<?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-413700842157074137</id><updated>2011-10-11T06:46:08.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Broeker Bunch</title><subtitle type='html'>Just like the Brady Bunch, but fewer kids, no Alice and plenty of Marcia, Marcia, Marcia drama!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>309</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-4541526107507937232</id><published>2011-08-04T13:09:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T11:27:41.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Trip - Chicago</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02yFV-a67j4/TjrimYKLNcI/AAAAAAAAC_8/FYgxy8yBOY4/s1600/Chicago%2B1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02yFV-a67j4/TjrimYKLNcI/AAAAAAAAC_8/FYgxy8yBOY4/s320/Chicago%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637067032555632066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our church, St. Mark's, allows our Middle School and High School students the opportunity to serve others as well as see some marvelous sights outside of our Lincoln community through work camp/mission trips.  This year our church decided to see St. Louis, but two weeks prior to taking off our plans suddenly changed.  The agency that allows our youth to participate made a mandatory age requirement of 15 years, which caused us to rethink this summer's trip.  We (our church youth) received overwhelming love from last year's adventure to Chicago, that we decided to revisit them instead.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year I joined Tyler much to his delight...not.  Our first day we did some sight seeing in downtown Chicago.  Tyler went with his buddies shopping and I visited Chicago landmarks.  I figured I can go shopping anytime.  What was Tyler thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KeIS7Afx8Rk/TjriWItXkgI/AAAAAAAAC_0/Bm1zATYmKnI/s1600/Chicago%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KeIS7Afx8Rk/TjriWItXkgI/AAAAAAAAC_0/Bm1zATYmKnI/s320/Chicago%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637066753530368514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Pier was a great place to take photos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qFJX_udB454/TjriVzM1mxI/AAAAAAAAC_s/nujreeXgq4U/s1600/Chicago%2B3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qFJX_udB454/TjriVzM1mxI/AAAAAAAAC_s/nujreeXgq4U/s320/Chicago%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637066747756780306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and so was Millennium Park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eOiGRohBdtk/TjriVr8JSJI/AAAAAAAAC_k/6zZovoSl1RI/s1600/Chicago%2B4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eOiGRohBdtk/TjriVr8JSJI/AAAAAAAAC_k/6zZovoSl1RI/s320/Chicago%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637066745807718546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This fountain was so cool. The face changes every five minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fuTvfuKjDpg/TjriVT81q1I/AAAAAAAAC_c/JNvHSkhyH84/s1600/Chicago%2B5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fuTvfuKjDpg/TjriVT81q1I/AAAAAAAAC_c/JNvHSkhyH84/s320/Chicago%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637066739368176466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This huge Marilyn Monroe is a new to the area.  I guess she's caused quite a stir and is a bit controversial.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0pkQzdCUNQg/TjriVN45wXI/AAAAAAAAC_U/4kAXbuzLdm0/s1600/Chicago%2B6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0pkQzdCUNQg/TjriVN45wXI/AAAAAAAAC_U/4kAXbuzLdm0/s320/Chicago%2B6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637066737741054322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm thinking this might be the reason why?  You know I just &lt;b&gt;had &lt;/b&gt;to look! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nCJtaaUBiPE/Tjrh1gvkFqI/AAAAAAAAC_M/1ABbRX3e4tg/s1600/Chicago%2B8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nCJtaaUBiPE/Tjrh1gvkFqI/AAAAAAAAC_M/1ABbRX3e4tg/s320/Chicago%2B8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637066193046345378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we volunteered at several places in the Chicago area.  This Head Start Center was so much fun.  We broke into 4 groups at this children's agency.  We cleaned out an office, took care of the outdoor area (mowed and picked up trash), cleaned and organized the kitchen and of course, played with the kids.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zUl1MIvPwnA/Tjrh1QVdFMI/AAAAAAAAC_E/lf48ghxxXBI/s1600/Chicago%2B9.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zUl1MIvPwnA/Tjrh1QVdFMI/AAAAAAAAC_E/lf48ghxxXBI/s320/Chicago%2B9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637066188641866946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The lady in the white shoes runs the front desk and hasn't ever missed a day of work.  The director had us guess her age.  She's 106 years young and still goes to work (in a non-air conditioned building).  Very inspirational!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJ1JZdEHJDI/Tjrh1ChSnRI/AAAAAAAAC-8/9MJbs0QSy-I/s1600/Chicago%2B10.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJ1JZdEHJDI/Tjrh1ChSnRI/AAAAAAAAC-8/9MJbs0QSy-I/s320/Chicago%2B10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637066184933416210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The following day we headed to the 2nd biggest homeless shelter in downtown Chicago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DT2i3FhyfLw/Tjrh05ZUnjI/AAAAAAAAC-0/hxFoABpu9_o/s1600/Chicago%2B11.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DT2i3FhyfLw/Tjrh05ZUnjI/AAAAAAAAC-0/hxFoABpu9_o/s320/Chicago%2B11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637066182484074034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It provides beds to 200 men and about 50 women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-14uccXdk2Y8/Tjrh0skbB9I/AAAAAAAAC-s/ygDlJr9-KPE/s1600/Chicago%2B12.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-14uccXdk2Y8/Tjrh0skbB9I/AAAAAAAAC-s/ygDlJr9-KPE/s320/Chicago%2B12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637066179040970706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We sorted, folded and stacked over 4,000 bed linens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, of course, this scrapbooking layout will be titled "Holy Sheet".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yCFHK8edkNc/TjrhaUIN7uI/AAAAAAAAC-k/WKLb_O2XUfM/s1600/Chicago%2B13.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yCFHK8edkNc/TjrhaUIN7uI/AAAAAAAAC-k/WKLb_O2XUfM/s320/Chicago%2B13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637065725803622114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also took the fastest elevator in the Northern hemisphere to the top of the Hancock building.  100 floors in 40 seconds!  Impressive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--YPM0OsLaNc/TjrhZzsMLhI/AAAAAAAAC-c/kz2LRGvtYAE/s1600/Chicago%2B14.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--YPM0OsLaNc/TjrhZzsMLhI/AAAAAAAAC-c/kz2LRGvtYAE/s320/Chicago%2B14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637065717096132114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also enjoyed Chicago style pizza!  Yum!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--dzFBVR2vPI/TjrhZouDkHI/AAAAAAAAC-U/BOHLg4LFg7o/s1600/Chicago%2B15.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--dzFBVR2vPI/TjrhZouDkHI/AAAAAAAAC-U/BOHLg4LFg7o/s320/Chicago%2B15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637065714151166066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We watched the White Sox play the Detroit Tigers.  Sox win!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-twIu1JWjE5M/TjrhZRAYMaI/AAAAAAAAC-M/Cdb7Ihc3_Eg/s1600/Chicago%2B16.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-twIu1JWjE5M/TjrhZRAYMaI/AAAAAAAAC-M/Cdb7Ihc3_Eg/s320/Chicago%2B16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637065707785564578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lastly, we spent the day at Six Flags! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ldXEGz5_ALU/TjrhZCuwt1I/AAAAAAAAC-E/hcyB-TJibzI/s1600/Chicago%2B17.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ldXEGz5_ALU/TjrhZCuwt1I/AAAAAAAAC-E/hcyB-TJibzI/s320/Chicago%2B17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637065703953577810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A great trip and such a worthwhile experience despite the lack of showering. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Six days and one shower!  Delightful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-4541526107507937232?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4541526107507937232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=4541526107507937232' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4541526107507937232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4541526107507937232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2011/08/mission-trip-chicago.html' title='Mission Trip - Chicago'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02yFV-a67j4/TjrimYKLNcI/AAAAAAAAC_8/FYgxy8yBOY4/s72-c/Chicago%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-9136731335585889990</id><published>2011-07-19T21:26:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T21:43:07.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Renaissance Festival in Colorado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Two weekends ago....Madison and I took a fun, mini vacation through the Girl Scouts to Larkspur, Colorado to experience a Renaissance Festival, which neither of us has done before.  It was a quick weekend trip, with driving on Friday, Festival on Saturday and home again on Sunday, but it was well worth it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MKlC4YahyQA/TiY-mJiAMMI/AAAAAAAAC98/UfqLTHZdcws/s1600/Ren1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MKlC4YahyQA/TiY-mJiAMMI/AAAAAAAAC98/UfqLTHZdcws/s320/Ren1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631257209187872962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We saw fiddlers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--1G-B-QOo1c/TiY-l5HhS-I/AAAAAAAAC90/g-5nREQpxtQ/s1600/Ren2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--1G-B-QOo1c/TiY-l5HhS-I/AAAAAAAAC90/g-5nREQpxtQ/s320/Ren2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631257204781829090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Took lots of photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SgWHL1Io2UM/TiY-lgV-8dI/AAAAAAAAC9s/asj0paY_CWs/s1600/Ren3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SgWHL1Io2UM/TiY-lgV-8dI/AAAAAAAAC9s/asj0paY_CWs/s320/Ren3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631257198131605970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tried Henna tattoos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xKZA6EjZkjs/TiY-lSiWueI/AAAAAAAAC9k/6n8ZelaapZc/s1600/Ren4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xKZA6EjZkjs/TiY-lSiWueI/AAAAAAAAC9k/6n8ZelaapZc/s320/Ren4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631257194425399778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madison got a cool butterfly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-odn-R_Y8xO0/TiY-k2s2L2I/AAAAAAAAC9c/zSfWNtF2Di8/s1600/Ren5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-odn-R_Y8xO0/TiY-k2s2L2I/AAAAAAAAC9c/zSfWNtF2Di8/s320/Ren5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631257186953211746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I got a design on my hand (not pictured).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bxqTU1lZACQ/TiY980-cOwI/AAAAAAAAC9U/hThf_U1ECGE/s1600/Ren6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bxqTU1lZACQ/TiY980-cOwI/AAAAAAAAC9U/hThf_U1ECGE/s320/Ren6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631256499295369986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then the girls (four of them) wanted a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jlvos_zDDOA/TiY98VbdjVI/AAAAAAAAC9M/a5jljDiwzoA/s1600/Ren7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jlvos_zDDOA/TiY98VbdjVI/AAAAAAAAC9M/a5jljDiwzoA/s320/Ren7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631256490827156818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;feather in their hair, which should last about 2 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7yoG8vRbGgE/TiY98Di54RI/AAAAAAAAC9E/hasCpR-9yYg/s1600/Ren8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7yoG8vRbGgE/TiY98Di54RI/AAAAAAAAC9E/hasCpR-9yYg/s320/Ren8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631256486026535186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we watched various performances&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DQfBl4rvwHw/TiY97_jRygI/AAAAAAAAC88/Xzx886M9J1Y/s1600/Ren9.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DQfBl4rvwHw/TiY97_jRygI/AAAAAAAAC88/Xzx886M9J1Y/s320/Ren9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631256484954360322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and my friend, Juel, tried out Palm Reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SncoB4DaIQ4/TiY97heXHrI/AAAAAAAAC80/dKWWKJSrr88/s1600/Ren10.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SncoB4DaIQ4/TiY97heXHrI/AAAAAAAAC80/dKWWKJSrr88/s320/Ren10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631256476880674482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought it was weird that there was an "aura" around her head when I took the photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sure it's how the light hit the camera, but still it's pretty wild.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CNQ6yCMcUl8/TiY9dIgK4KI/AAAAAAAAC8s/QocIMHS3SyI/s1600/Ren11.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CNQ6yCMcUl8/TiY9dIgK4KI/AAAAAAAAC8s/QocIMHS3SyI/s320/Ren11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631255954781298850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ended the performance with jousting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GjsxAa_OQcU/TiY9cxPYheI/AAAAAAAAC8k/uJHfUhr7CDM/s1600/Ren12.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GjsxAa_OQcU/TiY9cxPYheI/AAAAAAAAC8k/uJHfUhr7CDM/s320/Ren12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631255948536874466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We cheered on the knight in black...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C3bhlhLRJfM/TiY9cgia5-I/AAAAAAAAC8c/gOVnfTtgJlk/s1600/Ren13.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C3bhlhLRJfM/TiY9cgia5-I/AAAAAAAAC8c/gOVnfTtgJlk/s320/Ren13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631255944053319650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I still don't know who really won?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XCjBK0jBaBA/TiY9cB0xv2I/AAAAAAAAC8U/QGysGDFIPK4/s1600/Ren14.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XCjBK0jBaBA/TiY9cB0xv2I/AAAAAAAAC8U/QGysGDFIPK4/s320/Ren14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631255935808814946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But my favorite was the "village idiot".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R_UuFwxD09s/TiY9b9gHV9I/AAAAAAAAC8M/_aG__IZ5XCE/s1600/Ren15.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R_UuFwxD09s/TiY9b9gHV9I/AAAAAAAAC8M/_aG__IZ5XCE/s320/Ren15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631255934648408018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He asked a very tattooed lady if she got her a$$ kicked by an Etch-a-Sketch,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;which I found incredibly funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next week, I am off to do mission work in Chicago with Tyler.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just might blog it! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-9136731335585889990?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/9136731335585889990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=9136731335585889990' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/9136731335585889990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/9136731335585889990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2011/07/renaissance-festival-in-colorado.html' title='Renaissance Festival in Colorado'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MKlC4YahyQA/TiY-mJiAMMI/AAAAAAAAC98/UfqLTHZdcws/s72-c/Ren1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-8097630428110781194</id><published>2011-06-11T19:35:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T20:28:34.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball &amp; Berry Picking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you believe this?  Two days in a row blogging.  I really don't know who reads this stuff about the Broekers or who really cares, but I guess this helps me with my knowledge of my photos when I come back to scrapbook it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today Tyler's team (Blue Chips) played in a tourney in Seward.  The first game was awesome with a score of 19 to 2.  Tyler got the three outs in the final inning playing second base.  The boys had their bats going and all was well.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wmZqUra1NMc/TfQK4AGwnSI/AAAAAAAAC8A/w4Ki13hql00/s1600/base%2526berry1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wmZqUra1NMc/TfQK4AGwnSI/AAAAAAAAC8A/w4Ki13hql00/s320/base%2526berry1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617126592455154978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and then they played their second game.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n-qCKRvrZDk/TfQK3ss9y1I/AAAAAAAAC74/qpHg9VwuiZc/s1600/base%2526berry2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n-qCKRvrZDk/TfQK3ss9y1I/AAAAAAAAC74/qpHg9VwuiZc/s320/base%2526berry2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617126587246693202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The grandparents (photo courtesy of Grant) came to watch this one.  Well, the outcome was slightly different with a loss of 14 to 6.  Tyler did get a couple outs at 2nd again and he hit a triple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6whdGuUIu0/TfQK3B8ExRI/AAAAAAAAC7w/clkW7fdDQHk/s1600/gpagma.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6whdGuUIu0/TfQK3B8ExRI/AAAAAAAAC7w/clkW7fdDQHk/s320/gpagma.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617126575767340306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bummer, I don't think my parent have yet to see a winning game.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We call this the "relative factor" and it holds true for both sets of grandparents, aunts, uncles and probably long lost cousins if they came.  Ugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u2Sj1s386yY/TfQK2sFH9YI/AAAAAAAAC7o/0QC_9XbT4kM/s1600/base%2526berry3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u2Sj1s386yY/TfQK2sFH9YI/AAAAAAAAC7o/0QC_9XbT4kM/s320/base%2526berry3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617126569899718018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant did enjoy a nice snow cone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then it was off to Roca Berry Farm to use our gift certificate for 10 pounds of strawberries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3b0fN-2Ai-A/TfQK2BvTQVI/AAAAAAAAC7g/XaBbNvJ41mc/s1600/base%2526berry4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3b0fN-2Ai-A/TfQK2BvTQVI/AAAAAAAAC7g/XaBbNvJ41mc/s320/base%2526berry4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617126558533894482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are just beginning to pick...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xGEo8baqaaE/TfQKRUS2KBI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/Q7Zp1oGaVSk/s1600/base%2526berry5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xGEo8baqaaE/TfQKRUS2KBI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/Q7Zp1oGaVSk/s320/base%2526berry5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617125927859660818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's back breaking work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bgWUIpQ3Mts/TfQKRKDyVNI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/0d6DTLo57po/s1600/base%2526berry6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bgWUIpQ3Mts/TfQKRKDyVNI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/0d6DTLo57po/s320/base%2526berry6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617125925112141010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant loved picking strawberries and asked if we could do this all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry, Grant, this only happens for 3 weeks in June.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8NQQkVmpkU/TfQKQaVDdtI/AAAAAAAAC7I/XHLdlO2HppI/s1600/base%2526berry7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8NQQkVmpkU/TfQKQaVDdtI/AAAAAAAAC7I/XHLdlO2HppI/s320/base%2526berry7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617125912299665106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nebraska is not a strawberry growing state as you can see.  I believe Tyler is holding the largest berry found for the day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4eWQb-Yj9fo/TfQKQEFL-jI/AAAAAAAAC7A/UEV8izNcbKk/s1600/base%2526berry8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4eWQb-Yj9fo/TfQKQEFL-jI/AAAAAAAAC7A/UEV8izNcbKk/s320/base%2526berry8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617125906327534130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the only photo that's not blurry of me.   It looks like I am holding cherries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5LFoGR4g7U/TfQKPrvdeuI/AAAAAAAAC64/OcWCRFubQFo/s1600/base%2526berry9.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5LFoGR4g7U/TfQKPrvdeuI/AAAAAAAAC64/OcWCRFubQFo/s320/base%2526berry9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617125899793955554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids are showing their stained hands after our picking activity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We picked 8.6 pounds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now what am I going to do with them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-8097630428110781194?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8097630428110781194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=8097630428110781194' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/8097630428110781194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/8097630428110781194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2011/06/baseball-berry-picking.html' title='Baseball &amp; Berry Picking'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wmZqUra1NMc/TfQK4AGwnSI/AAAAAAAAC8A/w4Ki13hql00/s72-c/base%2526berry1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-6641103123754094150</id><published>2011-06-10T14:37:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T15:24:45.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello again!  After the longest stint away from blogging, I thought I'd post again.  I have no excuse for not posting now that I'm finally into my second week off of work.  There are no good reasons now for my procrastination except for maybe....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4auDBxUBEho/TfJzSS9ylqI/AAAAAAAAC6w/5VYZbrBQky4/s1600/aok1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4auDBxUBEho/TfJzSS9ylqI/AAAAAAAAC6w/5VYZbrBQky4/s320/aok1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616678443450275490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyler's U14 baseball games.  This is Tyler's final year of youth sports now that he's entering high school this fall.  