391981096737236363</id><published>2009-05-16T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:01:08.513-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Road Trip Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Commentary to follow....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-D3U7QaCI/AAAAAAAAAio/1sJc2XKY8ic/s1600-h/CIMG2749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-D3U7QaCI/AAAAAAAAAio/1sJc2XKY8ic/s400/CIMG2749.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336629069990619170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-D3SYGTdI/AAAAAAAAAig/irG5exTy3YM/s1600-h/CIMG2778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-D3SYGTdI/AAAAAAAAAig/irG5exTy3YM/s400/CIMG2778.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336629069306285522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-D3N4ZmyI/AAAAAAAAAiY/6C-b0p3KDe0/s1600-h/CIMG2817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-D3N4ZmyI/AAAAAAAAAiY/6C-b0p3KDe0/s400/CIMG2817.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336629068099590946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-D20jNTCI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/rScKt7h3gEg/s1600-h/CIMG2828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-D20jNTCI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/rScKt7h3gEg/s400/CIMG2828.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336629061299817506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-1391981096737236363?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/1391981096737236363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/05/road-trip-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/1391981096737236363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/1391981096737236363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/05/road-trip-part-3.html' title='Road Trip Part 3'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg-D3U7QaCI/AAAAAAAAAio/1sJc2XKY8ic/s72-c/CIMG2749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-5400825957091415617</id><published>2009-05-16T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:02:04.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><title type='text'>iphone's could help feed people.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've had this idea brewing for awhile now.  Have you ever been in a store, put something in your cart that you really didn't need, and thought "I would rather send the $3.99 to buy a mosquito net for someone in a malaria-inflicted region, or medications for an HIV infected person", and put it back ont  the shelf?  But then you get home and you don't actually send off the $3.99 to the charity?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How cool would it be if there was an iphone application, let's call it "icharity", where you could send any amount of money at the touch of a button (or 2) to your charity of choice?  Where you are driving through the drive through at Starbucks, and at the last minute decide "instead of this $3.85 mint mocha frapucchino, I can buy 22 meals for the hungry in Uganda through Children's Hope Chest".   And you can do it RIGHT THEN.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg7vamwynFI/AAAAAAAAAiI/d6XzNgB5KY0/s1600-h/images-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 131px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg7vamwynFI/AAAAAAAAAiI/d6XzNgB5KY0/s400/images-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336465848841444434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been dreaming about it this.  So I finally decided to google what it would take to get an application designed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And that would be in the neighborhood of $30,000.  =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do I think it's worth it?  YES.  Do I think it would encourage people to give up some of our luxurious spending in turn for thoughtful giving?  YES.  Do I have $30,000 to make this happen?  No =(.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But maybe someone out there in the cybersphere will see this blogspot and also happen to be an iphone application designer =).  And they can HAVE this idea free of charge =).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and by the way, do I have an iphone?  No.  I did for about 4 months until it was stolen.  Would I get one again just for this application?  You betcha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-5400825957091415617?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5400825957091415617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/05/iphone-could-help-feed-people.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5400825957091415617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5400825957091415617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/05/iphone-could-help-feed-people.html' title='iphone&amp;#39;s could help feed people.'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sg7vamwynFI/AAAAAAAAAiI/d6XzNgB5KY0/s72-c/images-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-6933156864211669639</id><published>2009-05-11T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:02:04.824-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><title type='text'>it's heavy</title><content type='html'>My heart is heavy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-6933156864211669639?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/6933156864211669639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-heavy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/6933156864211669639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/6933156864211669639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-heavy.html' title='it&amp;#39;s heavy'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-76417440354586114</id><published>2009-05-10T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:00:19.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Thinking about mother's today. Mother's who get to spend today with their kids, and mother's who don't. Mostly the mother's who don't. The mother's who don't get to tuck their kids into bed at night or kiss their boo boos all better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Because they are dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;14 million orphans in Africa alone. Thinking of those mothers today ♥ . Mourning with their children. And thinking about what I can do to help less mother's die.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;All the while hugging my kids and thanking God for allowing me to mother them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/501109801388836574-76417440354586114?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/76417440354586114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/05/mother-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/76417440354586114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/76417440354586114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/05/mother-day.html' title='Mother&amp;#39;s Day'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-2695403893896361253</id><published>2009-04-22T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:01:21.234-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>updating the vacation posts with pictures!</title><content type='html'>See below.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still have to post about our last couple of days.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-2695403893896361253?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/2695403893896361253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/04/updating-vacation-posts-with-pictures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2695403893896361253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2695403893896361253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/04/updating-vacation-posts-with-pictures.html' title='updating the vacation posts with pictures!'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-5475868631523688331</id><published>2009-04-16T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:01:21.234-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Still CrAzY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 5 (Tuesday).  Packed up at the Pismo RV Resort Campground in the morning.  While I showered and packed, Luke took the kids to the campground mini golf, but it sucked and the kids were fighting.  We pulled out of camp around 12:00, and drove about 20 minutes before we realized neither of us packed the stroller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  Turned around and went back for it, to discover Zeke had pushed it to a neighboring campsite, and parked it at the door of a really nice motorhome. Maybe he was trying to upgrade?  Sorry dude, you're stuck with us and the old, seen-better-days trailer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   We drove to LA, hoping to spend a little time with our friends Monica &amp;amp; Trevor who had a new baby boy 6 weeks ago.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SfAEriznhUI/AAAAAAAAAiA/0jd2HVhwhuE/s400/CIMG2716.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327763505303487810" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Visit was nice, we spent a good amount of time trying to figure out where we could park the trailer close to Knott's Berry Farm so we could be close in the morning.  In the end we decided to just stay parked in front of their house and drive the hour in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SfAErc-DbWI/AAAAAAAAAh4/qRJdKuyXytA/s400/CIMG2718.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327763503736647010" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SfAErEpeQ0I/AAAAAAAAAhw/d1oqFKokhM4/s400/CIMG2719.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327763497207874370" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 6 (Wednesday).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SfAC7OWmgwI/AAAAAAAAAho/cuPYtn2f4KI/s400/CIMG2742.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327761575667729154" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;KBF didn't open until 10:00am, and we were told we would hit less traffic if we left between 9:00 and 9:30.  We were pretty on schedule with only a slight hold-up when Zeke got locked in the trailer bathroom.  After trying to stick some pointy objects into the lock, Luke finally decided to remove the handle on the door.  Zeke was freed, and we were on the road. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; We circled the park a bit trying to find the RV parking, and finally got in the gates at about 11:00.  Right off the bat Luke &amp;amp; Dane hit a roller coaster (the only one Dane was tall enough to ride - but a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; roller coaster none-the-less).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SfAC68EwTWI/AAAAAAAAAhg/eRJxAHwS3Y4/s400/CIMG2730.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327761570761035106" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Genevieve, Zeke and I went off to explore (for what turned out to be about an hour) while we waited.  Zeke was having tantrum after tantrum, and was being a little hellion to tell the truth.  By the time we met back up with Luke &amp;amp; Dane, I was about done for the day.  