Tyler continues to play 2nd base and loves it.  He's had a good year "at bat", but has not hit a home run since the day Michael Jackson died.  How could I forget...two historical events in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XKVpuTJs_B8/TfJzSP8bT8I/AAAAAAAAC6o/KY_9z9wPIv4/s1600/aok3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XKVpuTJs_B8/TfJzSP8bT8I/AAAAAAAAC6o/KY_9z9wPIv4/s320/aok3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616678442639249346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Madison also finished up her soccer season playing goalie and a mid-fielder.  She loves this game and I look forward to seeing years of her playing it.  Now she's currently taking a theater class where she learned to be a glass of water on Tuesday.  This does make a mother proud.  (ha, ha)  She also is playing softball with the name Toros.  I enjoy cheering, "Go Lawnmowers!" &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2G5cORrktW0/TfJy--_gOnI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/gfL1vrtWtwE/s320/aok4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616678111671237234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grant has his sports too now, which is enough to send me completely crazy.  I did bring this on myself.  He's in his second year of Little Greens Track and will begin T-ball on Sunday.  More opportunities for scrapbooking for me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nuhn26Dg064/TfJy_VxtjZI/AAAAAAAAC6g/W-JU1oGzzow/s1600/aok2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nuhn26Dg064/TfJy_VxtjZI/AAAAAAAAC6g/W-JU1oGzzow/s320/aok2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616678117787405714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, in case you are curious, we still have Miss Penny the Shiz-tzu/Pound Puppyl  She's darn cute, but does enjoy eating Grant's shoes.  Grrr!  We just give her loads of raw hide bones and everyone is happy.  Ranger still tolerates her also.  He does look at her like, "Where do you get all your energy?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I also decided to post two things that made me happy today....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9jUygaFNEk/TfJy-caGbCI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/FRj36IbEbvg/s1600/aok5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9jUygaFNEk/TfJy-caGbCI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/FRj36IbEbvg/s320/aok5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616678102387551266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Huge sale at Bath and Body Works!  I received a wonderful gift card from my neighbor and used it on some great buys.  Woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yjUGzA756I4/TfJy-DmdWoI/AAAAAAAAC6I/EN4mm7SYvog/s1600/aok6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yjUGzA756I4/TfJy-DmdWoI/AAAAAAAAC6I/EN4mm7SYvog/s320/aok6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616678095728499330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the UPS guy delivered my Scentsy kit today!!!  Yay!  My house smells wonderful, just wish it looked wonderfully tidy too.  My web addy is http://amybroeker.scentsy.us/...if you want to check it out.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a sad note, Lincoln Public Schools lost their District Office over Memorial Day weekend.  It's unimaginable all that's lost, thankfully not my job and of course, not my classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3xaXQVuDc9U/TfJy92wFa9I/AAAAAAAAC6A/u_wq-GgNoro/s1600/aok7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3xaXQVuDc9U/TfJy92wFa9I/AAAAAAAAC6A/u_wq-GgNoro/s320/aok7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616678092279213010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still as awful sight to see, but the community will rally and all will be well again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-6641103123754094150?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6641103123754094150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=6641103123754094150' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/6641103123754094150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/6641103123754094150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-is-here.html' title='Summer is Here'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4auDBxUBEho/TfJzSS9ylqI/AAAAAAAAC6w/5VYZbrBQky4/s72-c/aok1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-6179467213377487497</id><published>2011-04-10T20:51:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T22:13:11.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Newest Member of the Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yes, I am sure you are in shock.  Not by the fact, that I got ANOTHER dog, but that I actually took the time to blog in over a month and a half.  I guess I just didn't feel like anything was newsworthy even though we've been very busy with baseball, track, Heritage School, Girl Scouts, a new student teacher in my room and logging tons of hours at Bejeweled.  I guess you could say that I've replaced that silly game with blogging.  In fact, I haven't read a blog in over a week, so if you don't read this, I am surely can not be offended.  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back in December I thought that maybe, just maybe our Miniature Schnauzer, Ranger, needed a permanent friend to play with at our home.   However,  I did NOT want to housebreak a new puppy or go through that awful chewing stage.  So, I decided to look into a pet rescue.  I found several rescues in and around Omaha and Lincoln, but they all required a huge amount of paperwork (which I filled out) and a home visit or two.  I was starting to think that adopting a real person would actually be easier.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After much work and communication with one pet rescue I learned two things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 1.  Rescue dogs can be severely needy and unstable for an active household. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 2.  Rescue dogs can be more expensive than just buying a brand new one and many aren't even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;house trained&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact, one rescue wouldn't allow us to adopt their "puppy mill" dogs due to their fear of our schnauzer and Grant.  Really...Ranger?  Grant? Okay, well yes, I can understand that concern.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's when I started to watch the website for &lt;a href="http://www.capitalhumanesociety.org/pets/dogs.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Pound Puppies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.capitalhumanesociety.org/pets/dogs.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and found this cutie.  It only took 74 visits to find a female, non-shedding dog that behaves well with children as well as gets along with other dogs.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet Princess Penelope, which we will call "Penny".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's now got her "furever" home with us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ROSDlFL0BCg/TaJfjkqigII/AAAAAAAAC50/s03PvJpdmPY/s1600/family%2B1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ROSDlFL0BCg/TaJfjkqigII/AAAAAAAAC50/s03PvJpdmPY/s320/family%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594138751889735810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had to wait an extra ten days before meeting Penny, which the shelter called "Sally Jo" due to getting Kennel Cough due to being placed in confinement.  Poor little girl!  Miss Penny is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shih&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tzu&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Shih&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tzu&lt;/span&gt; mix and arrived at the pound lost and was found wandering 16th and South Street here in Lincoln.  Her teeth tell us that she's about 1 - 2 years old and that's about all we know about her.  Apparently, her previous owners didn't microchip her, come looking for her, or even feed her very well.  She weighs about 10.5 lbs. The shelter also had to spay her, which hadn't been done before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Penny's a very timid dog and was extremely nervous when we visited her Friday night.  Then when we introduced Ranger to her, she quickly stopped shaking and she probably thought, "Oh, good, they aren't going to hurt or eat me.  They already have a dog and he's looking quite content."  That's when we knew she was the one for us.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Deciding on naming this little girl was extremely difficult.  If you saw my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; post, I received around fifty-four ideas for names.  I found a lot of them very cute including Junie B., Latte and Molly.  Tyler quickly suggested the name Penny after the Nebraska character in the sitcom "The Big Bang Theory" and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;eventually&lt;/span&gt; he won out.  I would have preferred a non-human name, sorry Penny Laschanzky (my scrapbooking friend), but everything suggested to us seemed to sound like a great person name too.  I even found a website for top dog names and saw that the name "Penny" comes in 33rd place out of a hundred for dogs.  You might want to check &lt;a href="http://www.dog-paw-print.com/names-for-dogs.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; out to see if your name is a popular choice for canines.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I thought I'd try to get some doggie photos, which proved to be a very challenging task.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mAWs4SaP0Zk/TaJfjpyhpjI/AAAAAAAAC5s/YSc5CIAQ1eo/s1600/family%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mAWs4SaP0Zk/TaJfjpyhpjI/AAAAAAAAC5s/YSc5CIAQ1eo/s320/family%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594138753265411634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No longer the "Lone" Ranger and Princess Penny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-41JdW4FCzYg/TaJfjcKIcQI/AAAAAAAAC5k/Fm8Z4Y0vKno/s1600/family%2B3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-41JdW4FCzYg/TaJfjcKIcQI/AAAAAAAAC5k/Fm8Z4Y0vKno/s320/family%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594138749606326530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oops...another miss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QkPHQdjNtpM/TaJfjC17_KI/AAAAAAAAC5c/0LlpYHSzItQ/s1600/family%2B4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QkPHQdjNtpM/TaJfjC17_KI/AAAAAAAAC5c/0LlpYHSzItQ/s320/family%2B4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594138742810737826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, two faces! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And if you are curious...Ranger is liking his new friend just fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none;" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-6179467213377487497?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6179467213377487497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=6179467213377487497' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/6179467213377487497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/6179467213377487497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2011/04/newest-member-of-family.html' title='Newest Member of the Family'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ROSDlFL0BCg/TaJfjkqigII/AAAAAAAAC50/s03PvJpdmPY/s72-c/family%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-153996639329341980</id><published>2011-02-21T19:17:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T19:43:33.148-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Presidents' Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Presidents' Day to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed your day off, if you got one.  I, myself, had an Elementary Plan Day.  So, no school for Madison today and a quiet day at work for me...cleaning my classroom and ordering supplies for the next school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say I've ever "celebrated" Presidents' Day before.  I should do something since my kids all have presidential names.  Just think of all those scrapbooking opportunities I've let go by over the years....hmmm?   Well, we did have Cherry Pancakes tonight in honor of our first fore father of our country, George Washington.  This wasn't my idea, but that of &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://e-mealz.com"&gt;E-Mealz&lt;/a&gt;. A food program that I am still loving.  Of course, the cherries were suppose to go on as the topping, but we (Andy and I) thought it would be more adventurous to put it in the pancakes or panpakes like Grant likes to call them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jITBFLdxb2I/TWMQJUZwJmI/AAAAAAAAC5E/rLFVZm94Qyw/s1600/pres%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jITBFLdxb2I/TWMQJUZwJmI/AAAAAAAAC5E/rLFVZm94Qyw/s320/pres%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576318515896395362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The batter does make for a nice looking Valentine pancake, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JsC2Lte0qsE/TWMQC52jhLI/AAAAAAAAC48/6GgUa0zmpzU/s1600/Pres%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JsC2Lte0qsE/TWMQC52jhLI/AAAAAAAAC48/6GgUa0zmpzU/s320/Pres%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576318405690229938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And boy do those cherries retain their heat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are recent photos tonight of my favorite&lt;br /&gt;Commanders in Chief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VEnPgJm07u8/TWMSeY-fjvI/AAAAAAAAC5M/Rbbpxt8PxCc/s1600/Pres%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VEnPgJm07u8/TWMSeY-fjvI/AAAAAAAAC5M/Rbbpxt8PxCc/s320/Pres%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576321076924747506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tyler - &lt;/span&gt;10th President of the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--mPCnas7A0g/TWMQCRtu8xI/AAAAAAAAC4s/tvjzNb1jtOc/s1600/Pres%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--mPCnas7A0g/TWMQCRtu8xI/AAAAAAAAC4s/tvjzNb1jtOc/s320/Pres%2B4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576318394915812114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;James &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Madison - &lt;/span&gt;4th President of the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;(Interesting fact:  James Madison married Dolley 206 years earlier on Madison's birthday, which is September 15th.)&lt;br /&gt;Now you are probably wondering why I know that weird fact?&lt;br /&gt;Wikipedia, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7kkA2zWUKiQ/TWMQCB4qjmI/AAAAAAAAC4k/5RKA1u_Iqj8/s1600/Pres%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7kkA2zWUKiQ/TWMQCB4qjmI/AAAAAAAAC4k/5RKA1u_Iqj8/s320/Pres%2B5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576318390666694242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ulysses S. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grant - &lt;/span&gt;18th President of the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't Ulysses be proud of a character like Grant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YS76KHCd8UM/TWMQB-D83pI/AAAAAAAAC4c/N5ftlWoxXf8/s1600/Pres%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YS76KHCd8UM/TWMQB-D83pI/AAAAAAAAC4c/N5ftlWoxXf8/s320/Pres%2B6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576318389640289938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pancakes were good, but I think that there would have been better flavor if I would have left the cherries for the topping.  I'll remember that next time! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none;" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-153996639329341980?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/153996639329341980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=153996639329341980' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/153996639329341980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/153996639329341980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2011/02/presidents-day.html' title='Presidents&apos; Day'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jITBFLdxb2I/TWMQJUZwJmI/AAAAAAAAC5E/rLFVZm94Qyw/s72-c/pres%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-5663588526443752463</id><published>2011-02-13T20:29:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T21:01:32.834-06:00</updated><title type='text'>February Blahs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've been having the February blahs lately, so I turn to crafting.  I created this wall art out of a kit from Archiver's.   I can't take any of the credit, it's designed by the Archiver's people, but I did adapt it to fit five pictures instead of three.  I love the color combination.  I think I may make another one too.  It was fun and pretty quick to put together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Part 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVxlKZAdUwM/TViU4pGWJNI/AAAAAAAAC4U/SFEu1KA41XY/s1600/craft%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVxlKZAdUwM/TViU4pGWJNI/AAAAAAAAC4U/SFEu1KA41XY/s320/craft%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573368239697044690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then I found the cutest &lt;a href="http://www.giverslog.com/?p=5379"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;classroom valentines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; off of a craft blog.  I bought all the supplies and found two cute girls to make them.  I helped a little, but did more of the photo taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqT3Kfwy7n0/TViU4Y-tfnI/AAAAAAAAC4M/dhizJTeQZkM/s1600/craft%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqT3Kfwy7n0/TViU4Y-tfnI/AAAAAAAAC4M/dhizJTeQZkM/s320/craft%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573368235370053234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To complete the project one needs Smarties, Lifesavers, Gum (long stick kind), string, labels and rubber bands.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t0dZo4g9vec/TViUroEaIGI/AAAAAAAAC4E/30aT0i67dxg/s1600/craft%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t0dZo4g9vec/TViUroEaIGI/AAAAAAAAC4E/30aT0i67dxg/s320/craft%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573368016082182242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then the assembly begins...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YVKdgSP0CcM/TViUrXPOb5I/AAAAAAAAC38/ckrlRrRc81o/s1600/craft%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YVKdgSP0CcM/TViUrXPOb5I/AAAAAAAAC38/ckrlRrRc81o/s320/craft%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573368011564150674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kate is a neighbor and friend of Madison's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FQmW-ggXms0/TViUrHNXH3I/AAAAAAAAC30/_siqCze0hzY/s1600/craft%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FQmW-ggXms0/TViUrHNXH3I/AAAAAAAAC30/_siqCze0hzY/s320/craft%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573368007261364082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madison and Kate were busy for over two hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sRQa58cUIeo/TViUq0kgw3I/AAAAAAAAC3s/vGW2IGQ-u-I/s1600/craft%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sRQa58cUIeo/TViUq0kgw3I/AAAAAAAAC3s/vGW2IGQ-u-I/s320/craft%2B6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573368002258191218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They made the cutest airplanes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Part 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jauIjEjX1bE/TViUqtlIP1I/AAAAAAAAC3k/sT0m7kJJc28/s1600/craft%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jauIjEjX1bE/TViUqtlIP1I/AAAAAAAAC3k/sT0m7kJJc28/s320/craft%2B7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573368000381730642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Tyler's Team B Basketball Team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They look thrilled.  I like how one (Nate) hid from getting in the photo.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teenagers are awesome to photograph...not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyler's team played on Saturday and lost 19 to 39.  Only one more game to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Part 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WSq9XGdVO30/TViUJw_Gr0I/AAAAAAAAC3U/VPeAupZR7P4/s1600/craft%2B9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WSq9XGdVO30/TViUJw_Gr0I/AAAAAAAAC3U/VPeAupZR7P4/s320/craft%2B9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573367434360303426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today was Youth Sunday at church. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madison gave the Pastoral Prayer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in front of several hundred people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0EwmluNkO6Y/TViUJkDa79I/AAAAAAAAC3M/63o_ahHbQIo/s1600/craft%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0EwmluNkO6Y/TViUJkDa79I/AAAAAAAAC3M/63o_ahHbQIo/s1600/craft%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0EwmluNkO6Y/TViUJkDa79I/AAAAAAAAC3M/63o_ahHbQIo/s320/craft%2B10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573367430888746962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was a rock star!  I am very proud of her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Part 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8-xa0tt318o/TViUJRT5TYI/AAAAAAAAC3E/IHFNqaAeEd0/s1600/craft%2B11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8-xa0tt318o/TViUJRT5TYI/AAAAAAAAC3E/IHFNqaAeEd0/s320/craft%2B11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573367425857572226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are on week 3 of &lt;a href="http://www.e-mealz.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;E-Mealz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  We did skip last week and I regretted it.  It's been very helpful in creating quick, healthy choices for the family.  No more..."What's for dinner?"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have noticed an increase in complaints from the minors in the household.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently, we've feed fish sticks, corn dogs and chicken nuggets to our kids for too long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Above is a picture of Beef Pot Pie.  It was good and brought me back to memories of those frozen Chicken Pot Pies my mom use to buy from the store. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; This was a lot better! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell me what you are doing to keep busy in this technically short (but seems forever long) month?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-5663588526443752463?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5663588526443752463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=5663588526443752463' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/5663588526443752463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/5663588526443752463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2011/02/february-blahs.html' title='February Blahs'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVxlKZAdUwM/TViU4pGWJNI/AAAAAAAAC4U/SFEu1KA41XY/s72-c/craft%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-1841469541945769925</id><published>2011-02-02T16:11:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T16:47:27.381-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowdays = Productive Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I so love snow days!  I like that I can't really go anywhere and I'm not expected to.  I dislike having a school year where I never get to use even one up.  However, I am hoping we don't exceed our 5 snow days or we will have to make them up like last year.  That's a bummer!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't blogged in a while and I'm thinking I'm losing my touch to keep it up.  There's just so much to do and so very little time it seems.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what we've been busy with lately....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyler decided to try his hand at basketball.  I was a little shocked that he's not decided that this is the sport for him in the past, but I believe a beautiful, young girl had something to do it.  Tyler has a girlfriend who loves this sport, so of course, Tyler does too.  How sweet, huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnYRTBbNeI/AAAAAAAAC24/pg5dvdRRlk4/s1600/ball%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnYRTBbNeI/AAAAAAAAC24/pg5dvdRRlk4/s320/ball%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569220205895955938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyler is number 42.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnYQtwlOdI/AAAAAAAAC2w/-17S5fkMMoI/s1600/ball2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnYQtwlOdI/AAAAAAAAC2w/-17S5fkMMoI/s320/ball2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569220195893197266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love action shots, but terrible at taking them.  I so want a Canon Rebel and a photography class to go with it.  I wish cupid would bring me one for Valentine's Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnYQROk8-I/AAAAAAAAC2o/L5b5Apo81Fo/s1600/ball%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnYQROk8-I/AAAAAAAAC2o/L5b5Apo81Fo/s320/ball%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569220188234380258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyler's played two Saturdays now and hasn't done too bad.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He scored 4 points in his first game and 2 points in the second.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnYQKYI6qI/AAAAAAAAC2g/mrMMb32HwLc/s1600/soccer%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnYQKYI6qI/AAAAAAAAC2g/mrMMb32HwLc/s320/soccer%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569220186395437730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madison got to attend a free girls' soccer clinic at the University on Saturday.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnYP19s6_I/AAAAAAAAC2Y/kFsSR1qcdKU/s1600/soccer%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnYP19s6_I/AAAAAAAAC2Y/kFsSR1qcdKU/s320/soccer%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569220180915842034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madison had no problem going alone, knowing she'll have a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnX16yUXTI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/ek7g5fgQti4/s1600/soccer%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnX16yUXTI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/ek7g5fgQti4/s320/soccer%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569219735533673778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madison dreams of playing soccer at the University.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tell her...live the dream, work hard.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd just be happy to know that she could play at a high school level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am delighted that she LOVES something this passionately, especially since it's not BOYS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnX1eIOArI/AAAAAAAAC2I/LfFmV2_hKII/s1600/blueman%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnX1eIOArI/AAAAAAAAC2I/LfFmV2_hKII/s320/blueman%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569219727840903858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andy and I got tickets at the last minute (okay, in the last 12 hours prior to the performance) to the Blue Man Group. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnX1BTr6pI/AAAAAAAAC2A/Q357ZMGcgJQ/s1600/blue%2Bman%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnX1BTr6pI/AAAAAAAAC2A/Q357ZMGcgJQ/s320/blue%2Bman%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569219720104372882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PHENOMENAL&lt;/span&gt;!  I find that kind of humor...hilarious! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnX02bFMxI/AAAAAAAAC14/7PsseqqnpN0/s1600/two%2Bdog%2Bpond%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnX02bFMxI/AAAAAAAAC14/7PsseqqnpN0/s320/two%2Bdog%2Bpond%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569219717182599954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also won my second charm from &lt;a href="http://twodogpond.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-weeks-winner-hard-on-knees.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Two Dog Pond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel a little embarrassed now, so I guess I won't be playing the game for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is so darling!  Thanks Rachel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnX0YmyI0I/AAAAAAAAC1w/_YdTGK20TCg/s1600/cupboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnX0YmyI0I/AAAAAAAAC1w/_YdTGK20TCg/s320/cupboard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569219709178618690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday, snow day #1, Andrew cleaned out cupboards and organized my spices alphabetically.  I did laundry and cleaned toilets.  Too bad this neatness can't stay this way!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnXJE3HrVI/AAAAAAAAC1o/H063MbLTmPM/s1600/cookiemaking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnXJE3HrVI/AAAAAAAAC1o/H063MbLTmPM/s320/cookiemaking.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569218965144055122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also made chocolate chip cookies.  This is how many are left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnXIxNgPmI/AAAAAAAAC1g/rmZqpHkeeyA/s1600/scrappage%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnXIxNgPmI/AAAAAAAAC1g/rmZqpHkeeyA/s320/scrappage%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569218959869230690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I organized some layouts from my last crop.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the most recent picture wise layout.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was taken on January 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, which was our very first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;snow day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnXIoXIiMI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/B4-KtAG9yRQ/s1600/scrappage%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnXIoXIiMI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/B4-KtAG9yRQ/s320/scrappage%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569218957493700802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love to do sport layouts.  I am glad Tyler decided to try basketball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I needed some more variety.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnXICUmAxI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/3cauTqThzv0/s1600/scrappage%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnXICUmAxI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/3cauTqThzv0/s320/scrappage%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569218947282502418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my favorite layout.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love Halloween and the color combinations in this design.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnXHwhXOZI/AAAAAAAAC1I/oYHVq7Z8aho/s1600/donateblood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnXHwhXOZI/AAAAAAAAC1I/oYHVq7Z8aho/s320/donateblood.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569218942504221074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andy's cousin, Janelle, called me this afternoon. She works for the Community Blood Bank. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She told me that they are in dire need of O negative blood.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I went and gave.  I got an awesome t-shirt and a free whopper at Burger King.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My snow day is now complete! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-1841469541945769925?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1841469541945769925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=1841469541945769925' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/1841469541945769925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/1841469541945769925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2011/02/snowdays-productive-days.html' title='Snowdays = Productive Days'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TUnYRTBbNeI/AAAAAAAAC24/pg5dvdRRlk4/s72-c/ball%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-8060029964272854571</id><published>2011-01-17T17:00:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T17:30:30.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Crafty Today with Spray Paint</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today is Martin Luther King's birthday (MLK), so we had the day off of school.  It's also suppose to be the saddest day of the year with holiday bills due, forever gloomy weather and broken New Year's resolutions.  Just hearing about this made me feel depressed, so I decided to do something fun and crafty.  I thought I'd decorate for Valentine's Day on a small budget.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got crazy with some spray paint...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TTTKn6w02RI/AAAAAAAAC1A/Ik2cdry_vtY/s1600/craft%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TTTKn6w02RI/AAAAAAAAC1A/Ik2cdry_vtY/s320/craft%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563294226847160594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and found some junk at the local Goodwill store.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TTTKni0gj8I/AAAAAAAAC04/2PpERNNmCTQ/s1600/craft%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TTTKni0gj8I/AAAAAAAAC04/2PpERNNmCTQ/s320/craft%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563294220420157378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This owl is kind of creepy looking, but I saw the cutest owl decorated on another blog.  I just had to copy the idea.  I wanted to find a larger owl, but this was the only one I could locate without using eBay.  He was $3.99 and in desperate need of a facelift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TTTKdPaMrMI/AAAAAAAAC0s/ZVIkpd4w-Xg/s1600/craft%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TTTKdPaMrMI/AAAAAAAAC0s/ZVIkpd4w-Xg/s320/craft%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563294043410836674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't he darling now?  Really..."Whooo do you love?"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you think his heart is little too big? I'd like to find a smaller one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To help with the the height problem, I used two vintage books from the 1950's. The Little Women one is from my grandmother.  She always wanted me to read it.  I've tried, but it's a little dull with the text being rather formal and dated.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TTTKcZtTAtI/AAAAAAAAC0k/6da9L1hmx08/s1600/craft%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TTTKcZtTAtI/AAAAAAAAC0k/6da9L1hmx08/s320/craft%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563294028995429074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, I found these metal candleholders at the Salvation Army. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; They were 99 cents each. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TTTKcKoL6XI/AAAAAAAAC0c/-hG7nTmsk4o/s1600/craft%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TTTKcKoL6XI/AAAAAAAAC0c/-hG7nTmsk4o/s320/craft%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563294024947460466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cleaned them up and changed the charms (to hearts) since some were missing from the original pieces.  I found discounted red candles at Pier One for a dollar each.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TTTKbxkZYeI/AAAAAAAAC0U/dk9TBpzyW0Y/s1600/craft%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TTTKbxkZYeI/AAAAAAAAC0U/dk9TBpzyW0Y/s320/craft%2B6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563294018220679650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I filled two jars full of clear and red stones (on sale at Hobby Lobby) to create heart trees.  One tree for school and one for home.  Madison found the twigs from behind our house that I spray painted white.  The foam hearts were hung from the branches.  I used one of the extra hearts for the owl's neck.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TTTKbtGek3I/AAAAAAAAC0M/tKv3IPEriL0/s1600/craft%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TTTKbtGek3I/AAAAAAAAC0M/tKv3IPEriL0/s320/craft%2B7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563294017021449074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't arranged the Valentine decor exactly the way I wanted yet, but you get the idea.  What a great way to celebrate MLK day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you had a fun filled, happy day also!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-8060029964272854571?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8060029964272854571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=8060029964272854571' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/8060029964272854571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/8060029964272854571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2011/01/getting-crafty-today-with-spray-paint.html' title='Getting Crafty Today with Spray Paint'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TTTKn6w02RI/AAAAAAAAC1A/Ik2cdry_vtY/s72-c/craft%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-2082863049098275233</id><published>2011-01-10T19:55:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T20:30:21.299-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year--10 Days Late</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TSu_xtvHIpI/AAAAAAAAC0A/JSk9I5GvHck/s1600/package%2Bcharm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is my first post of 2011.  As you can see...my resolution is not keeping up on my blog! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's a belated New Year's photo of two of my kiddos.  Tyler spent the evening with a friend, so he wasn't included in our New Year's fun or whatever we might call it.  This picture was taken at 11pm since we couldn't keep our eyes open for our own New Year (Central time zone).  I guess there were lots of fireworks going off around our house, but I was sound asleep at that time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TSu5Ewo3cyI/AAAAAAAACzY/3ydkplzTqhs/s1600/new%2Byear%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TSu5Ewo3cyI/AAAAAAAACzY/3ydkplzTqhs/s320/new%2Byear%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560741656345932578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I mentioned that I was going to come up with some resolutions that I could keep this year and here are a few.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TSu4-LQVtYI/AAAAAAAACzQ/VNSX0o1A2r0/s1600/new%2Byear%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TSu4-LQVtYI/AAAAAAAACzQ/VNSX0o1A2r0/s320/new%2Byear%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560741543231731074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am no longer keeping single socks around so incase we might find it's mate.  It's unbelievable how many mismatched socks we own. Of course, I did all the possible laundry before letting go of these single socks.  I used many of these for cleaning the house before pitching them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TSu499b6XCI/AAAAAAAACzI/LsfCH64j0DM/s1600/new%2Byear%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TSu499b6XCI/AAAAAAAACzI/LsfCH64j0DM/s320/new%2Byear%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560741539522173986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am also no longer picking up my husband's laundry that didn't make the hamper that is less than a foot away.  He crabbed at me the other day for taking his pants to the laundry room that had his wallet and keys in them.  Then he realized that they were actually in a pile on the floor...untouched by me.  He can now trip over them until he decides they should be put in their rightful spot.  Now if I could only do this with the kids' laundry in their rooms.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My last resolution has to do with the toilet (no photo).  I thought I'd spare you the sight of one.  Yuck!  Well, I can't stand seeing an open toilet seat, so I'd always yell..."Who left the seat up??"  This went on with me just getting crabby and the toilet still remaining open, so now I am committed to just putting the lid down by myself.  Stress be gone.  Ha!  So, with these resolutions I can say that yes, I am still committed and living up to them!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This sure beats trying my hand at weight loss, exercising or eating a balanced meal! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note...I won a contest!   I love charms and found yet another gal, Rachel, who makes them.  &lt;a href="http://twodogpond.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-weeks-winner-taking-zen-approach.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Two Dog Pond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has a weekly contest to come up with a title to the photo she displays on her blog on Mondays.  The winner is announced on Fridays and I was picked this past week.  Yay!  The charm came in today's mail.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TSu_xtvHIpI/AAAAAAAAC0A/JSk9I5GvHck/s1600/package%2Bcharm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TSu_xtvHIpI/AAAAAAAAC0A/JSk9I5GvHck/s320/package%2Bcharm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560749025730699922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TSu49cDq7mI/AAAAAAAACzA/Ko_-sm-Kfsg/s1600/new%2Byear%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TSu49IrXCLI/AAAAAAAACy4/T-1LibcRDSA/s1600/new%2Byear%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TSu49IrXCLI/AAAAAAAACy4/T-1LibcRDSA/s320/new%2Byear%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560741525359888562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TSu48np5eOI/AAAAAAAACyw/4Eo057GWaZ0/s1600/new%2Byear%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TSu48np5eOI/AAAAAAAACyw/4Eo057GWaZ0/s320/new%2Byear%2B6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560741516495386850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My quote for the little boy in a tutu reads "After enlightenment, then laundry".  It's a Zen Proverb that I found online.  I thought it was fitting with the laundry hanging on the line behind the boy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was also a snow day, our first for the school year.  Very exciting and good to have one since Grant was throwing up at two in the morning.  His bug was short lived (thankfully) and hopefully self-contained.  This allowed me to sleep in, which I thoroughly enjoyed!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We probably received 8 to 10 inches of snow.  The kids scooped the walks and did some sledding by our house.  Another opportunity for some snow scrapping photos! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TSu89YtJYYI/AAAAAAAACzg/e2--9lvh7rs/s320/DSC06965.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560745927708860802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TSu-RJcwq1I/AAAAAAAACz4/jUhhZEE4JiA/s320/DSC06984.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560747366722612050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; I love this last photo of Grant.  It makes his eyes look so big! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TSu89ixAISI/AAAAAAAACzo/OJvtiG9mVqU/s320/DSC06972.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560745930409386274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-2082863049098275233?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/2082863049098275233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=2082863049098275233' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/2082863049098275233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/2082863049098275233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year-10-days-late.html' title='Happy New Year--10 Days Late'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TSu5Ewo3cyI/AAAAAAAACzY/3ydkplzTqhs/s72-c/new%2Byear%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-3846725547551398434</id><published>2010-12-31T19:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T19:43:17.805-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Eve 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Happy New Year's Eve to you!  Hard to believe that yet another year has passed and I still think it's weird to write twenty-ten for the date.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past two years, I've chosen a "word" for the year.  Last year's word was &lt;i&gt;organize&lt;/i&gt;, which made me think I did any thing but that, so I'm not choosing a word this time, definitely not this year.  Instead, I'm going to come up with New Year's Resolutions that I can truly keep.  I might already be doing them, so I think I'll stick with something positive and obtainable.  Really...isn't obtainable the key to success and I don't want a repeat of last year.  Organize?  Smorganize! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did get one project done, thanks to my hubby, that I decided to do back in 2007, 2006 or 2005....put knobs on the cupboards in the kitchen.  We've lived eight years without and I knew I wanted to say at least one thing I accomplished while on winter break.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Before&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TR6DQRE8VeI/AAAAAAAACyo/UT5M9wlQQnw/s1600/new%2Byears%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TR6DQRE8VeI/AAAAAAAACyo/UT5M9wlQQnw/s320/new%2Byears%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557023305707050466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;After&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TR6C89hzJnI/AAAAAAAACyg/RJwyUes4NeM/s1600/New%2Byears%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TR6C89hzJnI/AAAAAAAACyg/RJwyUes4NeM/s320/New%2Byears%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557022974041859698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Before &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TR6C8mPLG6I/AAAAAAAACyY/we55I7opx7I/s1600/new%2Byears%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TR6C8mPLG6I/AAAAAAAACyY/we55I7opx7I/s320/new%2Byears%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557022967789722530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;After  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TR6C8QCU31I/AAAAAAAACyQ/oOo-R8cP15Y/s320/new%2Byears%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557022961830256466" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thank you, Lisa Ford, the the use of the template.  