Zeke is definitely a 2-parent kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SfAC6qRgGhI/AAAAAAAAAhY/eaHriRXGWPY/s400/CIMG2735.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327761565982661138" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  We had a good day, the highlight being the log ride.  The kids loved it.  Zeke tolerated it the first 3 times or so, then was pissed the last 2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SfAC6GDLKqI/AAAAAAAAAhI/GolrOoJGLes/s400/CIMG2748.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327761556258892450" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; The big surprise of the day was when we were eating dinner.  Genevieve saw another roller coaster.  A big one.  The kind that goes upside down about 4 times.  I would say similat to the Demon at Great America.  She said she wanted to ride it.  I told her she wasn't tall enough.  She ran over and measured herself, and she was an inch or 2 too short.  She insisted that she was tall enough.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally I told her, she could wait in line and see what the ride operator said.  Luke was off buying food during all this, and I had the 2 boys, so I couldn't go with her.  About 10 minutes pass, and she still wasn't back.  Luke came back so I ran up the exit to see where she was.  Well she was in front of the line, ready to go.  I couldn't believe it.  This tiny little 6 year old about to ride her first real roller coaster (and a doozy at that!), and she was going to do it by herself.  I still can't believe the confidence she had.  So I took off running to join her.  I enjoy roller coasters less the older I get, and I had no desire to do this one.  But I couldn't let her do this by herself.  So we did it together.  And she was hooked.  We've got ourselves a little adrenalin junkie.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The last couple hours at the park there were virtually no lines, so we got to ride a bunch of rides.  Minus the outrageously over-priced food, I think the park is a good bang for your buck for a family like ours.  We didn't budget for Disneyland, and you can't do Disney in one day.  KBF was a great fit.  I'm sure it was a highlight of our vacation for our kids.&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SfAC6YXLXfI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ZKbxH7qeKjg/s400/CIMG2740.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327761561174629874" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After we left the park at almost 10pm, we drove a couple hours south to park at our friends (the Berry's)  house in San Diego.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 6 (Wednesday).  We woke at the Berry's, and enjoyed a leisurely morning catching up.  As leisurely as it can be with 8 kids running around.  Yes &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eight&lt;/span&gt;.  You might remember &lt;a href="http://callingforjustice.blogspot.com/2008/10/auction-4-apron.html"&gt;the Berry's from my other blog, where I explained how they were adopting 5 year old Ugandan twins.&lt;/a&gt;  So the Berry's had their (now) 5 kids, and us with our 3.  Actually for 8 kids, it wasn't &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; chaotic.  We all went to Coronado beach, where it was altogether too windy and not nearly warm enough for a beach day.  Somehow we still manage to get burned.  I was a bad bad mommy who &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brought&lt;/span&gt;, but completely forgot to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apply &lt;/span&gt;the sunblock.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We came back, showered, and unsuccessfully tried to get Zeke to take a nap.  We had plans with to get together with a friend of mine form college for dinner, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but she completely flaked on me&lt;/span&gt;.  So we yet again imposed on the Berry's and they were gracious enough to feed us =).  It was a sweet time that I'm glad we didn't miss.  We got to look at some photo books that Brian made from their 2 trips to Uganda, and Becky &amp;amp; Billy (the twins) were right there getting so excited about the pictures.  They have been here 2 months, and know soooo much english.  Apparently they came over with quite a bit, and are picking up the rest at a rapid rate.  In fact, we couldn't get them to speak Lugandan to us at all.   Anyhow, all the Berry kids are absolutely adorable, and we are really enjoying our time with the whole family.  Tomorrow we are going to the San Diego Zoo, and it will be the twins first time.  Should be exciting! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, done for now.  The only new trailer news is that when Luke plugged us into the Berry's extension cord, he got shocked when he touched the outside of the trailer.  We were plugged in all night, and he got a pretty big shock this morning.  That one is much scarier than a leaky roof or even a flat tire.  So um, yah, say a little prayer that we don't get electrocuted in this heap.  =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-5475868631523688331?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5475868631523688331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/04/still-crazy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5475868631523688331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5475868631523688331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/04/still-crazy.html' title='Still CrAzY.'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SfAEriznhUI/AAAAAAAAAiA/0jd2HVhwhuE/s72-c/CIMG2716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-3052897581176973153</id><published>2009-04-13T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:01:21.235-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Yep, we're certifiably cRaZy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_93aJnbUI/AAAAAAAAAhA/WXwIRnHQww8/s1600-h/CIMG2850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_93aJnbUI/AAAAAAAAAhA/WXwIRnHQww8/s400/CIMG2850.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327756012556873026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're on a road trip.  All 5 of us.  9 days.  One truck.  One trailer.  Tight quarters.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But we're trying to build memories on a budget, so this is what it looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_1OTowrjI/AAAAAAAAAeo/qYfVb_cOx28/s400/CIMG2636.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327746510340795954" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we pulled Grandpa Bob's trailer out of the storage lot last week we got a flat tire 1 block from the yard.  Luke put on the spare, then later that week took the tire in for replacement.  That's when we found out that while the tires didn't look too bad, they were in fact 13 years old.  So we replaced them all.  Except the spare.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The day before our departure it rained.  That's when we discovered that the back of the trailer had a leak.  When Luke got up there to caulk the "spot", he discovered there was actually a huge rotting "portion" of the roof.  Thanks to Luke and his dad the roof was repaired, and all was well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 1 (Friday).  We thought we would head out of town around noon on  Friday, catch the Good Friday service at church, and get on the road.  I think we actually pulled out of town at 5:00pm.  No service at church, and Jack in the Box on the road, just trying to put on a few miles.  We ended up at Big Sur Campground.  Did I mention we didn't make reservations anywhere?  Yes, we know it's a holiday week.  But we're like that.  Sometimes.  Fly by the seat of our trailer. Luckily we got a spot - although a little pricier than we had hoped.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luke took the kids for a little hike in the morning and let me sleep in.  I hadn't slept very well the night before.  Maybe it was the bed.  Oh yeah, this is funny.  The last time we used the trailer we were a family of 4.  Genevieve was about 3, and Dane was 15 months or so.  Luke and I took the full-size bed in the"bedroom" (I use that term loosely), and we put Genevieve on the couch with a little bed rail, and set up a pack'n play next to her for Dane.  That whole trip we apparently never pulled out the couch into an actual bed.  So we didn't &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know &lt;/span&gt;that it was actually what Luke calls a "California Twin"  Maybe a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hair&lt;/span&gt; wider than a twin.  I'm pretty sure it is the same width as a twin, only shorter, so it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;appears&lt;/span&gt; it's wider.  Anyhow, we assumed the bed made into a full, and only discovered the teeny tiny bed &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; we had  tucked all 3 kiddos into the full-size bed in the "bedroom".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we laughed.  And laughed.  And laughed some more.  Then we each hugged our corner of the bed, and tried to get some sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 2 (Saturday).  Only a few miles out of Big Sur, we hear a clunk - clunk - clunk..... outside.  Luke pulls over to find that all 4 (5?) lugnuts on one of the new tires on the trailer are tearing up the rim.  So he jacks it up and puts the spare on (you know, the one tire we didn't replace).  And we spend the rest of the day looking for a tire shop.  Nobody has that rim in stock, so we have them take the new tire off the ruined rim, and put it on the rim of the spare (old) tire.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_1OqvYDjI/AAAAAAAAAew/A63lDferwRs/s1600-h/CIMG2639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_1OqvYDjI/AAAAAAAAAew/A63lDferwRs/s400/CIMG2639.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327746516542557746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_1OzcO0mI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Blzg28kRfhE/s1600-h/CIMG2641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_1OzcO0mI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Blzg28kRfhE/s400/CIMG2641.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327746518878179938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Following this?  We are on our way, however we don't have a spare now, and we still have to find someone who carries that rim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Along the coast we see a beach with tons of sea lions on shore.  The kids really enjoyed watching them, but it was super duper windy, so we didn't stay long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_1PHoQBLI/AAAAAAAAAfA/51XP9USBXVg/s1600-h/CIMG2650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_1PHoQBLI/AAAAAAAAAfA/51XP9USBXVg/s400/CIMG2650.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327746524297299122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_1PcV0BII/AAAAAAAAAfI/G013vca3bpw/s1600-h/CIMG2652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_1PcV0BII/AAAAAAAAAfI/G013vca3bpw/s400/CIMG2652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327746529857111170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After being told there's "no room at the inn" at a couple campgrounds, we end up at Morro Strand State Beach Campground in Morro Bay.  