It came in handy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Year's Eve&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TR6C8QCU31I/AAAAAAAACyQ/oOo-R8cP15Y/s1600/new%2Byears%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TR6C8Bp6hAI/AAAAAAAACyI/M1ehD9mMKhM/s1600/new%2Byears%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TR6C8Bp6hAI/AAAAAAAACyI/M1ehD9mMKhM/s320/new%2Byears%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557022957969769474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We decided to eat out at Mazatlan tonight for dinner.  Tyler had a New Year's social obligation, so he didn't dine with us.  Madison got a darling new haircut, which I love!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grant ate a ton of cheese tonight.  He's going to "bound up" until mid-February. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TR6C72WbjqI/AAAAAAAACyA/sfmtdcE5bAM/s1600/New%2Byears%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TR6C72WbjqI/AAAAAAAACyA/sfmtdcE5bAM/s320/New%2Byears%2B6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557022954935258786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, what are you doing to ring in the New Year?  Any resolutions for 2011?  I'll post mine tomorrow!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have a safe and happy 2011!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-3846725547551398434?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3846725547551398434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=3846725547551398434' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3846725547551398434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3846725547551398434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-years-eve-2010.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve 2010'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TR6DQRE8VeI/AAAAAAAACyo/UT5M9wlQQnw/s72-c/new%2Byears%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-4429736624847825685</id><published>2010-12-27T21:02:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T22:16:04.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Days of Holiday Craziness Completed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This whole taking five photos a day was a wee bit adventurous for one working mom like myself.  Let's say I didn't get it done, but I did figure out a photo for each day and I, of course, wouldn't want to disappoint you without completing the project, so here I go.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I bought six fabulous holiday cookies and thought how cute would that look if I was trying to make a cookies for Santa photo.  Since Christmas is still fifteen days away, I happily consumed it for Santa.  I can't say that I needed the calories more than Santa either! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlWZwveQII/AAAAAAAACx4/IpYZEQb72tY/s1600/December%2B17th.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlWZs6NPxI/AAAAAAAACxw/gPnF49K7N4Q/s1600/December%2B10th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlWZs6NPxI/AAAAAAAACxw/gPnF49K7N4Q/s320/December%2B10th.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555566614890233618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;It was a weekend of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt; bliss with some of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt; friends...Angie, Amy and Kristi.  We are wearing red waxed lips that were leftover from our last crop.  We are always creating photo opportunities to scrap, of course! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlWMIyQGhI/AAAAAAAACxo/vucr94io_T0/s1600/December%2B11th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlWMIyQGhI/AAAAAAAACxo/vucr94io_T0/s320/December%2B11th.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555566381854890514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;We attended &lt;i&gt;A Christmas Tale&lt;/i&gt; performed at Calvary Community Church, which our neighbor kids (the Blacks) each were a part of.  They are one cute family and we are fortunate to be their neighbor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlWMIqTe4I/AAAAAAAACxg/yw9_oZG85Sg/s1600/December%2B12th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlWMIqTe4I/AAAAAAAACxg/yw9_oZG85Sg/s320/December%2B12th.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555566381821557634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I caught my co-worker, Katie, confiscating computer mice and gaming controls from my classroom.  Oh, '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tis&lt;/span&gt; the season of naughtiness!  BTW, she wasn't taking them away from me! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlWL_TsWcI/AAAAAAAACxY/VGa-ufJWVPE/s1600/December%2B13th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlWL_TsWcI/AAAAAAAACxY/VGa-ufJWVPE/s320/December%2B13th.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555566379310799298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Andy and I went shopping by ourselves and it was incredibly peaceful.  I found ready to eat fruitcake on the shelves of Hy-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Vee&lt;/span&gt; and asked Andy to hold it up for a photo.  Think of the possible titles for this picture?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlWLsE0P-I/AAAAAAAACxQ/1JBItuhwgJg/s1600/December%2B14th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlWLsE0P-I/AAAAAAAACxQ/1JBItuhwgJg/s320/December%2B14th.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555566374148128738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This is what it's like to go shopping with a teenage boy...not a lot of conversation going on.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlWLX-DB4I/AAAAAAAACxI/u72DAsvdPYs/s1600/December%2B15th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlWLX-DB4I/AAAAAAAACxI/u72DAsvdPYs/s320/December%2B15th.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555566368751028098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I don't have permission to take this child's photo, so I deleted his face.  I thought it was sweet that he brought his homemade nativity set made by his grandma for Show and Tell.  I so love when kids want to share their stories with the class.  Such a proud moment for a five year old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlUeXZ9GRI/AAAAAAAACxA/feHWFfZXUAE/s1600/December%2B16th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlUeXZ9GRI/AAAAAAAACxA/feHWFfZXUAE/s320/December%2B16th.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555564495993903378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;It's the Campbell Christmas party at Rosie's house.  I did take a picture of Rosie (the hostess) and many of her beautiful home, but I knew my two blogging friends (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Mindee&lt;/span&gt; and Tracey) would be the only ones to look at this blog.  It only made sense to use their photos! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlWZwveQII/AAAAAAAACx4/IpYZEQb72tY/s320/December%2B17th.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555566615918952578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I couldn't decide, so I'm posting two photos.  My sister, Jill, and her family stop by on their way to my parent's house to let their dog run around and to let the kids stretch their legs.  Jill is newly engaged and marrying a very nice man named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Mirvin&lt;/span&gt;.  This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Mirvin's&lt;/span&gt; son, Matthew, with Grant in the below photo.  Aren't they the cutest??  Now Grant finally has a cousin that's just his age!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlUeDXATII/AAAAAAAACw4/E-VNyld05U4/s1600/December%2B17th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlUeDXATII/AAAAAAAACw4/E-VNyld05U4/s320/December%2B17th.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555564490612821122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then I needed to add the photo of Madison at the Nutcracker.  I have been waiting for years to take her...just a mother/daughter bonding event.  I can't say it was much to Madison's liking.  She yawned a lot and said to me after the first applause, "So, there's no talking, huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlUdwLFe5I/AAAAAAAACww/0IC7F5i5Ucg/s1600/December%2B18th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlUdwLFe5I/AAAAAAAACww/0IC7F5i5Ucg/s320/December%2B18th.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555564485462555538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I normally don't post my picture, but I thought this was a decent one of me.  I love my new lime green vest from my parents.  A vest from the Vest's....clever, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlUdnDH2rI/AAAAAAAACwo/bvdUCrD9ElU/s1600/December%2B19th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlUdnDH2rI/AAAAAAAACwo/bvdUCrD9ElU/s320/December%2B19th.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555564483013237426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;It's Girl Scout meeting night and the Cookie Train Car is complete.  It is all totally the girls' idea and looks just like the girls made it, which is should.  You should see our competition, some look like architects constructed theirs!  I'll post pictures after the event on December 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlUdAuNc6I/AAAAAAAACwg/5KMlk_f3hwc/s1600/December%2B20th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlUdAuNc6I/AAAAAAAACwg/5KMlk_f3hwc/s320/December%2B20th.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555564472724976546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 21st&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I couldn't find much to photograph, but is this not the prettiest present?  It's a watch for Madison that I bought at my new favorite store called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Blu&lt;/span&gt; Velvet.  I heart that shop!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlT1O_RWdI/AAAAAAAACwY/19nk2O6UiCg/s1600/December%2B21st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlT1O_RWdI/AAAAAAAACwY/19nk2O6UiCg/s320/December%2B21st.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555563789359864274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 22&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Yup, you got it.  Tattoo time once again.  Little did I know that foot tattoos fade and sometimes need to be re-done.  So, I scheduled the tattoo project after my last day of work, so I could recoup over break.  Nothing says the holidays like a new tattoo!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlT0_tLQgI/AAAAAAAACwQ/5h2uLE-i_fY/s1600/December%2B22nd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlT0_tLQgI/AAAAAAAACwQ/5h2uLE-i_fY/s320/December%2B22nd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555563785257435650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 23rd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;We did some holiday light driving in Lincoln.  This particular house made the news and definitely resembles the Griswold's house in my book!  I wonder how much their electric bill spikes for the month of December?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlT0hFgbAI/AAAAAAAACwI/JpgYx0W2m1g/s1600/December%2B23rd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlT0hFgbAI/AAAAAAAACwI/JpgYx0W2m1g/s320/December%2B23rd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555563777037986818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;We spent our first Christmas Eve alone this year.  We knew that we were, so we eagerly (okay, I eagerly) signed up the whole family to usher at the 6:30 service.  We go to a very big church with five Christmas Eve services. We were expecting to serve about 5,000 people since last year's record was around 4,300 with extremely bad weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlT0YHE7fI/AAAAAAAACwA/gLi6IwKrWyc/s1600/December%2B24th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlT0YHE7fI/AAAAAAAACwA/gLi6IwKrWyc/s320/December%2B24th.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555563774628654578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I chose this photo since I thought it was a wonderful idea of Grandpa's.  Grandpa Tracy had five coffee cups full of change just lying around his house and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;graciously&lt;/span&gt; gave each &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;grandkid&lt;/span&gt; a mug.  The rule is that each grandchild must take their change and find a way to help someone else.  They can't keep it.  The money could be given to a food pantry, purchase a gift for a child off of a wishing tree or simply put it in the kettle for the Salvation Army.  Each &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;grandkid&lt;/span&gt; is suppose to report next Christmas what they did with the money.  The coffee mugs had approximately $44 - $53 in each of them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlT0QoybII/AAAAAAAACv4/2eFOJqdRp94/s1600/December%2B25th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlT0QoybII/AAAAAAAACv4/2eFOJqdRp94/s320/December%2B25th.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555563772622564482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to you all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-4429736624847825685?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4429736624847825685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=4429736624847825685' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4429736624847825685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4429736624847825685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/12/25-days-of-holiday-craziness-completed.html' title='25 Days of Holiday Craziness Completed'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TRlWZs6NPxI/AAAAAAAACxw/gPnF49K7N4Q/s72-c/December%2B10th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-4822290895280382711</id><published>2010-12-14T20:35:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T20:57:18.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated Holiday Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 7 - December 7th (of course) - Holiday Decor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could not find much to take pictures of, so I took photos around the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQgqdXpY0BI/AAAAAAAACvo/fCnBiwnGFwA/s1600/Dec%2B7A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQgqdXpY0BI/AAAAAAAACvo/fCnBiwnGFwA/s320/Dec%2B7A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550733224786317330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids made a tree with presents out of clay, which is now displayed proudly at our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQgqXO398PI/AAAAAAAACvg/Rt7vZuj95pU/s1600/Dec%2B7B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQgqXO398PI/AAAAAAAACvg/Rt7vZuj95pU/s320/Dec%2B7B.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550733119352336626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my favorite nativity set that I purchased in 1988 on a trip to Mexico.  I was a senior in high school and went with my Spanish class.  I love the look of this nativity!  I know I've posted this &lt;a href="http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2009/12/days-351-355.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...this year minus the rubber lizard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQgqW2EsNLI/AAAAAAAACvY/8AhxxDpObBs/s1600/Dec%2B7C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQgqW2EsNLI/AAAAAAAACvY/8AhxxDpObBs/s320/Dec%2B7C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550733112694813874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another family favorite...1950 Choir Boys.  These little guys once sold for 29 cents each with the bottom still marked.  They were purchased from my great-grandmother's pharmacy in Iowa.  I still have a photo of my Dad at Christmas with these boys sitting in the background. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQgqWnLOReI/AAAAAAAACvQ/cymC5kdf0EI/s1600/Dec%2B7D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQgqWnLOReI/AAAAAAAACvQ/cymC5kdf0EI/s320/Dec%2B7D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550733108695680482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Christmas tree this year.  We decided to only put one up and we went with the vintage looking one since it goes with my "theme".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 8 - December 8th - Letters to Santa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQgqV4pxFFI/AAAAAAAACvA/IwIzHWrxiys/s1600/Dec%2B8A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQgqV4pxFFI/AAAAAAAACvA/IwIzHWrxiys/s320/Dec%2B8A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550733096207324242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I asked the kids to write a letter to Santa for this photo.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another night of no time to be creative! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQgp-bZL-MI/AAAAAAAACu4/TIshyeyxgeA/s1600/Dec%2B8%2BB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQgp-bZL-MI/AAAAAAAACu4/TIshyeyxgeA/s320/Dec%2B8%2BB.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550732693216164034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant drew pictures and asked Madison to write "I am good".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQgp-AcoixI/AAAAAAAACuw/1NdtviL4HIU/s1600/Dec%2B8%2BC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQgp-AcoixI/AAAAAAAACuw/1NdtviL4HIU/s320/Dec%2B8%2BC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550732685982862098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyler is asking for basketball shoes.  If you click on his picture to enlarge, you see he has errors in the Dear Santa.  Thank goodness for computers and spell check! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 9th - School Chorus Performance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQgp9_uZ0eI/AAAAAAAACuo/3g8Bs95xKm4/s1600/Dec%2B9A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQgp9_uZ0eI/AAAAAAAACuo/3g8Bs95xKm4/s320/Dec%2B9A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550732685788959202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madison decided to give chorus a try this year.  Tyler did not go out for chorus in grade school, so this was a new experience for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQgp9TbPfFI/AAAAAAAACug/evzrYMl7dmg/s1600/Dec%2B9%2BB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQgp9TbPfFI/AAAAAAAACug/evzrYMl7dmg/s320/Dec%2B9%2BB.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550732673897430098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madison had a part in ringing a cow bell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQgp9fYQ5qI/AAAAAAAACuY/Gw_PU_xh7yI/s1600/Dec%2B9%2BC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQgp9fYQ5qI/AAAAAAAACuY/Gw_PU_xh7yI/s320/Dec%2B9%2BC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550732677106165410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No solos for her, but she did get to be a ding-a-ling! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ps.  Did you notice I didn't get 5 pictures a day?  This is extremely hard to do!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-4822290895280382711?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4822290895280382711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=4822290895280382711' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4822290895280382711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4822290895280382711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/12/updated-holiday-pics.html' title='Updated Holiday Pics'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQgqdXpY0BI/AAAAAAAACvo/fCnBiwnGFwA/s72-c/Dec%2B7A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-3570118506531539037</id><published>2010-12-09T20:43:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T21:05:58.092-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Holiday Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 4 - December 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGVF0KJEEI/AAAAAAAACuQ/GUxA7Lft434/s1600/Day%2B4%2B-%2BA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGVF0KJEEI/AAAAAAAACuQ/GUxA7Lft434/s320/Day%2B4%2B-%2BA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548880143030227010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our neighbors, Dick and Sara, always have an Open House the first Saturday in December.  They invite their friends, family and, of course, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Broekers&lt;/span&gt; who live two houses down.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGVFVgT7LI/AAAAAAAACuI/DGSfiOeGtwQ/s1600/Day%2B4%2B-%2BB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGVFVgT7LI/AAAAAAAACuI/DGSfiOeGtwQ/s320/Day%2B4%2B-%2BB.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548880134801714354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Their home is like a photo out of &lt;i&gt;Better Homes and Gardens.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am not kidding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGVFNvrqtI/AAAAAAAACuA/GDuX157j98c/s1600/Day%2B4%2B-%2BC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGVFNvrqtI/AAAAAAAACuA/GDuX157j98c/s320/Day%2B4%2B-%2BC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548880132718701266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every corner is just beautiful! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGVEwHgD4I/AAAAAAAACt4/T9Jb1FVTmX4/s1600/Day%2B4%2B-%2BD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGVEwHgD4I/AAAAAAAACt4/T9Jb1FVTmX4/s320/Day%2B4%2B-%2BD.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548880124765540226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of beautiful...our Girl Scout Troop #365 drove to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Elkhorn&lt;/span&gt; and visited Clara's Closet.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls brought their moms for some dress up fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGVEXrVqYI/AAAAAAAACtw/FVw7fmzp-i4/s1600/Day%2B4%2B-%2BE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGVEXrVqYI/AAAAAAAACtw/FVw7fmzp-i4/s320/Day%2B4%2B-%2BE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548880118204967298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The activity included picking out the "just right" outfit complete with a makeover, runway walk, photo shoot, autographs and cookies.  What more could a ten year ask for??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 5 - December 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGUpxV2C4I/AAAAAAAACto/Hx8XzmOWPBI/s1600/Day%2B5%2B-%2BA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGUpxV2C4I/AAAAAAAACto/Hx8XzmOWPBI/s320/Day%2B5%2B-%2BA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548879661237668738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Second Sunday in Advent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGUpsHScxI/AAAAAAAACtg/toB8R70JPHM/s1600/Day%2B5%2B-%2BB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGUpsHScxI/AAAAAAAACtg/toB8R70JPHM/s320/Day%2B5%2B-%2BB.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548879659834438418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This nativity is in the youth center and I thought it was funny that there's a Halloween decoration sitting behind it.  It shows that middle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;schoolers&lt;/span&gt; decorated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGUpKoeyvI/AAAAAAAACtY/su0VueKXNVk/s1600/Day%2B5%2B-%2BC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGUpKoeyvI/AAAAAAAACtY/su0VueKXNVk/s320/Day%2B5%2B-%2BC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548879650846853874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Brrr&lt;/span&gt;....it's cold outside!  Andy and Tyler were determined to get those lights up.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGUo7YdDlI/AAAAAAAACtQ/cN3r9bPO3IM/s1600/Day%2B5%2B-%2BD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGUo7YdDlI/AAAAAAAACtQ/cN3r9bPO3IM/s320/Day%2B5%2B-%2BD.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548879646753099346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our third year using my homemade yard sign.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are a perfect bunch of flakes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGUogV91_I/AAAAAAAACtI/uvypERtsIzo/s1600/Day%2B5%2B-%2BE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGUogV91_I/AAAAAAAACtI/uvypERtsIzo/s320/Day%2B5%2B-%2BE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548879639494907890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant decorated the ledge that leads downstairs all by himself.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom takes a deep breath!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGUNN1ZVgI/AAAAAAAACtA/xpnkX5eXL-Q/s1600/Day%2B6%2B-%2BA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGUNN1ZVgI/AAAAAAAACtA/xpnkX5eXL-Q/s320/Day%2B6%2B-%2BA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548879170669991426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our front door looks like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 6 - December 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGUM8c60FI/AAAAAAAACs4/un8B4DWm1As/s1600/Day%2B6%2B-%2BB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGUM8c60FI/AAAAAAAACs4/un8B4DWm1As/s320/Day%2B6%2B-%2BB.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548879166003925074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is my practicum student, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kayte&lt;/span&gt; Kerr's last day in kindergarten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids made her a book and we gave the one she's holding.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miss Kerr will be missed!  She is a phenomenal teacher!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGUMRD30xI/AAAAAAAACsw/5YBEUHxB4OA/s1600/Day%2B6%2B-%2BC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGUMRD30xI/AAAAAAAACsw/5YBEUHxB4OA/s320/Day%2B6%2B-%2BC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548879154356146962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andy and Tyler worked out at the "Y".  So I said, "Please take the camera.  I'm having a difficult time getting five photos a day." :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGUMDbHtiI/AAAAAAAACso/-KU90AzMVdA/s1600/Day%2B6%2B-%2BD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGUMDbHtiI/AAAAAAAACso/-KU90AzMVdA/s320/Day%2B6%2B-%2BD.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548879150695560738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had our Monday night Girl Scout meeting, which I almost forgot about.  We are decorating our train car for the cookie kick-off next month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are you ready for some Girl Scout cookies??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGUL__hggI/AAAAAAAACsg/XNiy6ockzs8/s1600/Day%2B6%2B-%2BE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGUL__hggI/AAAAAAAACsg/XNiy6ockzs8/s320/Day%2B6%2B-%2BE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548879149774504450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every year (for the past three), I purchase a set of holiday towels.  Madison picked out this year's "Naughty and Nice" towels.  So cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-3570118506531539037?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3570118506531539037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=3570118506531539037' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3570118506531539037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3570118506531539037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/12/more-holiday-photos.html' title='More Holiday Photos'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TQGVF0KJEEI/AAAAAAAACuQ/GUxA7Lft434/s72-c/Day%2B4%2B-%2BA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-2663207607235743161</id><published>2010-12-03T23:13:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T23:49:51.928-06:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Days of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;After being inspired by &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://aliedwards.com"&gt;Ali Edwards&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I decided to try my hand at the 25 days of Christmas.  I have an upcoming scrapbooking retreat next weekend and thought it would be a fun challenge.  I am using vintage paper and giving a hint of antiquing to all of my photos.  I've chosen 5 photos for each day with a Christmas type theme.  I'm going to try to post daily, but with how hectic life is (you can see by the photos), I'm not making any promises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1 - December 1st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnQZj_hMhI/AAAAAAAACsY/k8Z071YqAPQ/s1600/Dec%2B1%2B-%2BA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnQZj_hMhI/AAAAAAAACsY/k8Z071YqAPQ/s320/Dec%2B1%2B-%2BA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546693553660441106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had "Souper Santa" tonight at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnPW8TJOFI/AAAAAAAACro/lAOoXCD4nWQ/s1600/Dec%2B1%2B-%2BB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnPW8TJOFI/AAAAAAAACro/lAOoXCD4nWQ/s320/Dec%2B1%2B-%2BB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546692409133971538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andy wants to know how long I'm going to make Tyler have his picture taken with Santa.  I'm thinking twenty-two?  That's not too unrealistic, is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnPWPzA61I/AAAAAAAACrg/qsv5Xgk9wHA/s1600/Dec%2B1%2B-%2BC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnPWPzA61I/AAAAAAAACrg/qsv5Xgk9wHA/s320/Dec%2B1%2B-%2BC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546692397188049746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A cool tree at church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnPULqyX4I/AAAAAAAACrY/OwMGmBbisQ4/s1600/Dec%2B1%2B-%2BD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnPULqyX4I/AAAAAAAACrY/OwMGmBbisQ4/s320/Dec%2B1%2B-%2BD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546692361720061826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The start of our Advent Calendars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnPTL8m0pI/AAAAAAAACrQ/pqgr17Sw-Ko/s1600/Dec%2B1%2B-%2BE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnPTL8m0pI/AAAAAAAACrQ/pqgr17Sw-Ko/s320/Dec%2B1%2B-%2BE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546692344614933138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I purchased an evergreen spray from my neighbor boy who's selling them for the Boy Scouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 - December 2nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnO1PTfdDI/AAAAAAAACrI/uEnSyLecNoo/s1600/Dec%2B2%2B-%2BA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnO1PTfdDI/AAAAAAAACrI/uEnSyLecNoo/s320/Dec%2B2%2B-%2BA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546691830120150066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since we didn't have company over Thanksgiving, I made door decorations with my Cricut.&lt;br /&gt;I love snow globes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnOzyBfU3I/AAAAAAAACrA/dNdUSh04wBw/s1600/Dec%2B2%2B-%2BB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnOzyBfU3I/AAAAAAAACrA/dNdUSh04wBw/s320/Dec%2B2%2B-%2BB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546691805080146802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My aunt and uncle asked me to come over and take their Christmas card pictures.  Calvin and Jalaine live just down the street from me, so it was no problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnOy22MfWI/AAAAAAAACq4/GadWzYtc4GE/s1600/Dec%2B2%2B-%2BC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnOy22MfWI/AAAAAAAACq4/GadWzYtc4GE/s320/Dec%2B2%2B-%2BC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546691789195083106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jalaine and Calvin's dog, Rocky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnOxtUByvI/AAAAAAAACqw/EJiuZEDfvaQ/s1600/Dec%2B2%2B-%2BD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnOxtUByvI/AAAAAAAACqw/EJiuZEDfvaQ/s320/Dec%2B2%2B-%2BD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546691769455987442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jalaine's beautiful nativity, which is similar to mine, but has more pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnOxFDlniI/AAAAAAAACqo/nS3R6g2lOJQ/s1600/Dec%2B2%2B-%2BE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnOxFDlniI/AAAAAAAACqo/nS3R6g2lOJQ/s320/Dec%2B2%2B-%2BE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546691758649613858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tried to take some outside photos, but I wasn't too successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3 - December 3rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnOZ_kpcJI/AAAAAAAACqg/0O7ZYzSsi4M/s1600/Dec%2B3%2B-%2BA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnOZ_kpcJI/AAAAAAAACqg/0O7ZYzSsi4M/s320/Dec%2B3%2B-%2BA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546691362040672402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Writer's Workshop is all about the holidays.  I just can't escape it...excitement and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnOZpmyw_I/AAAAAAAACqY/ItVhUqqKS_0/s1600/Dec%2B3%2B-%2BB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnOZpmyw_I/AAAAAAAACqY/ItVhUqqKS_0/s320/Dec%2B3%2B-%2BB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546691356144092146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Patty's Attic had their holiday open house.  They had all of their shopping by candle light, which created a warm, holiday feel.  This little elf on a shelf asked me to adopt him, so I did.  I think I'll name him Elvis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnOZSFcOXI/AAAAAAAACqQ/g2CTmvTIUZE/s1600/Dec%2B3%2B-%2BC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnOZSFcOXI/AAAAAAAACqQ/g2CTmvTIUZE/s320/Dec%2B3%2B-%2BC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546691349830187378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trader Joe's just opened in Lincoln and we were excited to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnOZAh_8RI/AAAAAAAACqI/ApgsnKyNNUY/s1600/Dec%2B3%2B-%2BD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnOZAh_8RI/AAAAAAAACqI/ApgsnKyNNUY/s320/Dec%2B3%2B-%2BD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546691345118130450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They had a 13 inch gingerbread boy kit for $3.99.  It came already in one ready to decorate piece of gingerbread with frosting, sprinkles and M &amp;amp; M's.  Very cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnOYtW4yrI/AAAAAAAACqA/rmh8igGPtLc/s1600/Dec%2B3%2B-%2BE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnOYtW4yrI/AAAAAAAACqA/rmh8igGPtLc/s320/Dec%2B3%2B-%2BE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546691339971250866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My apologies for this graphic aftermath of the poor gingerbread boy!&lt;br /&gt;Gingerbread carnage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none;" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-2663207607235743161?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/2663207607235743161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=2663207607235743161' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/2663207607235743161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/2663207607235743161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/12/25-days-of-christmas.html' title='25 Days of Christmas'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TPnQZj_hMhI/AAAAAAAACsY/k8Z071YqAPQ/s72-c/Dec%2B1%2B-%2BA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-3672411701336145039</id><published>2010-11-25T20:54:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T23:02:01.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving is Cancelled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I woke up Wednesday morning at 4:40 am to the sounds of vomiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant got sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bless his little heart, he hit the trash can too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Darn it, what terrible timing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No Thanksgiving at the Broeker household this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That means no sister and family, no parents and no sister 'n law and nephew coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I pouted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got mad about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I wondered what to do with a 18 lb. turkey that was thawed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't re-freeze and don't want to eat poultry for a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO8iBsDz1KI/AAAAAAAACp4/3HtvwCg-qdA/s1600/thanksgiving%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO8iBsDz1KI/AAAAAAAACp4/3HtvwCg-qdA/s320/thanksgiving%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543687078718723234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I realized that the Matt Talbot Kitchen and Outreach could use it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They took it with much gratitude and thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's what Thanksgiving is all about.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Think of others and realizing life could be so much worse than the darn stomach flu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO8iBSERT8I/AAAAAAAACpw/y6IesYHzwP0/s1600/thanks%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO8iBSERT8I/AAAAAAAACpw/y6IesYHzwP0/s320/thanks%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543687071741333442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After work on Wednesday, I went holiday grocery shopping (again) and bought 5 Banquet dinners and told the kids we were eating these yummy, little numbers instead.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They cost eighty-eight cents each.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They didn't say anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They accepted the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was disappointed.  No reaction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, I did purchase a turkey breast too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO8iAyx5vFI/AAAAAAAACpo/HEzHnUEOFP4/s1600/thanks%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO8iAyx5vFI/AAAAAAAACpo/HEzHnUEOFP4/s320/thanks%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543687063342791762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before cooking photo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO8hwIrVtII/AAAAAAAACpg/gQczKHSTu74/s1600/thanks%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO8hwIrVtII/AAAAAAAACpg/gQczKHSTu74/s320/thanks%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543686777163068546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After cooking photo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO8hv93hgVI/AAAAAAAACpY/0XVuE9uSpvQ/s1600/thanks%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO8hv93hgVI/AAAAAAAACpY/0XVuE9uSpvQ/s320/thanks%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543686774261383506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then it was time to eat and this is what Tyler looked like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;White and fatigued.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He didn't eat the Thanksgiving meal and took a nap instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good news...he never threw up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO8hviO5jtI/AAAAAAAACpQ/EFHTv9XtZX8/s1600/thanks%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO8hviO5jtI/AAAAAAAACpQ/EFHTv9XtZX8/s320/thanks%2B6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543686766843236050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madison enjoyed pumpkin pie with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO8hvbpguvI/AAAAAAAACpI/zjCpk5hc8HM/s1600/thanks%2B7%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO8hvbpguvI/AAAAAAAACpI/zjCpk5hc8HM/s320/thanks%2B7%2B.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543686765075806962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The house was the quietest it's ever been for a holiday.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were only five of us and it was peaceful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots of sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO8hu8FmOdI/AAAAAAAACpA/BLS2x3NiEnE/s1600/thanks%2B8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO8hu8FmOdI/AAAAAAAACpA/BLS2x3NiEnE/s320/thanks%2B8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543686756603673042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And time to wear my favorite, lime green, comfy socks with nothing to do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you all had a relaxing, peaceful and joyous holiday with much to be thankful for! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-3672411701336145039?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3672411701336145039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=3672411701336145039' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3672411701336145039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3672411701336145039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-is-cancelled.html' title='Thanksgiving is Cancelled'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO8iBsDz1KI/AAAAAAAACp4/3HtvwCg-qdA/s72-c/thanksgiving%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-3588520331331418363</id><published>2010-11-24T22:19:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T22:37:47.667-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Already 14?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO3kdZoEFhI/AAAAAAAACoo/6zU-QknGp7A/s1600/tyler%2Bone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO3kdZoEFhI/AAAAAAAACoo/6zU-QknGp7A/s320/tyler%2Bone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543337910109214226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyler celebrated his fourteen birthday yesterday, which I for one can not believe.&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated by picking up PJ's Babycakes for him.&lt;br /&gt;They are topped with his favorite candy...Butterfingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO3kMPTb3kI/AAAAAAAACoY/aAm30O0nRv0/s1600/tyler%2Btwo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO3kMPTb3kI/AAAAAAAACoY/aAm30O0nRv0/s320/tyler%2Btwo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543337615280561730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andy was in charge of Tyler's birthday this year, so the pictures aren't really to my liking because I didn't take them, obviously.   Tyler chose to take five friends out to eat at Cici's Pizza.  No photos, of course, for odd reason guys don't like taking pictures? Crazy, I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO3kLE233HI/AAAAAAAACoQ/EWt4KD4cLtA/s1600/tyler%2Bthree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO3kLE233HI/AAAAAAAACoQ/EWt4KD4cLtA/s320/tyler%2Bthree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543337595296537714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I suggested going and catching a movie after the pizza.  No response.  Then Andy/Dad suggested going to Memorial Stadium and seeing the Class B Football Championship and it was a HUGE hit!  Crete played Elkhorn and won 34 to 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO3lzSiu3yI/AAAAAAAACo4/YOUBT7Kqd08/s1600/tyler%2Bfour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO3lzSiu3yI/AAAAAAAACo4/YOUBT7Kqd08/s320/tyler%2Bfour.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543339385676554018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My suggestion was a lot warmer, but I didn't have to go.  Andy was freezing, but I guarantee the boys didn't feel a thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none;" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-3588520331331418363?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3588520331331418363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=3588520331331418363' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3588520331331418363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3588520331331418363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/11/already-14.html' title='Already 14?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TO3kdZoEFhI/AAAAAAAACoo/6zU-QknGp7A/s72-c/tyler%2Bone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-2363311330540016177</id><published>2010-11-21T21:02:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T05:58:38.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Add Sushi to the List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just call me a blogger slacker...I just can't seem to get this done anymore.  Life consumes me, but I would not have it any other way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can tell by my picture, I am wearing a "I voted" sticker, so I'm only a few weeks behind. We had November's Girls' Night Out (GNO) at Kinji's Japanese Restaurant.  This was my first time trying sushi.  I'm not a fan of fish, but I liked it and I'd go again.  There were only three of us at GNO this month...Dawn, Lisa and myself.   It's apparently a busy time of year for many.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TOndwU6X5CI/AAAAAAAACn4/G5MJbgjxExg/s1600/DSC08180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TOndwU6X5CI/AAAAAAAACn4/G5MJbgjxExg/s320/DSC08180.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542204638773109794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dawn is showing us her talent in eating edamame.  I've not had those either and can't say I'm too fond of them.  It's a food I'd eat when I'm thinking "nutritious, but no so delicious".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TOne7UGpdZI/AAAAAAAACoA/fpLLh1huhWA/s320/cali%2Brolls.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542205927046346130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;The waiter suggested California rolls for beginners.  They are a good starter for the inexperienced sushi eater like me.  Very tasty! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TOndwGP7g1I/AAAAAAAACnw/yc6i3jMbyUI/s1600/DSC08185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TOndwGP7g1I/AAAAAAAACnw/yc6i3jMbyUI/s320/DSC08185.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542204634836992850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also had some weird soup (not photographed) that smelled like the water from boiled hotdogs.  