Picture an asphault parking lot 'sort-of' on the beach - with no hookups, or campground showers =).  We have a shower, but don't know how fast our holding tank will fill up.  This place was kind of depressing.  But the kids were tired of being in the truck, and we told them we weren't going to move for a whole day.  So we dyed some eggs and called it a night.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_3ycaa1HI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/GYvQhXcM6wE/s400/CIMG2658.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327749330195108978" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 3.  (Easter Sunday)  The Easter Bunny came.  The kids were thrilled with their meager easter baskets,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_3zRZVrDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/pGICOVfa2HI/s1600-h/CIMG2664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_3zRZVrDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/pGICOVfa2HI/s400/CIMG2664.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327749344417655858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we broke the news to them that we were in fact "moving" that day.  We hid eggs, and while they were hunting, we quickly got the trailer hooked up and ready to move.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_3yt-BY9I/AAAAAAAAAfY/_acX9g_LuDY/s1600-h/CIMG2668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_3yt-BY9I/AAAAAAAAAfY/_acX9g_LuDY/s400/CIMG2668.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327749334907839442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_3y66bpzI/AAAAAAAAAfg/-S5NNlJsSho/s1600-h/CIMG2675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_3y66bpzI/AAAAAAAAAfg/-S5NNlJsSho/s400/CIMG2675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327749338382444338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_3zNWCWcI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Paall4hN1wk/s1600-h/CIMG2680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_3zNWCWcI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Paall4hN1wk/s400/CIMG2680.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327749343330064834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We promised we were just driving a tiny bit.  We ended up at Pismo Beach at a nice campground, and to the kids delight we snagged a campsite next door to a little playground.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_5N5158WI/AAAAAAAAAf4/HV8J6lOOoV8/s1600-h/CIMG2686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_5N5158WI/AAAAAAAAAf4/HV8J6lOOoV8/s400/CIMG2686.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327750901463118178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The campground is on the beach, but unfortunately when we got over there it was crazy windy and chilly.  We were told it is like this every afternoon.    Later we walked downtown, watched the surfers from the pier,  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_6s-jD1II/AAAAAAAAAgA/lfPlhwIhXIw/s1600-h/CIMG2704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_6s-jD1II/AAAAAAAAAgA/lfPlhwIhXIw/s400/CIMG2704.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327752534813824130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_6tE5ulpI/AAAAAAAAAgI/GitUaegBX00/s1600-h/CIMG2693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_6tE5ulpI/AAAAAAAAAgI/GitUaegBX00/s400/CIMG2693.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327752536519513746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate at a  yummy BBQ joint (can' t remember the name), and finished off the evening with some self-serve yogurt &amp;amp; toppings.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_6tvhdwUI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Fv98iFcTiQc/s1600-h/CIMG2707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_6tvhdwUI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Fv98iFcTiQc/s400/CIMG2707.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327752547960471874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_6t3m2I-I/AAAAAAAAAgg/LzVDzTaFB6g/s1600-h/CIMG2713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_6t3m2I-I/AAAAAAAAAgg/LzVDzTaFB6g/s400/CIMG2713.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327752550130525154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zeke was seriously delirious as he only had about a 20 minute nap for the whole day (not from lack of trying).  Luke and I retired to our teeny tiny bed, only to have Zeke come paddling out of his room and insist on sleeping with us.  Yes, that meant that Genevieve and Dane were living large in the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;full&lt;/span&gt;-size bed, while the 3 of us were all cozy in our "California Twin".  I finally got up and slept with Genevieve and Dane with my feet hanging off the bed (we had put them in the bed sideways so they would all fit).  Another night of less than average sleep.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do I sound negative?  I don't mean to.  We are having a good time.  It's just been somewhat of a comedy of errors.  And this trailer has proven too small (and too old!) for our family of 5.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 4 (Monday).  Are we already on day 4?  Wow.  We are still at Pismo Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_8WZAUkpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/91Ln8m_o1oI/s1600-h/CIMG2709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_8WZAUkpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/91Ln8m_o1oI/s400/CIMG2709.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327754345802142354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_8WsKKlhI/AAAAAAAAAgw/_ikxxuogwyw/s1600-h/CIMG2710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_8WsKKlhI/AAAAAAAAAgw/_ikxxuogwyw/s400/CIMG2710.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327754350943704594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_8W5oEwtI/AAAAAAAAAg4/kxPpUFwcz-M/s1600-h/CIMG2711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_8W5oEwtI/AAAAAAAAAg4/kxPpUFwcz-M/s400/CIMG2711.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327754354558812882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We decided to have a day where we are not moving.  Although the beach is much to be desired here, the kids seem to enjoy being here (they love the playground and meeting all the kids who come to frequent it all day long).  Right now Zeke is going on a 3 1/2 hour nap (hallelujah!).  The kids are starting to complain that they're bored.  We are heading south tomorrow, although not sure where.  We're thinking of doing Knott's Berry Farm (because it's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;relatively&lt;/span&gt; inexpensive, and can be done in one day).   But camping/RV options don't look great in LA, so we'll see.    Would love to find a nice campground with a great beach.  Have spent quite sometime looking for that, and have come up dry.  I can find nice campground/poor beach access, great beach/parking lot campground.  And nothing is close to KBF.  We are willing to skip KBF if we can find a great beach destination.  But between here and San Diego nothing looks great.  Can you believe that?  I had no idea.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, off to get ready to do &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something &lt;/span&gt;when the baby wakes up.  And yes, at 21 months he's still my baby.  And probably always will be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;******Unfortunately no pictures until we return =(.  I grabbed the wrong cord for my camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-3052897581176973153?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3052897581176973153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/04/yep-we-certifiably-crazy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3052897581176973153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3052897581176973153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/04/yep-we-certifiably-crazy.html' title='Yep, we&amp;#39;re certifiably cRaZy.'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Se_93aJnbUI/AAAAAAAAAhA/WXwIRnHQww8/s72-c/CIMG2850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-6630868202271460769</id><published>2009-03-31T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:02:30.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>It's not only a name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For those of you that thought "Taylor Trash" was just a cute little 'play on words' with our name....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4770be1cf87ad03a" 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" 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/6630868202271460769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-not-only-name.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/6630868202271460769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/6630868202271460769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-not-only-name.html' title='It&amp;#39;s not only a name'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-8389683521359467801</id><published>2009-03-27T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:00:19.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Using the Force here at Taylor Trash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our little Dane Luke is turning 5, and wants to ring in his birthday Star Wars style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we are knee-deep in Darth Vadar, r2d2, light sabers, and jedi training prep.   Should be a yoda fun.  Get it?  Yoda, instead of loada, or load of....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I crack myself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Invites....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sc291YaxGTI/AAAAAAAAAeE/BwMOXF0DoJI/s1600-h/IMG_1332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sc291YaxGTI/AAAAAAAAAeE/BwMOXF0DoJI/s400/IMG_1332.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318115459779860786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sc291pCIOJI/AAAAAAAAAeM/lwf4x8Mqb1k/s1600-h/IMG_1339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sc291pCIOJI/AAAAAAAAAeM/lwf4x8Mqb1k/s400/IMG_1339.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318115464239921298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sc291io2cdI/AAAAAAAAAeU/FdH5WubKKXs/s1600-h/IMG_1337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sc291io2cdI/AAAAAAAAAeU/FdH5WubKKXs/s400/IMG_1337.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318115462523285970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My homemade stand-up in progress.  In this picture I haven't attached it to the cardboard yet.  I have to say I think it turned out really cool.  It's probably 6 ft tall.  I found a program that lets you turn any high res picture into a poster that you can print out in 8.5 X 11 sheets and put together like a puzzle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sc292FOxxrI/AAAAAAAAAec/uDYeQoYD3jI/s1600-h/IMG_1384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sc292FOxxrI/AAAAAAAAAec/uDYeQoYD3jI/s400/IMG_1384.