It tasted better than it smelled. Here I am with my flaming entree' sporting that dorky sticker.  When I saw that I could order something on fire, then I was all about that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TOndv5n6VfI/AAAAAAAACno/EwmolibYxDQ/s1600/DSC08187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TOndv5n6VfI/AAAAAAAACno/EwmolibYxDQ/s320/DSC08187.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542204631447918066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was called Nebraska rolls or something like that.  It contained corn, so that's where it got it's name.  When one thinks of sushi, one doesn't think of the state of Nebraska.  I liked it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TOndvnmsU4I/AAAAAAAACng/uQtWWQGaADI/s1600/DSC08189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TOndvnmsU4I/AAAAAAAACng/uQtWWQGaADI/s320/DSC08189.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542204626610967426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the look on Lisa's face.  She's wondering what she's ordered, but I do believe she liked it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TOndvTwHDXI/AAAAAAAACnY/UHvV1KqdBfs/s1600/DSC08191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TOndvTwHDXI/AAAAAAAACnY/UHvV1KqdBfs/s320/DSC08191.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542204621281758578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lisa decided we needed to try the dessert.  It's ice cream covered in shell that was chewy.  The ice cream was good, outer shell, not so much.   Of course, I would have remembered the name of this too if I blogged sooner! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-2363311330540016177?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/2363311330540016177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=2363311330540016177' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/2363311330540016177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/2363311330540016177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/11/add-sushi-to-list.html' title='Add Sushi to the List'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TOndwU6X5CI/AAAAAAAACn4/G5MJbgjxExg/s72-c/DSC08180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-6768279418512485872</id><published>2010-11-07T07:08:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T07:47:46.265-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Patch '10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I love pumpkin patches!  I even love scrapbooking them even more.  Oh, the colors and the fun!  We went to Vala's Pumpkin Patch last weekend with free passes!  Yay!  This is one amazing pumpkin patch with 44 attractions and 3 live shows (so the visitor's guide says).  Here are a few dozen photos from my two hundred that I took, so many to chose from.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNatg4mwtrI/AAAAAAAACnQ/azDEoOr6RDk/s1600/patch+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNatg4mwtrI/AAAAAAAACnQ/azDEoOr6RDk/s320/patch+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536803572360984242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNatWyMf5DI/AAAAAAAACnI/65YkdE0yjvg/s1600/patch+2+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNatWyMf5DI/AAAAAAAACnI/65YkdE0yjvg/s320/patch+2+.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536803398841525298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNatV-bYHpI/AAAAAAAACnA/19zA2PZBg9M/s1600/patch+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNatV-bYHpI/AAAAAAAACnA/19zA2PZBg9M/s320/patch+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536803384945286802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNatU7oOe2I/AAAAAAAACm4/IViOmVbxPs0/s1600/patch+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNatU7oOe2I/AAAAAAAACm4/IViOmVbxPs0/s320/patch+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536803367014005602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNatUJjij1I/AAAAAAAACmw/Ls1pFXN087E/s1600/patch+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNatUJjij1I/AAAAAAAACmw/Ls1pFXN087E/s320/patch+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536803353572577106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNatTOdl5TI/AAAAAAAACmo/i2GtFlIyWMs/s1600/patch+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNatTOdl5TI/AAAAAAAACmo/i2GtFlIyWMs/s320/patch+6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536803337709937970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNaswEKr8SI/AAAAAAAACmg/qj4pfmhDsJw/s1600/patch+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNaswEKr8SI/AAAAAAAACmg/qj4pfmhDsJw/s320/patch+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536802733650866466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNasv6b7tsI/AAAAAAAACmY/KFTFqmIeyT0/s1600/patch+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNasv6b7tsI/AAAAAAAACmY/KFTFqmIeyT0/s320/patch+8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536802731038848706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNasvazm1EI/AAAAAAAACmQ/Cl0mJQ8CrCE/s1600/patch+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNasvazm1EI/AAAAAAAACmQ/Cl0mJQ8CrCE/s320/patch+9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536802722548208706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNasu9gRLLI/AAAAAAAACmI/UP2WdU6WbdY/s1600/patch+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNasu9gRLLI/AAAAAAAACmI/UP2WdU6WbdY/s320/patch+10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536802714682469554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNasuWxsgzI/AAAAAAAACmA/B0Vrhty6noc/s1600/patch+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNasuWxsgzI/AAAAAAAACmA/B0Vrhty6noc/s320/patch+11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536802704286581554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNasQ7i6IWI/AAAAAAAACl4/yM551Cwb50M/s1600/patch+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNasQ7i6IWI/AAAAAAAACl4/yM551Cwb50M/s320/patch+14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536802198760595810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNasQa1UaAI/AAAAAAAAClw/zVgW3nDRviU/s1600/patch+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNasQa1UaAI/AAAAAAAAClw/zVgW3nDRviU/s320/patch+15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536802189979445250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNasP_A5isI/AAAAAAAAClo/Yqb0WvjdTqo/s1600/patch+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNasP_A5isI/AAAAAAAAClo/Yqb0WvjdTqo/s320/patch+16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536802182511823554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNasPIudq6I/AAAAAAAAClg/2myfv7xToMk/s1600/patch+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNasPIudq6I/AAAAAAAAClg/2myfv7xToMk/s320/patch+18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536802167938984866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNasOvGK00I/AAAAAAAAClY/L8CYz8xsWDY/s1600/patch+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNasOvGK00I/AAAAAAAAClY/L8CYz8xsWDY/s320/patch+19.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536802161059091266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNarubUNDWI/AAAAAAAAClQ/dPy1B2yF9jw/s1600/patch+20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNarubUNDWI/AAAAAAAAClQ/dPy1B2yF9jw/s320/patch+20.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536801605993434466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNaruIyx9vI/AAAAAAAAClI/W69aq6r5Gb8/s1600/patch+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNaruIyx9vI/AAAAAAAAClI/W69aq6r5Gb8/s320/patch+21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536801601021409010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNartCuDJPI/AAAAAAAAClA/m8ntr291TFM/s1600/patch+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNartCuDJPI/AAAAAAAAClA/m8ntr291TFM/s320/patch+22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536801582211081458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNarssGYctI/AAAAAAAACk4/Y9ADv3ZEoss/s1600/patch+23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNarssGYctI/AAAAAAAACk4/Y9ADv3ZEoss/s320/patch+23.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536801576139125458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNarriNwLuI/AAAAAAAACkw/vMvmw89RcYI/s1600/patch+24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNarriNwLuI/AAAAAAAACkw/vMvmw89RcYI/s320/patch+24.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536801556305817314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNaqMNAaooI/AAAAAAAACkA/s4_WvJyznSQ/s1600/pumpkin+patch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNaqMNAaooI/AAAAAAAACkA/s4_WvJyznSQ/s320/pumpkin+patch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536799918525162114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNaqLuEpQVI/AAAAAAAACj4/GqRrnUZTNys/s1600/pumpkin+patch+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNaqLuEpQVI/AAAAAAAACj4/GqRrnUZTNys/s320/pumpkin+patch+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536799910221398354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNaqLRSR_QI/AAAAAAAACjw/MAN3_2Vvv1o/s1600/patch+25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNaqLRSR_QI/AAAAAAAACjw/MAN3_2Vvv1o/s320/patch+25.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536799902493965570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNaqK3P69kI/AAAAAAAACjo/whWpkAC49JA/s1600/patch+26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNaqK3P69kI/AAAAAAAACjo/whWpkAC49JA/s320/patch+26.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536799895504746050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNaqKm0EbCI/AAAAAAAACjg/EyCeDCC5j8g/s1600/patch+27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNaqKm0EbCI/AAAAAAAACjg/EyCeDCC5j8g/s320/patch+27.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536799891092958242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-6768279418512485872?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6768279418512485872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=6768279418512485872' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/6768279418512485872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/6768279418512485872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/11/patch-10.html' title='The Patch &apos;10'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNatg4mwtrI/AAAAAAAACnQ/azDEoOr6RDk/s72-c/patch+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-4683651960586747180</id><published>2010-11-05T19:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T19:32:46.387-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindergarten Writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last night, I was finishing my fifteen hours of entering report card grades that I stumbled upon this darling journal entry.  I had forgotten about this little gem.  It was drawn on September 24th after a week of learning about "Symbols of our Country".  At this stage of writing in kindergarten, students generally are making simple drawings of their family and labeling them.  They might be writing some "I see _____." sentences, but nothing of this caliber. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This child, I'll call him Dylan, asked me to sound out the words for him.  For example: I'll say okay, the word &lt;i&gt;draw&lt;/i&gt; is Da, rrrrr, aaahhh.  You get my point.  I don't spell the words for the students.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it not the cutest thing?  I think it's my favorite writing sample in my four years of teaching kindergarten.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNSfHjcUGRI/AAAAAAAACf4/f7msu1Yd2vc/s1600/Scan.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNSfHjcUGRI/AAAAAAAACf4/f7msu1Yd2vc/s400/Scan.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536224794067081490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;And is it possible to look at this and not smile??  So precious!  Lady Liberty is standing proud, Dylan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-4683651960586747180?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4683651960586747180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=4683651960586747180' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4683651960586747180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4683651960586747180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/11/kindergarten-writing.html' title='Kindergarten Writing'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TNSfHjcUGRI/AAAAAAAACf4/f7msu1Yd2vc/s72-c/Scan.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-3408832206840581274</id><published>2010-10-31T13:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T14:01:54.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo at the Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Halloween!  This is one of my very favorite holidays...I love the colors, the costumes, the candy and the list goes on.  I especially like that it doesn't stress me out like Christmas with the baking, the shopping, the wrapping...okay, you get the idea.  So, I will be blogging a lot of Halloween pictures this week.  My apologizes now for boring you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our zoo has this fundraiser called "Boo at the Zoo", which raises a ton of money to feed those animals over the winter months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Here is John Chapo, the CEO/President of the Zoo.  Every year we get our pictures taken with the wizard.  It's so much like photos with Santa...truly part of the holiday custom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TM27BzMLwcI/AAAAAAAACfw/yjuUTfL2nHk/s1600/boo+zoo+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TM27BzMLwcI/AAAAAAAACfw/yjuUTfL2nHk/s400/boo+zoo+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534285156703781314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is also Tyler's first year volunteering at Boo at the Zoo.  He worked Tuesday and Friday nights handing out treat bags and pulling the chains, so no one would walk in front of the moving train.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TM27BskQSNI/AAAAAAAACfo/qn8AdmgDYI0/s1600/boo+zoo+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TM27BskQSNI/AAAAAAAACfo/qn8AdmgDYI0/s400/boo+zoo+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534285154925693138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We realized after the first year that if you go at the end of the night you don't have to stand in any lines to get the candy.  The event closes at 8pm and we began at 7:45.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TM27BWWkfQI/AAAAAAAACfg/ZsGuOI2xtyc/s1600/boo+zoo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TM27BWWkfQI/AAAAAAAACfg/ZsGuOI2xtyc/s1600/boo+zoo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TM27BWWkfQI/AAAAAAAACfg/ZsGuOI2xtyc/s400/boo+zoo+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534285148962716930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We even found our friends off of Sesame Street.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TM27A0aeAMI/AAAAAAAACfY/GfPedshRVtM/s1600/boo+zoo+4.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TM27A0aeAMI/AAAAAAAACfY/GfPedshRVtM/s400/boo+zoo+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534285139852263618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every booth sets up their station to look unique. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TM27AhFIvXI/AAAAAAAACfQ/bLY7mONQF1k/s1600/boo+zoo+5.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TM27AhFIvXI/AAAAAAAACfQ/bLY7mONQF1k/s400/boo+zoo+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534285134662516082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am going to be sad when my kids are too old for Boo at the Zoo.  Luckily, we have a few more years with Grant.  This is one of my favorite events to scrapbook! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-3408832206840581274?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3408832206840581274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=3408832206840581274' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3408832206840581274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3408832206840581274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/10/boo-at-zoo.html' title='Boo at the Zoo'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TM27BzMLwcI/AAAAAAAACfw/yjuUTfL2nHk/s72-c/boo+zoo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-6833174986068989472</id><published>2010-10-30T10:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T11:11:20.492-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night + Bingo = Wild Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have now completed finished my &lt;a href="http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/10/40-by-40-is-finally-finishedwell-almost.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Project 40 x 40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  I've been to the American Girl Store in KC, drank a martini (which cost me a quarter), got the tattoo and finally played Bingo at a local Bingo Parlor.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, it's true...I've never played Bingo at least for money.  Sure, I've played ABC bingo with my students, and played Bingo growing up, but never Bingo where I paid to play.  And Wow was it ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;exciting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;boring!  My friend Amy and I went at 6:30 and stayed until 10:30.  I believe we participated in about twenty-four games of bingo...all for $17.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;    &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;    &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMw94-_9OZI/AAAAAAAACfI/e_rtp_NK888/s1600/bingo+amy.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMw94-_9OZI/AAAAAAAACfI/e_rtp_NK888/s400/bingo+amy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533866091324717458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We did learn about the Bow Tie, Mutt and Jeff and a Snowflake patterns on a Bingo card...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And the nachos were unbelievably awesome! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But we did notice the following...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;an elderly couple making out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a person trimming their finger nails,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;several people missing their teeth (I was secretly hoping they'd win to buy some teeth), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a person picking their nose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and random sounds of belches and burps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Did you know that it is almost silent at a Bingo Parlor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's quieter than the local library.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I almost fell asleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can you tell by this picture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMw94k5z74I/AAAAAAAACfA/ObVrtXh8uu4/s1600/bingo+me.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMw94k5z74I/AAAAAAAACfA/ObVrtXh8uu4/s400/bingo+me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533866084319620994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I even brought my "lucky" banana trophy that I use in my classroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It did not bring us any luck, but can you imagine what the bingo regulars thought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-6833174986068989472?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6833174986068989472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=6833174986068989472' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/6833174986068989472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/6833174986068989472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/10/friday-night-bingo-wild-night-on-town.html' title='Friday Night + Bingo = Wild Night'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMw94-_9OZI/AAAAAAAACfI/e_rtp_NK888/s72-c/bingo+amy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-1061978639096604654</id><published>2010-10-26T23:04:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T23:32:15.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got Inked</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yup!  I did it.  I got my first tattoo at age forty and it wasn't so bad.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMelxUmyPtI/AAAAAAAACe4/j2lGUdRVil8/s1600/129206733539005150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMelxUmyPtI/AAAAAAAACe4/j2lGUdRVil8/s400/129206733539005150.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532572934011502290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nope, this is not my tattooed rear....thank goodness!  Funny, huh?!  I did send this photo to my friend Amy and said, "Let's get this done today.  I'll be the one on the left."  I knew that I could count on Amy coming along and being my photographer for this fabulous event.  This is definitely one for the scrapbooks!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMelxPi_F5I/AAAAAAAACew/irVR_KYxE7o/s1600/tattoo+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMelxPi_F5I/AAAAAAAACew/irVR_KYxE7o/s400/tattoo+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532572932653389714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, here I am signing the paperwork for the my "tat".  Can you tell that I am extremely nervous?  I have heard horror stories about foot tattoos hurting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;immensely, b&lt;/span&gt;ut I figured I had three c-sections, so can handle anything.  Besides, I had three fantastic friends:  Lezlee, Amy and Angie to cheer me on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMelw4enIQI/AAAAAAAACeo/gkxoUwN--ck/s1600/tattoo+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMelw4enIQI/AAAAAAAACeo/gkxoUwN--ck/s400/tattoo+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532572926461026562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Cody, tattoo artist, at Sacred Heart Tattoos.   He's been doing this for over two years and appears to know what he's doing.  Heck, what do I know??  Can you tell by my body language that I am very comfortable about this entire process?  Cody is looking at one of my scrapbooking magazines because that's where I got my ideas from.  Some people look through tattoo catalogs for their perfect tattoo, but I tend to go for what I know best...scrapbooking inspiration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMelwYam0QI/AAAAAAAACeg/RZq9Scx_4cI/s1600/tattoo+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMelwYam0QI/AAAAAAAACeg/RZq9Scx_4cI/s400/tattoo+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532572917854294274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here Cody is putting on the inking transfer.  At this time, the thought did cross my mind "looks good, that will be all, thank you" and considered heading for the door.  However, I did not want to disappoint my "peeps", so I stayed.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMelwFQG7II/AAAAAAAACeY/HhpujnO_5Sk/s1600/tattoo+4.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMelwFQG7II/AAAAAAAACeY/HhpujnO_5Sk/s400/tattoo+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532572912709987458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amy is getting a photo of the first line.  I was thinking..."Oh, please don't blind the tattoo guy with camera flash this could cause problems and then I thought crud, this hurts!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMelUDf7S8I/AAAAAAAACeQ/7vTs301nm9Y/s1600/tattoo+5.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMelUDf7S8I/AAAAAAAACeQ/7vTs301nm9Y/s400/tattoo+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532572431203126210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what I looked like from Amy's side.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMelTobqejI/AAAAAAAACeI/H2ym48swab8/s1600/tattoo+6.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMelTobqejI/AAAAAAAACeI/H2ym48swab8/s400/tattoo+6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532572423937489458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what I looked like from Angie's side.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMelTrBP2DI/AAAAAAAACeA/-LQwb5bhlps/s1600/tattoo+7.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMelTrBP2DI/AAAAAAAACeA/-LQwb5bhlps/s400/tattoo+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532572424631998514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Angie was hilarious during this process.  She was so nervous for me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMelTEnqbSI/AAAAAAAACd4/RfxoP-ujsC8/s1600/tattoo+9.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMelTEnqbSI/AAAAAAAACd4/RfxoP-ujsC8/s400/tattoo+9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532572414324141346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We thought it was clever how Cody covered his tattooing equipment with Halloween decor. Very festive! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMelSz8EdoI/AAAAAAAACdw/hrGk-ez_IWs/s1600/tattoo+10.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMelSz8EdoI/AAAAAAAACdw/hrGk-ez_IWs/s400/tattoo+10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532572409846331010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the finished product.  I wanted color, a flower and swirls and that's what I got! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now you might be wondering if I want another one?  Um, probably not.  They are kind of permanent.  But, if you want to know if I want to tag along for yours?  You betcha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-1061978639096604654?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1061978639096604654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=1061978639096604654' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/1061978639096604654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/1061978639096604654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-got-inked.html' title='I Got Inked'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TMelxUmyPtI/AAAAAAAACe4/j2lGUdRVil8/s72-c/129206733539005150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-5988552152686631668</id><published>2010-10-24T22:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T23:26:35.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>40 by 40 is Finally Finished...well, almost!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow is my birthday.  I will be turning the big 4-0!  Ugh!  I can hardly believe that I am that old.  Turning thirty wasn't anything much, but forty seems so middle aged.  I am not sure that I like the sounds of it, but what can I really do about it?  I will just think of it as a number and one is only as old as one feels...and I feel twenty-two!    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, two birthdays ago I decided to try to get forty new adventures into my life that I hadn't tried before.  There are some that I wanted to try, but with time and money I still haven't done them, so there's now hope for a 50 by 50 project that needs to start now.  Here are a few things I hope to accomplish by then....parasailing, hike up a mountain side, attend a non-Christian service (maybe Jewish), visit Europe, white water river rafting, see the Statue of Liberty and maybe even eat Sushi, which I thought I'd get done this time around, but obviously didn't.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is what I did get done though.  Please note that some are a little weak in nature, but I only had twenty-four months to get it all accomplished.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.  Started a Blog (11/08)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.  Went to a Movie in a Theatre by Myself (11/08)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.  Attended a Southern Baptist Church (12/08)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.  Sent my 1st Text Message (12/08)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5.  Joined a Gym (12/08)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6.  Signed up for Facebook (1/09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7.  Attended an actual Tea Party (not the political kind, 2/09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8.  1st Ash Wednesday Service (2/09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9.   Donated Blood for the 1st time (3/09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. Shopped in Anthropologie (3/09) -- I am reaching on this one!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11.  1st Weekend long @ a Baseball Tournament (4/09) Too much of a good thing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12.  Touched Kasey Kahne's race car (5/09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. Went and saw "Wicked" (5/09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14.  Visited Carhenge in Alliance, NE (6/09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15.  1st Trip into a Cave (4th largest in the world - 180 ft. down (6/09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16.  1st Family Vacation with Five (6/09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17.  Survived a Colonoscopy (7/09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. Met Thomas the Train in person (7/09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19.  Attended my 1st Christian "Rock" Concert (8/09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20.  Went to my 20th Year High School Class Reunion (9/09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. Celebrated the Ethiopian New Year (9/09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;22.  Visited Disney World (10/09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;23. Met Dr. Jean and attended her workshop (11/09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;24.  Became a Mother of a Teenager (11/09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25.  Shopped for the 1st time on Black Friday (11/09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;26.  Scrapbooked for an Entire Weekend long (2/10)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;27.  Rode in a Corvette for the 1st time (4/10)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;28.  Witnessed the Bodies Exhibit in Omaha (5/10)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;29.  Read all the Diary of a Wimpy Kid books (6/10) Another stretch!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;30.  Became Two Drips in a Drop for World Blood Day (6/10)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;31.  Won a Blog Giveaway for the 1st time (7/09)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;32.  Went to a U.S. Women's Soccer Team game against Sweden (7/10)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;33.  Visited the Iowa State Fair (8/10)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;34.  Made a Trifle for the 1st Time (9/10)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;35.  Survived a Slumber Party of 8 Tweeners (9/10)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;36.  Owner of a Smart Phone (9/10)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Note:  Last four adventures aren't done quite yet, but will be done this week!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;37.  Drank a Martini (10/10)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;38.  Visited the American Girl Store in Kansas City (10/10)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;39.  Played Bingo at a Bingo Center for $ (10/10)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;40.  Surprise!  Okay, not really, you've heard me talking about it....pictures to follow on Tuesday!  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all...mission accomplished! ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-5988552152686631668?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5988552152686631668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=5988552152686631668' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/5988552152686631668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/5988552152686631668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/10/40-by-40-is-finally-finishedwell-almost.html' title='40 by 40 is Finally Finished...well, almost!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/th_signaturecopy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-2124685980389547266</id><published>2010-10-19T18:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T18:37:41.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ferb is Four!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Phineas and Ferb's number one fan turned four last week!  So, we decided the cake this year will say "Happy Birthday Ferb!" on it to keep with tradition.  Last year, it was Devin, the year prior was Christopher and the first year was Bryan.  As you may recall, it all started as an accident with the first cake so we thought that we'd do this "name game" until Grant is 21.  We will skip the vowels and continue with our yearly joke until we end with the letter "Z".  Right now, Grant still doesn't know the difference.  Next year, he better notice or I will be concerned.  It will be a "G" year, but not for "Grant".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TL4oXUlSl2I/AAAAAAAACdo/jyaXxTZ7yuk/s1600/ferb+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TL4oXUlSl2I/AAAAAAAACdo/jyaXxTZ7yuk/s400/ferb+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529901773584766818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We let Grant pick out his gift at Toys R Us and he chose a Buzz Lightyear, just like the same size as the one Andy has in the movie.  It has all the lights and noises too.  Very cute!  Also, if you tell the clerk that it's your birthday, you get a free balloon and crown.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TL4oQHDAhYI/AAAAAAAACdg/plFlKVDu65w/s1600/ferb+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TL4oQHDAhYI/AAAAAAAACdg/plFlKVDu65w/s400/ferb+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529901649692231042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant also got a weekend play date with an old friend in celebration of turning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; four.  Grant and Cameron became buddies during the summertime at their older brothers' baseball games.  Many a days and nights spent at the good ole' ballfield playing cars and eating snacks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TL4oP2mRREI/AAAAAAAACdY/VGM-Ns0WYX4/s1600/ferb+6.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TL4oP2mRREI/AAAAAAAACdY/VGM-Ns0WYX4/s400/ferb+6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529901645276726338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant chose to eat at Burger King and to play in the ball pit, which is usually off-limits when we dine there.  I think it's gross, but it's Grant's day, so why not...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TL4oPOrz1jI/AAAAAAAACdQ/9XST6VmG670/s1600/ferb+5.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TL4oPOrz1jI/AAAAAAAACdQ/9XST6VmG670/s400/ferb+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529901634562545202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cameron even gave Grant a sack of goodies for his birthday.  Notice the look on Grant's face when he sees he got a bag of cotton candy!  Sugar + Grant = Trouble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TL4oO97qMxI/AAAAAAAACdI/ZJZtBzAaHGg/s1600/Ferb+4.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TL4oO97qMxI/AAAAAAAACdI/ZJZtBzAaHGg/s400/Ferb+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529901630065619730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we visited the Lincoln Zoo to see the new penguin exhibit that just opened the week prior.  Very cool! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TL4oOBlZoTI/AAAAAAAACdA/rbYjsQa-51M/s1600/Ferb+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TL4oOBlZoTI/AAAAAAAACdA/rbYjsQa-51M/s400/Ferb+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529901613866131762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two cute baseball buddies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-2124685980389547266?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/2124685980389547266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=2124685980389547266' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/2124685980389547266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/2124685980389547266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/10/ferb-is-four.html' title='Ferb is Four!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TL4oXUlSl2I/AAAAAAAACdo/jyaXxTZ7yuk/s72-c/ferb+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-7763340532357853351</id><published>2010-09-22T16:52:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T19:13:09.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindergarten Lesson #624</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today's lesson is #624...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why?  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess it's a good place to start since I've already learned so much in my four years teaching kindergarten.  It's also my room number at school, so it totally makes sense to me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today's kindergarten lesson is much like many other ones.  It's humorous, cute and one that I can share, maybe unlike other ones.  Besides, if I didn't have darling lessons like this one at work, I'd end up looking like this....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TJp8aMWycuI/AAAAAAAACcw/fpdELQHzVpg/s400/grumpy-woman.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519861082731213538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 246px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And who really wants to put up with &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; kind of person?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I even thought I could probably write a book about my experiences as a kindergarten teacher.  Oh, the stories I could tell.  I've even created a title for the book &lt;i&gt;"Pretty Please with Sprinkles on Top".  &lt;/i&gt;So, if you see this title sitting on the shelves at Barnes and Noble be sure to snag a copy fast.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay...on to my cute kindergarten story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today I have a practicum student in my classroom.  We'll call her Ms. Blurr (this rhymes with her real name).  She's quite fabulous and I have no idea what I could possibly teacher her.  Although she claims to be learning a lot so far in my room.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This morning Ms. Blurr did the student greetings and lunch orders for the day, while I got the students on task with their seat work for the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ms. Blurr says, "Jane, would you like a hot ham &amp;amp; cheese sandwich or cheesy breadsticks?"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ms. Blurr knows that this child orders hot lunch everyday, so asking about cold lunch really wasn't an option until today.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jane quickly responds, "I have cold lunch today.  It's in my backpack."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Two hours pass....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I see that Jane has a hot lunch card in her hand and I quickly remind her that she ordered cold lunch today.  Jane gives me that "I forgot" look and pulls out her lunch.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It looks like this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TJqYl-E8zxI/AAAAAAAACc4/RzinfsFl7ZI/s400/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519892071382306578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 209px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well...No, not actually.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was two melted popsicles (thankfully in their plastic wrappers), one Yoplait yogurt and one very ooey, gooey chocolatey ice cream sandwich.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Where was my camera when I needed it?  Too funny.  I love kindergarten! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lesson #624 - Ice cream and popsicles do not work well as options for cold lunch.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In case you are wondering, Jane's mom had no idea that Jane packed her very own lunch today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none;" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" align="left" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-7763340532357853351?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7763340532357853351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=7763340532357853351' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/7763340532357853351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/7763340532357853351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/09/kindergarten-lesson-624.html' title='Kindergarten Lesson #624'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TJp8aMWycuI/AAAAAAAACcw/fpdELQHzVpg/s72-c/grumpy-woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-3493231591013859016</id><published>2010-09-19T20:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T20:51:00.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quieter Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We are having a much quieter weekend after last week's eight girl slumber party.  That one was excitingly fun, but it about did me in.  I need my sleep on the weekends.  I'm so glad it's over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend we got some new furniture for upstairs.  The fifteen year old blue couch went to Goodwill and the recliner with the broken spring is hanging out in the basement awaiting it's fate.  Andy loves it, but it's looking rather worn and may need to be put down.  Really...when you sit in it one cheek sits higher than the other.  That drives me crazy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the look of the furniture...soft brown and hopefully doesn't show stains easily.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TJa66MFWhpI/AAAAAAAACco/UtZBnO9vlF8/s1600/new+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TJa66MFWhpI/AAAAAAAACco/UtZBnO9vlF8/s400/new+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518803902227973778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not so sure of the accent pillows, but they are nice and big and fluffy.  These can easily be replaced by some super cute ones from &lt;a href="http://www.pier1.com/Catalog/RugsPillowsWindows/RugsPillowsWindows/tabid/514/CategoryID/144/List/0/catpageindex/5/Level/a/ProductID/5659/ProductName/Brown-Aviva-Pillow/Default.aspx"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Pier 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TJa65u4RO2I/AAAAAAAACcg/jho4sSIPUWo/s1600/new+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TJa65u4RO2I/AAAAAAAACcg/jho4sSIPUWo/s400/new+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518803894388472674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyler is trying out the oversized chair with matching ottoman.  Okay, there isn't an ottoman yet, but it will be coming.  It's on backorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TJa648YZl0I/AAAAAAAACcY/V2wIVXch57A/s1600/new+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TJa648YZl0I/AAAAAAAACcY/V2wIVXch57A/s400/new+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518803880833029954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see, Tyler is all about those Colts and I hear that it's an exciting game since the Manning brothers are playing each other tonight.  Go Indianapolis!  Oh, heck, I really don't care...Go Giants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-3493231591013859016?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3493231591013859016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=3493231591013859016' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3493231591013859016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3493231591013859016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/09/quieter-weekend.html' title='A Quieter Weekend'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TJa66MFWhpI/AAAAAAAACco/UtZBnO9vlF8/s72-c/new+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-7005308711533232772</id><published>2010-09-12T18:06:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T20:52:08.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A "Madison" Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Madison had the best weekend ever, or at least I think she did.  Well, she better have!  We celebrated Madison's upcoming 10th birthday &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; weekend long, even though it's actually this coming Wednesday.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1eSgx8NuI/AAAAAAAACcQ/4r7B-TgQuus/s1600/birthday+0.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1eSgx8NuI/AAAAAAAACcQ/4r7B-TgQuus/s400/birthday+0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516168790728783586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It started by picking up gourmet cupcakes at &lt;a href="http://www.pjsbabycakes.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;PJ's Baby Cakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; after school on Friday.  Delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1eRQA07NI/AAAAAAAACcI/YIAlro8UJyU/s1600/birthday+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1eRQA07NI/AAAAAAAACcI/YIAlro8UJyU/s400/birthday+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516168769047948498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At 6pm, six girls (one arrived later) came over for a slumber party.  Madison loves these types of events.  Now her mother...not so much.  The girls are enjoying pizza from Cici's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1eCdoCiuI/AAAAAAAACcA/00GbFFHMoyU/s1600/birthday+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1eCdoCiuI/AAAAAAAACcA/00GbFFHMoyU/s400/birthday+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516168515004041954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls waited for friend, Aleni, to arrive by watching &lt;i&gt;Diary of a Wimpy Kid&lt;/i&gt; downstairs.  That is a must see movie.  Very cute!  "Zooemama!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1eB2ruenI/AAAAAAAACb4/YhpuWgn7BFs/s1600/birthday+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1eB2ruenI/AAAAAAAACb4/YhpuWgn7BFs/s400/birthday+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516168504550521458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we played a game that I thought up.  I scattered 200 of those popular, drive teachers crazy, Silly Banz all over the yard.  The girls were each given a flashlight and a list of particular banz to look for.  They were not allowed to just pick up any band, it had to be on their list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1eBMZVdJI/AAAAAAAACbw/0WXhB21sOMo/s1600/birthday+4.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1eBMZVdJI/AAAAAAAACbw/0WXhB21sOMo/s400/birthday+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516168493199094930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The driveway was used for sorting and counting to see if all were located.  