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318115471809169074" /&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/501109801388836574-8389683521359467801?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/8389683521359467801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/03/using-force-here-at-taylor-trash.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/8389683521359467801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/8389683521359467801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/03/using-force-here-at-taylor-trash.html' title='Using the Force here at Taylor Trash'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sc291YaxGTI/AAAAAAAAAeE/BwMOXF0DoJI/s72-c/IMG_1332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-7853803766216514950</id><published>2009-03-25T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:02:04.824-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><title type='text'>the lonely</title><content type='html'>"Father to the fatherless, defender of widows, this is God, whose dwelling is holy. God places the lonely in families; he sets the prisoners free and gives them joy." Psalm 68:5&amp;6&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-7853803766216514950?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7853803766216514950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/03/lonely.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7853803766216514950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7853803766216514950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/03/lonely.html' title='the lonely'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-3999804258644000851</id><published>2009-03-24T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:02:04.824-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><title type='text'>The American Dream....is not God's dream</title><content type='html'>Feeling restless tonight.  Once again I am all-consumed with the purpose of my life. &lt;div&gt;In a nutshell, I am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; okay with being a Christian living the "American Dream".  The words of the Bible are becoming more real and more literal to me every day.  My compassion for God's people, especially "the least of these" is growing at a rapid rate.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As Christians I think we often sit back and admire others that have been called to do great things in the name of Christ.  I have often thought "if He called me to do &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that (insert any number of radical sacrifices)&lt;/span&gt;, would I obey?" And it has only recently occurred to me that we have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;already&lt;/span&gt; been called.  We don't have to have an "ah-ha moment", or a "divine intervention" to follow what He has &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;already&lt;/span&gt; asked us to do in His Word.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately, I have literally been kept up at night thinking of the millions of orphans in the world.  I have been resting in the peace that we have not yet been "called" to adopt.  I assumed that God would hit me over the head with something tangible, showing me (us) that this was something we were to pursue.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if I truly want to be Christ-like, then my heart needs to bleed like His.  And my actions should reflect that.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What more does He need to do than to write...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Pure and genuine religion in the sight of God the Father means caring for orphans and widows in their distress and refusing to let the world corrupt you.' (James 1:27)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"But whoever has the world’s goods, and sees his brother in need and closes his heart against him, how does the love of God abide in him? Little children, let us not love with word or with tongue, but in deed and truth." (I John 3:17-18)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am acutely aware of how blessed I am to be an American.   I realize that my life is a life of luxury to much of the world.  That my "humble" 1400 square foot house and the amenities within would be considered a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vacation&lt;/span&gt; for millions.  And that is why I cannot shake this verse:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To whom much is given, of him much will be required.” (Luke 12:38)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I have been given &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; much, I am expected to give much.  Sacrificially.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart hurts.  I have not given much.  Not when thousands are dying daily for lack of clean water and food.  Not when millions of children are without a family to call their own.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So where do I begin?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If you can't feed a hundred people, then feed just one." (Mother Teresa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I will start with just one.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as my passion grows I will try to remember.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;“It is not our job to convict the world, but to live as a convicted person.” (John Piper)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-3999804258644000851?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3999804258644000851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/03/american-dreamis-not-god-dream.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3999804258644000851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3999804258644000851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/03/american-dreamis-not-god-dream.html' title='The American Dream....is not God&amp;#39;s dream'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-5306985520819114421</id><published>2009-03-23T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:42:32.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's our star</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But she also happened to be star of the week last week in her first grade class.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We didn't have much direction on what to do.  I'm assuming the teacher sent something home at the beginning of the year, but since we're new to the class we didn't get it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyhow, we made a poster.  Okay, technically I made the poster, but Genevieve helped by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;filling in the little questionaires I made about her "favorites". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;***Hint- if you click on the pictures you can see them in more detail =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScfOm4Tkv_I/AAAAAAAAAds/QuQz5HdBprM/s1600-h/IMG_1379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScfOm4Tkv_I/AAAAAAAAAds/QuQz5HdBprM/s400/IMG_1379.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316445052478996466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScfOnVBdZnI/AAAAAAAAAd0/T_5ID8DTppc/s1600-h/IMG_1374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScfOnVBdZnI/AAAAAAAAAd0/T_5ID8DTppc/s400/IMG_1374.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316445060187645554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScfOn5Y0ZBI/AAAAAAAAAd8/LShM_xg2jOI/s1600-h/IMG_1375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScfOn5Y0ZBI/AAAAAAAAAd8/LShM_xg2jOI/s400/IMG_1375.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316445069949297682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-5306985520819114421?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5306985520819114421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/03/she-our-star.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5306985520819114421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5306985520819114421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/03/she-our-star.html' title='She&amp;#39;s our star'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScfOm4Tkv_I/AAAAAAAAAds/QuQz5HdBprM/s72-c/IMG_1379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-724564049838720199</id><published>2009-03-20T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:42:32.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are entering sports, starting with tee-ball....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dane is on the Little League Giants.  They don't keep score.  Every player has a turn at bat every inning.  They don't get "out".  They get to run a base at every hit.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So it's pretty much not baseball at all.  But they get to wear the cute uniforms, swing a bat, and run.  Can't be all that bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScPTKmS6p1I/AAAAAAAAAdk/m5AIusN5MKI/s1600-h/IMG_1358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScPTKmS6p1I/AAAAAAAAAdk/m5AIusN5MKI/s400/IMG_1358.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315324164259358546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScPTJs9hitI/AAAAAAAAAdU/8i333ZMtGNo/s1600-h/IMG_1361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScPTJs9hitI/AAAAAAAAAdU/8i333ZMtGNo/s400/IMG_1361.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315324148868811474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-724564049838720199?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/724564049838720199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-are-entering-sports-starting-with.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/724564049838720199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/724564049838720199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-are-entering-sports-starting-with.html' title='We are entering sports, starting with tee-ball....'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScPTKmS6p1I/AAAAAAAAAdk/m5AIusN5MKI/s72-c/IMG_1358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-5416591107940223554</id><published>2009-03-20T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:42:32.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute towel, wrong name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I decided to make a little hooded towel for our cousins new baby Grace Loren.  Only I thought her name was Loren Grace.  Notice the "L"?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bummer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need to make her a new towel. Not sure what to do with this one.  Don't think I have any friends expecting little girls whose name starts with "L" right now.  Maybe she will just get both.  And her parents can have a good laugh about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScPRExerz9I/AAAAAAAAAc8/ibz2BJAEdw0/s1600-h/IMG_1307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScPRExerz9I/AAAAAAAAAc8/ibz2BJAEdw0/s400/IMG_1307.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315321865159036882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScPRFEe-BZI/AAAAAAAAAdE/-BhvgnBc7v4/s1600-h/IMG_1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScPRFEe-BZI/AAAAAAAAAdE/-BhvgnBc7v4/s400/IMG_1304.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315321870260503954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScPRFRSeVFI/AAAAAAAAAdM/g1ZVkXTFFKw/s1600-h/IMG_1301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScPRFRSeVFI/AAAAAAAAAdM/g1ZVkXTFFKw/s400/IMG_1301.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315321873697756242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-5416591107940223554?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5416591107940223554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/03/cute-towel-wrong-name.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5416591107940223554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5416591107940223554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/03/cute-towel-wrong-name.html' title='Cute towel, wrong name'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScPRExerz9I/AAAAAAAAAc8/ibz2BJAEdw0/s72-c/IMG_1307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-4129226676960405676</id><published>2009-03-19T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:42:32.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soiled SUV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend &lt;a href="http://hagenhoopla.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wendy&lt;/a&gt; is having a &lt;a href="http://hagenhoopla.blogspot.com/2009/03/dmvs-cribs-what-does-your-car-look-like.html"&gt;contest&lt;/a&gt;.  A &lt;a href="http://hagenhoopla.blogspot.com/2009/03/dmvs-cribs-what-does-your-car-look-like.html"&gt;contest&lt;/a&gt; I should be embarrassed that I'm a contender in.  But there is something liberating about airing your dirty laundry, or "Dirty DMV" (Dirty Mini Van).  The one last cool factor that I still hold onto is the fact that I don't drive a minivan.  Luke and I made a pact, even before we were married.  There would be no minivan.  Ever.  Not to say I don't drool over the lower vehicles with automatic doors and whole slew of make-your-life-easier-with-small-children options.  I do.  But a pact is a pact. And to tell the truth I realize there is nothing cool about SUV's, unless you're a mom and you're proud that you held out from the minivan.  Then you think you've still got an ounce of coolness left.  But really you're just holding out on practicality.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I digress.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the &lt;a href="http://hagenhoopla.blogspot.com/2009/03/dmvs-cribs-what-does-your-car-look-like.html"&gt;competition&lt;/a&gt;.  I'm entering my Soiled SUV.    Last week when Wendy announced her competition I was so bummed because I had just driven on a field trip so I had "cleared" out my SUV.  Notice I didn't say "cleaned" out.  Wendy replied "give it a week, and submit your pics".  I thought, 'oh no, not this time.  THIS time, I am keeping it free from junk.  No more STUFF.  I'm taking everything in every time I get home.'  Well here we are 10 days later, and I'm a contender.  And probably a pretty strong contender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pictures don't really do it justice, but here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScLLppotAoI/AAAAAAAAAcc/4RfbQVQ2RZE/s1600-h/IMG_1366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScLLppotAoI/AAAAAAAAAcc/4RfbQVQ2RZE/s400/IMG_1366.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315034426662257282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#1 - The dash - We've got a NKJV Bible, 3 diapers, 2 preschool projects, and a bunch of bandages/ointment for Zeke's newest burn.  Further down out of sight is a hat of Luke's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScLLqHZ51lI/AAAAAAAAAck/Bah3C2tPCqk/s1600-h/IMG_1368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScLLqHZ51lI/AAAAAAAAAck/Bah3C2tPCqk/s400/IMG_1368.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315034434653247058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#2 - The passenger seat.  Always the first to collect all the crap.  We have clothes I need to return to my SIL, about a weeks worth of mail (because that's how often I check our box at the end of the road), my giraffe purse, an empty lemonade container, another preschool project, and who knows what else underneath.  In the consol thingy is another diaper, an empty Hansen's can, a hair clip, mailbox keys, DVD remote, and probably some garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScLLqTi0xCI/AAAAAAAAAcs/eYeqSj8oFZk/s1600-h/IMG_1367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScLLqTi0xCI/AAAAAAAAAcs/eYeqSj8oFZk/s400/IMG_1367.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315034437911888930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#3 - The passenger seat floor - A McD's bag, a Toys R Us bag with a couple birthday gifts, and the backing to 200 postcard stamps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScLLqctMrKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/vC45Zh1AmJ8/s1600-h/IMG_1364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScLLqctMrKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/vC45Zh1AmJ8/s400/IMG_1364.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315034440371317922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#4 - the 2nd row - 1 jacket, 2 sweatshirts, a sweater, 2 teddy bears, a dance costume, an old (probably moldy) sippy cup, a pack of stickers and a lid to a missing cup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The "trunk" of the car has actually been uneventful.  There are a couple pieces of cardboard for a project and a stroller.  Not Taylor style at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luke wanted me to disclaim that he doesn't even like to to ride in my car.  I told him not too worry, as that seems to be the general rule with most husbands regarding the family car.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is, what it is....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-4129226676960405676?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/4129226676960405676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/03/soiled-suv.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/4129226676960405676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/4129226676960405676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/03/soiled-suv.html' title='Soiled SUV'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/ScLLppotAoI/AAAAAAAAAcc/4RfbQVQ2RZE/s72-c/IMG_1366.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-3083663617580623684</id><published>2009-03-14T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:42:32.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when I grow up</title><content type='html'>Genevieve is 6 1/2.  Many days she tells me what she wants to be when she grows up. &lt;div&gt;Today: "When I grow up I want to be a Professional Jump Roper."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sweet.  I guess your dad and I should start building the little cottage in back that you will surely be living in when you are 45.  =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/Sbwv9YKO-hI/AAAAAAAAAcM/2VPJO3ZrE9A/s400/IMG_1078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313174391894243858" /&gt;And here she is being a monkey in her little jungle scene that she created.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-3083663617580623684?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3083663617580623684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-i-grow-up.html#comment-form' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-3283426876737790583</id><published>2009-02-19T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:42:32.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Valentine's Day gift to Luke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was my Valentines Day gift to Luke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(turn off or pause the music player at the bottom of the blog)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5b68eb82806d258" 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" 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 Scanning the previous 7 years will be a monstrous task.  Someday maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I realized Luke and I have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very few &lt;/span&gt;pictures of just the 2 of us.  I felt a little guilty cropping our kids out of all the pictures =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-3283426876737790583?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5b68eb82806d258&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3283426876737790583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-valentine-day-gift-to-luke.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3283426876737790583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3283426876737790583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-valentine-day-gift-to-luke.html' title='My Valentine&amp;#39;s Day gift to Luke'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-5256574320766976668</id><published>2009-02-19T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:42:32.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dane had a ski lesson over New Years break, so this time he was a pro going up the rope tow and coming down the bunny slope.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZ4PX5b81MI/AAAAAAAAAbI/WhJ0-U2WUdE/s1600-h/IMG_1212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZ4PX5b81MI/AAAAAAAAAbI/WhJ0-U2WUdE/s400/IMG_1212.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304694314318484674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZ4PYALPZ_I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/lwMlvimU7XI/s1600-h/IMG_1209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZ4PYALPZ_I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/lwMlvimU7XI/s400/IMG_1209.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304694316127447026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZ4PXpUE8rI/AAAAAAAAAbA/OzHexx13dTY/s1600-h/IMG_1206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZ4PXpUE8rI/AAAAAAAAAbA/OzHexx13dTY/s400/IMG_1206.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304694309990494898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genevieve went to Ski School this time and did pretty good.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZ4OZ03a1lI/AAAAAAAAAa4/uuWnIyLxkb4/s1600-h/IMG_1227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZ4OZ03a1lI/AAAAAAAAAa4/uuWnIyLxkb4/s400/IMG_1227.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304693247939630674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Zeke just made a cute snow bunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZ4OZYQX-CI/AAAAAAAAAaw/F4GIWSO2mGE/s1600-h/IMG_1235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZ4OZYQX-CI/AAAAAAAAAaw/F4GIWSO2mGE/s400/IMG_1235.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304693240259672098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lynda &amp;amp; Danny's  Twain Harte cabin with lot's of snow.  Gotta love the generous in-laws who share their cabin with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZ4OY0ulA6I/AAAAAAAAAao/a_tR8OirH0U/s1600-h/IMG_1259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZ4OY0ulA6I/AAAAAAAAAao/a_tR8OirH0U/s400/IMG_1259.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304693230722679714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The King Family came up for a couple nights after they got over the flu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dane &amp;amp; Sam sledding in front of the cabin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZ4OYk4r5QI/AAAAAAAAAag/V25SOSs2bkI/s1600-h/IMG_1246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZ4OYk4r5QI/AAAAAAAAAag/V25SOSs2bkI/s400/IMG_1246.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304693226470106370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genevieve &amp;amp; Grace making their way up the hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZ4OYpJrZeI/AAAAAAAAAaY/aITvAkD0nq4/s1600-h/IMG_1250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZ4OYpJrZeI/AAAAAAAAAaY/aITvAkD0nq4/s400/IMG_1250.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304693227615118818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a little winter hot tub fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZ4PYWXTkQI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Lhzoo5L8KNg/s1600-h/IMG_1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZ4PYWXTkQI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Lhzoo5L8KNg/s400/IMG_1241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304694322083631362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-5256574320766976668?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5256574320766976668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/02/fun-in-snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5256574320766976668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5256574320766976668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/02/fun-in-snow.html' title='Fun in the snow'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZ4PX5b81MI/AAAAAAAAAbI/WhJ0-U2WUdE/s72-c/IMG_1212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-8900729865092802501</id><published>2009-02-12T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:42:32.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love having the kids make their own valentines day cards.  I don't go crazy, but I usually get some cardstock, do something cute with a picture of them, and have them add stickers.  Simple, but homemade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZUBQzTHCDI/AAAAAAAAAaI/g_pA64WhrTI/s1600-h/IMG_1138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZUBQzTHCDI/AAAAAAAAAaI/g_pA64WhrTI/s400/IMG_1138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302145524458522674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry about the picture of Danes, my camera was a little flash-happy.  His preschool class is the monkey room, thus the monkey stickers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cute little Dane-ism-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was getting out the stuff for the cards, and he kept telling me "mom, there are 5 gils (can't say his "r"'s still).  And I told him we were making the cards for everyone.  And he asks "for the boys too?"  Then when we were putting heart stickers on them he tells me again "I need 5 'hawts' for the gils".  He couldn't believe that we were putting heart stickers on the boys cards too (we don't address the preschool cards).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just think it's funny how he knows it's a kind of a "love" holiday, and wanted to just give the girls the cards.  How cute is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZUBQsz8PQI/AAAAAAAAAaA/jb4KXxHfyds/s1600-h/IMG_1132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZUBQsz8PQI/AAAAAAAAAaA/jb4KXxHfyds/s400/IMG_1132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302145522717179138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Genevieve's turned out really cute.  Hers are in spanish because she is in the dual immersion class.  They didn't have to be, but I thought it would be fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZUBQPcfvZI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/hzOqhieJTW0/s1600-h/IMG_1134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZUBQPcfvZI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/hzOqhieJTW0/s400/IMG_1134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302145514834214290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And these are the treats I made to go with the cards.  White chocolate dipped pretzel rods with sprinkles.  Yummy and EASY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZUBPzWBQzI/AAAAAAAAAZw/kW-xDoTEidU/s1600-h/IMG_1143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZUBPzWBQzI/AAAAAAAAAZw/kW-xDoTEidU/s400/IMG_1143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302145507290858290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZUBPyRBYLI/AAAAAAAAAZo/JZudPx7Ycuw/s1600-h/IMG_1147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZUBPyRBYLI/AAAAAAAAAZo/JZudPx7Ycuw/s400/IMG_1147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302145507001458866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-8900729865092802501?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/8900729865092802501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-fun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/8900729865092802501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/8900729865092802501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-fun.html' title='Valentines Fun'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZUBQzTHCDI/AAAAAAAAAaI/g_pA64WhrTI/s72-c/IMG_1138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-6817737330438189072</id><published>2009-02-12T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:42:32.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutesie cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made this little cake for my friend Kelli's birthday last week.  I used a tiny little round pyrex dish and it was a personal little 3"-4" cake.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZT_gsgbh1I/AAAAAAAAAZg/vs2ta_2fW6g/s1600-h/IMG_1121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZT_gsgbh1I/AAAAAAAAAZg/vs2ta_2fW6g/s400/IMG_1121.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302143598489995090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZT_gL46PiI/AAAAAAAAAZY/KJaiB1Bddwg/s1600-h/IMG_1125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZT_gL46PiI/AAAAAAAAAZY/KJaiB1Bddwg/s400/IMG_1125.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302143589734301218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/501109801388836574-6817737330438189072?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/6817737330438189072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/02/cutesie-cake.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/6817737330438189072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/6817737330438189072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/02/cutesie-cake.html' title='Cutesie cake'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SZT_gsgbh1I/AAAAAAAAAZg/vs2ta_2fW6g/s72-c/IMG_1121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-7650679293130637183</id><published>2009-01-31T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:45:32.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The SOLD Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SYVGpCIsJ5I/AAAAAAAAAZA/LPW8DCcW60k/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 116px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SYVGpCIsJ5I/AAAAAAAAAZA/LPW8DCcW60k/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297718207433156498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night I went to Cornerstone's viewing of &lt;a href="http://thesoldproject.com/"&gt;The Sold Project&lt;/a&gt;.  A series of short documentaries highlighting the exploitation of children in Thailand.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They explained how poverty and lack of education are key factors in this vicious cycle.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The SOLD Project has focused their energy on PREVENTION.  They feel the best way to keep children from entering the sex industry, either by force, coercion or default, is by helping to provide an education.  While public education is free in Thailand, many families cannot afford the books and uniforms mandatory for attending school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The SOLD Project has started a &lt;a href="http://thesoldproject.com/react/support.php"&gt;scholarship fund&lt;/a&gt; for children in poor high-risk villages.  They have an on-site case manager who assesses the local children's needs, and helps them to apply for the scholarships.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night at Cornerstone ALL the children they had profiles for were sponsored!  However, that does not mean their work is done.  It just means the case manager can keep finding more kids to help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check them out.  Also check out the film &lt;a href="http://thesoldproject.com/tour/"&gt;schedule&lt;/a&gt;.  They are on tour, so it just might be coming to a city near you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-7650679293130637183?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7650679293130637183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/sold-project.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7650679293130637183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7650679293130637183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/sold-project.html' title='The SOLD Project'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SYVGpCIsJ5I/AAAAAAAAAZA/LPW8DCcW60k/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-7132041593973521329</id><published>2009-01-23T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:42:32.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more water</title><content type='html'>Can't stop thinking, and talking and doing water.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the &lt;a href="http://callingforjustice.blogspot.com/2009/01/300-voices-for-water.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;other blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; need to combine these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-7132041593973521329?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7132041593973521329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7132041593973521329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/7132041593973521329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-water.html' title='more water'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-1365699010495846173</id><published>2009-01-23T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:45:32.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>300 voices for water</title><content type='html'>You might have noticed the new little button on the right of my sidebar.  Water For All Seasons.  It's a spinoff of Water For Christmas.  Because there are many of us that can't stop at giving the gift of water - the gift of life, just at Christmas time.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend &lt;a href="http://jodyrlanders.com/"&gt;Jody&lt;/a&gt; (well, we've never actually met, and I only "know" her through blogland, but she &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feels&lt;/span&gt; like a friend) is leading the way for those of us who are constantly asking ourselves "what can one person do to make a difference in Africa?"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is gathering a team of 300, who will do 2 things.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  Commit to sending $20/month to &lt;a href="http://www.charitywater.org/pages/waterforchristmas/"&gt;charity: water&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Share with others about water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I guess she is only asking that you commit to #1, but is pretty confident you will just be compelled to do #2.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a team effort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;300 voices going strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you imagine the power and effect God will have through THREE HUNDRED people passionate about water?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Water is life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;300 Voices for LIFE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you join us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave a comment below if you will, then go to &lt;a href="http://jodyrlanders.com/?p=3940"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;  to hear what Jody has to say.  Then go &lt;a href="http://300voices.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to sign up to be part of the team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm secretly hoping to have a little branch of the 300 right here in the tri-valley.  I am yearning for like-minded friends that will come together who want to DO SOMETHING with me.  Not with their &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;extra&lt;/span&gt; time, 'cause none of us have that.  I want a group of us who will sacrifice, and carve out a chunk of our already hectic lives to do something beyond ourselves.  Beyond our families.  Beyond our comfort zones.  Where are you friends?  The ones that think BIG?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow I didn't really plan on calling you all out, but since I am, I might as well do it.  Leave a comment if you're on board.  If it's too uncomfortable for you to leave a comment on my blog, then you're not the Big Thinker I'm looking for.  NO OFFENSE.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, now I'm going to be nervously watching my empty comment section all week.  You can still comment even if you are not feeling like being part of the 300 voices.  You can still send me a word of encouragement, or tell me that once again I've gone off the deep end =)  That just may very well be true.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I do like to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;swim&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/501109801388836574-1365699010495846173?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/1365699010495846173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/300-voices-for-water.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/1365699010495846173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/1365699010495846173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/300-voices-for-water.html' title='300 voices for water'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-5329881999823321296</id><published>2009-01-22T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:42:32.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>need to combine blogs</title><content type='html'>So it's apparent that I can't keep up 2 blogs.  If I'm updating one, the other stands stagnant.  I'm thinking there's a way to marry the two, but not sure what that is. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any ideas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bueller?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-5329881999823321296?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5329881999823321296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/need-to-combine-blogs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5329881999823321296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5329881999823321296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/need-to-combine-blogs.html' title='need to combine blogs'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' 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It cost $125, which I felt was a great deal considering my quote from Drive Savers for $2500.  I then took my computer to apple so they could replace the hard-drive.  Just got a call from apple, that it appears my hard-drive is working, and that something else was wrong with the computer to make it impossible to access the hard-drive.  Ummmmmm, it would have been nice if they figured that out and told me BEFORE I went and PAID MONEY to have my data retrieved.  THANK GOD we did not go to Drive Savers.  Could you imagine if I paid $2500 to retrieve my data only to find out that it was never "lost" in the first place????  Apple just lost a few points in my book.  They are the ones who told me that my HD was bad and to retrieve my data before I turned it over to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will up the computer tonight or tomorrow and will know for sure what the scoop is.  I am also learning that "backing up" my data gets a bit more confusing and involved because I am running Parallels and Windows.  The only reason I am running these programs is because Quickbooks Mac is a crappy program, and won't do everything we need it to do, so I am forced to use the Windows version. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Way more than you ever wanted to know I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mexico!  I realize from the different comments and e-mails that I never really explained WHY I took Genevieve to Mexico.  Our elementary school has a Dual Immersion Program where students are taught in spanish starting in Kindergarten.  It is a highly sought after program, and only half the school participates in this program.  Priority is given by how many years you have lived in our town, and is open to the whole district, not just those who are supposed to go to our school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have had Genevieve on the waiting list since Kindergarten, and she JUST got a placement half-way through first grade. We got the call right before Christmas Break.  So I had this crazy idea of taking her to Mexico to give her a little boost in spanish before throwing her into her new class.  You know, since she will be A YEAR AND A HALF behind the other kids.  Well my crazy husband supported my crazy idea, and it became our crazy reality.  Our business is technically closed between Christmas and New Years, so Luke was able to be home with the boys while us girls went on our little mother-daughter adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a great trip.  The town of San Miguel de Allende was beautiful.  The language school was top-notch.  But the best part was seeing Genevieve in a new element.  Wow, the difference without siblings to bicker with!  It was great.  I'm secretly planning our next mother-daughter get-away, because I truly enjoyed our time together like no other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Genevieve has been back in school for 2 weeks and she's doing great!  The transition is going much smoother than I (or her new teacher) anticipated.  I'm hoping that we can go somewhere this summer as a family to help keep up the spanish over the break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-8165375427337823359?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/8165375427337823359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/computer-mexico.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/8165375427337823359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/8165375427337823359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/computer-mexico.html' title='Computer &amp;amp; Mexico'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-3450345715375941194</id><published>2009-01-16T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:45:32.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is why</title><content type='html'>This is why I can't be complacent.  &lt;br /&gt;This is why I can't sleep at night.  &lt;br /&gt;This is why I have to DO SOMETHING.  &lt;br /&gt;This is why you do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(first turn down the music player at the bottom of my blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3v7ZQUzr0yo&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3v7ZQUzr0yo&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-3450345715375941194?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3450345715375941194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-why.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3450345715375941194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3450345715375941194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-why.html' title='This is why'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-2880435770499998532</id><published>2009-01-12T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:42:32.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A plug for the 'ol biz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s166.photobucket.com/albums/u104/ataylor1215/?action=view&amp;current=2lRv7u.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u104/ataylor1215/2lRv7u.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-2880435770499998532?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/2880435770499998532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/plug-for-biz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2880435770499998532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/2880435770499998532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/plug-for-biz.html' title='A plug for the &amp;#39;ol biz'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-8040574960723667731</id><published>2009-01-11T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:42:32.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back it up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stop what you are doing, hook up your computer to an external drive (if you don't have one, go out and buy one), and BACK UP YOUR STUFF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm the queen of reading these messages, and saying to myself "yah, I gotta do that....later".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well later never came and my hard drive CRASHED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NO WARNING.  9 month old computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ALL of our business information &amp;amp; customer accounts are on that hard drive.  Our LIVELIHOOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All my pictures from the last  9 months.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am a self-proclaimed IDIOT for not backing-up.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right now I don't know what (if anything) will be salvaged.  To send it to a professional data-retrieval place is between $2000-$3000.  We MAY have to go that route.  And we still MAY not get anything back.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trying to have peace.  These things throw me into such a tailspin.  I have to remember that God CAN fix this problem.  So if He chooses not to, I'm supposed to learn something from this ordeal.  I'm pretty sure it is not supposed to be "panic" or "stress".  I have to keep my eye on the bigger picture.  Our lives may get really difficult for a while because of this, but they will not end.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One more lesson in PERSPECTIVE, that's for sure.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So why are you still reading this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GO BACK UP YOUR PRECIOUS FILES!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/501109801388836574-8040574960723667731?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/8040574960723667731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-it-up.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/8040574960723667731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/8040574960723667731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-it-up.html' title='Back it up!'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-5619127128894325161</id><published>2009-01-07T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:42:32.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it Lupus?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SWT2kxNn7RI/AAAAAAAAAYw/DBvIzieUn0I/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SWT2kxNn7RI/AAAAAAAAAYw/DBvIzieUn0I/s400/Picture+6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288622973986008338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My friend Danika has a new &lt;a href="http://www.isitlupus.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.  Well, she's been blogging for a little while now, but her husband designed a new blog for her with different sections, and it's really cool.  She talks about her journey with Lupus (which she is currently battling right now), and how that journey has affected her drive toward healthy eating, a healthy lifestyle, her parenting, her marriage, and her relationship with God.  You should definitely check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.isitlupus.com/"&gt;Is It Lupus?&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;&lt;br /&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/501109801388836574-5619127128894325161?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5619127128894325161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/is-it-lupus.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5619127128894325161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/5619127128894325161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/is-it-lupus.html' title='Is it Lupus?'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SWT2kxNn7RI/AAAAAAAAAYw/DBvIzieUn0I/s72-c/Picture+6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-759965165179624871</id><published>2009-01-06T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:42:32.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>need to update!</title><content type='html'>Hopefully tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-759965165179624871?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/759965165179624871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/need-to-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/759965165179624871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/759965165179624871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/need-to-update.html' title='need to update!'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-2576539231062346168</id><published>2009-01-04T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:42:32.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember these?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SWFtHApa83I/AAAAAAAAAYc/Q7QpEdCjnTM/s1600-h/storks+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SWFtHApa83I/AAAAAAAAAYc/Q7QpEdCjnTM/s400/storks+073.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287627404709917554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My stork and (other signs) business has been plugging along ever so slowly, which I have been content with considering our crazy pace of life these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it's time to kick this business into gear!  Luke's painting business is quite slow right now, and the pool business isn't generating quite enough.  So it's time to get serious about this business again.  &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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.veryspecialdeliveries.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Special Deliveries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;is back in the game &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&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/501109801388836574-2576539231062346168?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/2576539231062346168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/remember-these.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-1961160103492425184</id><published>2009-01-03T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:42:32.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got in this afternoon.  Luke, Dane &amp;amp; Zeke came to pick us up at SFO airport.  I was so excited to see Zeke.  Of course all the boys too, but especially Zeke.  He was the only one I couldnt' talk to on the phone (or at least hear his voice, since he STILL doesn't talk).  And babies change so much so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can I just tell you how he just about broke my heart?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When he saw me, the look on his face was indescribable.  It was NOT joy or happiness.  It was confusion, a little anger, and just plain &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unhappiness&lt;/span&gt; to see me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SWGWpEEjnWI/AAAAAAAAAYk/aH_x77yBKUQ/s400/IMG_0028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287673069721328994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I put my arms out to him he pulled away and clung to Luke.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think he had come to terms with the thought that I was gone forever, and had settled into a life with daddy.  And I came home and threw a wrench in what he thought was reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has been hot and cold with me all evening.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes he would come sit in my lap, and other times only daddy would do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously broke my heart =(.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will be updating my other posts with pictures and more info, so scroll down in the next couple of days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adios amigos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/501109801388836574-1961160103492425184?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/1961160103492425184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/1961160103492425184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/1961160103492425184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/home.html' title='Home!'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SWGWpEEjnWI/AAAAAAAAAYk/aH_x77yBKUQ/s72-c/IMG_0028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-3461287213777307208</id><published>2009-01-02T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:42:32.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can't sleep</title><content type='html'>in bed, under the covers, fully-clothed.  alarm will go off in 3 hours.  still can't sleep.  =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-3461287213777307208?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3461287213777307208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/can-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3461287213777307208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/501109801388836574/posts/default/3461287213777307208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/can-sleep.html' title='can&amp;#39;t sleep'/><author><name>One Crazy Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SxntY2Fp7rI/AAAAAAAABTY/-utS_dbJknw/S220/11535_345070755536_764290536_9676113_796426_n_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-8349796164858863937</id><published>2009-01-01T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:42:32.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Ano Nuevo! ~ Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SWFAt1yi3RI/AAAAAAAAAX8/VSsdEJb7HUs/s1600-h/IMG_0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SWFAt1yi3RI/AAAAAAAAAX8/VSsdEJb7HUs/s400/IMG_0873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287578593787043090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New Years Day closed most of San Miguel down.  However we did still have school (which I'm grateful for since we paid for a week!).  There were still a few restaurants and stores open, but definitely not the crowds like the other days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My teacher Eduardo took us to el mercado artisiennes (sp?)  today.  So here's the wierd thing about San Miguel which makes it distinctly different than other parts of Mexico that I've visited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They don't bargain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SWFAuhjic_I/AAAAAAAAAYE/i29Xo1HsnWI/s1600-h/IMG_0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SWFAuhjic_I/AAAAAAAAAYE/i29Xo1HsnWI/s400/IMG_0874.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287578605535261682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nor are the vendors aggressive.  They are the opposite of aggressive.  They hardly will even ask you to buy something from them.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once they name their price, that's it.  They will let you walk away if you don't want it.  It was so weird.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SWFAvQ7eJ9I/AAAAAAAAAYU/QDi0RdHNx70/s1600-h/IMG_0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCyHgiZWTS4/SWFAvQ7eJ9I/AAAAAAAAAYU/QDi0RdHNx70/s400/IMG_0878.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287578618252109778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-8349796164858863937?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/8349796164858863937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2009/01/feliz-ano-nuevo-thursday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-501109801388836574.post-5248624143795240707</id><published>2008-12-31T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:42:32.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new post tomorrow</title><content type='html'>need sleep.....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;asta manana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/501109801388836574-5248624143795240707?l=unamamaloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5248624143795240707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unamamaloca.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-post-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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