Each girl ended up with two dozen banz.  Only two were unaccounted for, which were the small ring ones.  The hunt was about 45 minutes long and then another hour of trading pursued afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1eAudNHII/AAAAAAAACbo/HoeEMnjuV_8/s1600/birthday+5.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1eAudNHII/AAAAAAAACbo/HoeEMnjuV_8/s400/birthday+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516168485162261634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This Silly Banz hunt was a huge hit with the girls!  Even one girl asked if we could do this again.  I believe I could win "Mom of the Year" for this idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1d_0yHcwI/AAAAAAAACbg/y3NDMCqGFCs/s1600/birthday+7.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1d_0yHcwI/AAAAAAAACbg/y3NDMCqGFCs/s400/birthday+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516168469680714498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then it was off to "sleep" in the tent.  Yeah, right, I could hear them still at 4:00am.  I took apology cookies to the neighbors on Saturday.  So sorry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1dcBrAO9I/AAAAAAAACbY/aHMiy9gWuFk/s1600/birthday+8.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1dcBrAO9I/AAAAAAAACbY/aHMiy9gWuFk/s400/birthday+8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516167854665251794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having Grant wake the girls at 8:00am did not make me feel bad.  In fact, I could not have enjoyed it more.   I probably wouldn't have disturbed them if it wasn't for one girl needing to go home by 8:30.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1dbuxMSRI/AAAAAAAACbQ/PNKhubx4RTs/s1600/birthday+9.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1dbuxMSRI/AAAAAAAACbQ/PNKhubx4RTs/s400/birthday+9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516167849590933778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even Grant couldn't wake the dead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1daX2fRmI/AAAAAAAACbI/zNbDjix1vL0/s1600/Birthday+10.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1daX2fRmI/AAAAAAAACbI/zNbDjix1vL0/s400/Birthday+10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516167826259265122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Saturday, I tried my first attempt at making a trifle for Madison.  Making those layers even is very difficult.  It tasted great no matter how it looked.  The trifle had devil's food cake, Cool-Whip, carmel and toffee chips in that order and then repeated.  It was sinfully good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1dZ_R54-I/AAAAAAAACbA/MWp8Hbw68GI/s1600/birthday+11.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1dZ_R54-I/AAAAAAAACbA/MWp8Hbw68GI/s400/birthday+11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516167819663369186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then on Sunday, we had a "party" at &lt;a href="http://www.kahlincoln.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Kids Against Hunger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in Madison's honor.  We packaged 12 boxes of food that created 2,376 meals.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1dZGCfoOI/AAAAAAAACa4/LoXay58fUoc/s1600/Birthday+12.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1dZGCfoOI/AAAAAAAACa4/LoXay58fUoc/s400/Birthday+12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516167804297912546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you had a wonderful birthday my darling daughter.  Happy Double-Digits to you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-7005308711533232772?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7005308711533232772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=7005308711533232772' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/7005308711533232772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/7005308711533232772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/09/madison-weekend.html' title='A &quot;Madison&quot; Weekend'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TI1eSgx8NuI/AAAAAAAACcQ/4r7B-TgQuus/s72-c/birthday+0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-8506125165860320640</id><published>2010-09-07T16:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T20:30:48.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing for Acts of Kindness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TIa0mwrZ6sI/AAAAAAAACaw/BUmeoUGEWDI/s1600/i+pod+touch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TIa0mwrZ6sI/AAAAAAAACaw/BUmeoUGEWDI/s400/i+pod+touch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514293371756735170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Tyler standing in a very long line on the night before Black Friday last year.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyler was willing to battle the chilling conditions by standing in line for hours for a free $50 iTunes card to go with a $200 iPod purchase.  You may well know that iPods rarely go on sale, but retailers sometimes give out gift card to make the purchase more enticing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyler wanted an iPod in a bad way.  So, he saved up half the cost and his nice parents agreed to pay the other half for his birthday, which was three days prior to Thanksgiving.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I come home to see Tyler all red-eyed because someone despicable broke into Tyler's locker and stole his iPod.  Of course, I've already had this conversation with Tyler about taking this item to school and it being any easy product of theft.  I heard a "But mom...one of my teachers has us use it in class."  Tyler rest assured me that it's under a password and it wouldn't be of any value to anyone else without that secret password anyway.  Besides, Tyler has it either on him or locked up.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess so much for that.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This can be replaced, but I'm sad.  I'm disappointed.  I'm fuming.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do people have to behave this way with no respect for other people's property?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can be assured that taking things that aren't yours will certainly be a topic of lessons learned in kindergarten by this teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-8506125165860320640?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8506125165860320640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=8506125165860320640' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/8506125165860320640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/8506125165860320640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/09/wishing-for-acts-of-kindness.html' title='Wishing for Acts of Kindness'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TIa0mwrZ6sI/AAAAAAAACaw/BUmeoUGEWDI/s72-c/i+pod+touch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-4823640584495449876</id><published>2010-09-03T21:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T22:25:04.384-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boating Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I had several misgivings about posting this video, but I figured it is rather amusing to watch (and he's darn cute too).  Please note that I was not on this boating adventure because if I was I would not have allowed my youngest to drive.  The only thing Grant is allowed to drive is me &lt;b&gt;crazy&lt;/b&gt;.  There might be laws that govern this type of thing, so I won't disclose who he went with or where he drove the boat.  Just know that all went well and he had an incredible time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cff224d5680b273b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcff224d5680b273b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330353565%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D484C453E9C74A3FCA1D3EC549E89E254B6BC7990.381294A25F6073C84CCFEA9FC2E344B60A2F38EC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcff224d5680b273b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEvdpHckKV-si6ge3bf-9U0uGB8s&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcff224d5680b273b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330353565%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D484C453E9C74A3FCA1D3EC549E89E254B6BC7990.381294A25F6073C84CCFEA9FC2E344B60A2F38EC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcff224d5680b273b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEvdpHckKV-si6ge3bf-9U0uGB8s&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-4823640584495449876?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4823640584495449876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=4823640584495449876' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4823640584495449876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4823640584495449876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/09/boating-adventure.html' title='Boating Adventure'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-2059945645986367376</id><published>2010-08-31T17:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T17:50:13.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to the Teacher (that's probably never been written before)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;                                                                                                     September 1, 2010&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:medium;"&gt;Attention: Photographer or Teacher in Charge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Please allow Tyler Broeker to skip the first round of picture takings on Thursday, September 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;.  We will gladly have his pictures taken on re-take day, which usually occurs a month later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Tyler had an unfortunate run-in with a crazy hairdresser who cut his hair much too short.  This has caused much distress and heartache this past weekend for both Tyler and his parents.  Thus having a picture taken at this time would result in further hardship.  My only other option would be having Tyler skip school on Thursday, which we (his parents) think is a bad alternative.  Both Tyler and I value his time in school and hope that just “passing” on pictures will work for you and us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Please let us know if Tyler can skip Life Touch’s pictures tomorrow, so we can plan accordingly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:medium;"&gt;Amy Broeker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:medium;"&gt;Tyler’s mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(This just might give you some insight on my hectic life right now.) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-2059945645986367376?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/2059945645986367376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=2059945645986367376' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/2059945645986367376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/2059945645986367376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/08/letter-to-teacher-thats-probably-never.html' title='Letter to the Teacher (that&apos;s probably never been written before)'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/th_signaturecopy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-4957195207174897873</id><published>2010-08-28T21:32:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T22:21:52.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Iowa State Fair '10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnIZ64vFaI/AAAAAAAACag/MF2-woqqITY/s1600/iowa+0.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnIZ64vFaI/AAAAAAAACag/MF2-woqqITY/s400/iowa+0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510655966694020514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, I am getting around to putting some photos up on our first trip to the Iowa State Fair.  It was spectacular!  Iowa does know how to put on a State Fair!  My co-worker's father shows cattle at several fairs and he said this by far is the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I can totally understand why....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnIZRJ535I/AAAAAAAACaY/S2u5GL7s5Uo/s1600/iowa+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnIZRJ535I/AAAAAAAACaY/S2u5GL7s5Uo/s400/iowa+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510655955491741586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out this cute butter sculpture!  I think it would make a fine addition to my classroom.  A little messy, but darling!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnIYxx4H5I/AAAAAAAACaQ/QHysBqBK9zI/s1600/iowa+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnIYxx4H5I/AAAAAAAACaQ/QHysBqBK9zI/s400/iowa+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510655947069464466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just have to say that I think the ribbon is going to the wrong individual.  I'm pretty certain that the bees get most of the credit, but what do I know about beekeeping?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnIYUqiqtI/AAAAAAAACaI/Ck-TdBoPNUo/s1600/iowa+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnIYUqiqtI/AAAAAAAACaI/Ck-TdBoPNUo/s400/iowa+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510655939254069970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw this sign and wondered how was this possible during an era where there weren't pesticides and fertilizers like we have in this day and age.  Then I realized that this corn must have come from a seed that Don sold his cow for, just like Jack did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnIEdUrUYI/AAAAAAAACaA/UFqizvYE9uw/s1600/iowa+4.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnIEdUrUYI/AAAAAAAACaA/UFqizvYE9uw/s400/iowa+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510655597980897666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a metal replica of that same stalk in 1946.  How in the world did they harvest that corn? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnID3s6azI/AAAAAAAACZ4/yhsJfscaVuA/s1600/iowa+5.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnID3s6azI/AAAAAAAACZ4/yhsJfscaVuA/s400/iowa+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510655587882003250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids tried their hand at the Great Grape Escape that was promoting wineries in Iowa.  I thought this was funny to see Grant give the grape crusher a spin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnIDSA18zI/AAAAAAAACZw/Q5VN5cZxC2E/s1600/iowa+6.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnIDSA18zI/AAAAAAAACZw/Q5VN5cZxC2E/s400/iowa+6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510655577765049138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How much juice can you get out of a bunch of grapes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnIC0rh7kI/AAAAAAAACZo/8wMFwer3zm8/s1600/iowa+7.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnIC0rh7kI/AAAAAAAACZo/8wMFwer3zm8/s400/iowa+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510655569891028546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyler and Madison went on this giant rubber band ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnICXtgurI/AAAAAAAACZg/QEa4ryhOCes/s1600/iowa+8.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnICXtgurI/AAAAAAAACZg/QEa4ryhOCes/s400/iowa+8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510655562114710194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really don't know what it's called, but it cost an additional $7.  According to the kids, it was &lt;b&gt;totally&lt;/b&gt; worth every penny. Kind of ironic though that it's my money they used.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnHLHJtA6I/AAAAAAAACZY/QiFx28v3mg0/s1600/iowa+9.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnHLHJtA6I/AAAAAAAACZY/QiFx28v3mg0/s400/iowa+9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510654612776747938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also watched a guy creating an ice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sculpture&lt;/span&gt; with a chain saw.  The sculpture is a cowboy, but it's hard to tell with a side view photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnHKol_W4I/AAAAAAAACZQ/4-1He2mnOrg/s1600/iowa+10.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnHKol_W4I/AAAAAAAACZQ/4-1He2mnOrg/s400/iowa+10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510654604573891458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madison and Grant tried their farming skills at "Little Hands on the Farm".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnHJykMFHI/AAAAAAAACZI/dUp0M2aklZc/s1600/iowa+11.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnHJykMFHI/AAAAAAAACZI/dUp0M2aklZc/s400/iowa+11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510654590070822002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a series of stations where they planted the food, harvested the food and took care of the farm animals.  At the end of the stations, kids sell their goods at the market and get paid with a piece of paper money, redeemable for an a real ice cream treat.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnHJQ8gqGI/AAAAAAAACZA/bIAL4LRMWBE/s1600/iowa+12.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnHJQ8gqGI/AAAAAAAACZA/bIAL4LRMWBE/s400/iowa+12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510654581046028386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you suppose these are the recalled eggs that caused a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Salmonella&lt;/span&gt; outbreak in Iowa last week?  I'm telling you those chickens and eggs looked extremely suspicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnHI3ca0rI/AAAAAAAACY4/uezht3XgB9w/s1600/iowa+13.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnHI3ca0rI/AAAAAAAACY4/uezht3XgB9w/s400/iowa+13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510654574200541874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One handsome looking farmer and one awesome day at the Fair! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-4957195207174897873?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4957195207174897873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=4957195207174897873' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4957195207174897873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4957195207174897873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/08/iowa-state-fair-10.html' title='Iowa State Fair &apos;10'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THnIZ64vFaI/AAAAAAAACag/MF2-woqqITY/s72-c/iowa+0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-9180539106433060361</id><published>2010-08-23T21:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T21:55:48.244-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Zucchini is Bigger than Yours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This morning I received the coolest gift ever....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THMwXec9OmI/AAAAAAAACYw/Mjh72ID2leA/s1600/zucchini.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THMwXec9OmI/AAAAAAAACYw/Mjh72ID2leA/s400/zucchini.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508799949073889890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One very large zucchini from one darling little boy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, transitioning into kindergarten is a tough deal (maybe even tougher on the parent).  This child, we'll call him Raymond, didn't want to go to Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Broeker's&lt;/span&gt; class today and Mom gave Raymond a zucchini to distract him.  This very smart mom told him that it was critical to give me this zucchini.  Poor Raymond did come in sobbing, carrying this massive veggie in his arms, which made for the most precious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gesture&lt;/span&gt; I've seen in a long time.  The zucchini trick did make the crying stop after I asked more questions than necessary about zucchini.  &lt;i&gt;(Do you like zucchini?   Can I really keep it?  What should I make with zucchini?  Do I eat it raw?...you get the idea)&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out it's impressive size!   I could make several foods with this beast, not that I know how to.  So please send any delicious zucchini recipes my way.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgive my laziness tonight, I'm just way too tired to blog about the Iowa State Fair and upload multiple pictures.  I'm just going to stare at my mammoth sized zucchini and think about tomorrow's day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it will be rhubarb?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-9180539106433060361?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/9180539106433060361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=9180539106433060361' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/9180539106433060361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/9180539106433060361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-zucchini-is-bigger-than-yours.html' title='My Zucchini is Bigger than Yours'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THMwXec9OmI/AAAAAAAACYw/Mjh72ID2leA/s72-c/zucchini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-611867655166754304</id><published>2010-08-22T15:46:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T21:27:08.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventureland, Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We had our last hurrah for the summer by taking the kids to Iowa last weekend for a day at Adventureland and a trip to the Iowa State Fair the following day.  I just &lt;b&gt;had&lt;/b&gt; to see that fair as I wrote in a previous &lt;a href="http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/08/state-fair-anyone.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  What a quick, but fun weekend of family entertainment!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THGQKyyUbkI/AAAAAAAACYo/UJYLwj4H6Oc/s1600/Adventureland+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THGQKyyUbkI/AAAAAAAACYo/UJYLwj4H6Oc/s400/Adventureland+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508342334356745794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My three cuties! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THGQKLIi3pI/AAAAAAAACYg/Z3WU_fbFHAc/s1600/Adventureland+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THGQKLIi3pI/AAAAAAAACYg/Z3WU_fbFHAc/s400/Adventureland+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508342323712548498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was Grant's first time at an amusement park.  He kept asking where Mickey Mouse was.  I guess we'll have to go to Disney again or this child will never let us live it down that we went without him.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THGQJS7X5mI/AAAAAAAACYY/viQFAMO2GB8/s1600/Adventureland+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THGQJS7X5mI/AAAAAAAACYY/viQFAMO2GB8/s400/Adventureland+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508342308624918114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This ride is quite tame compared to other rides at the park.  However, Andy knows not to go on any ride that spins in circles or swings back and forth.  He learned that the hard way three years ago at this same park.  So, while we were riding on this particular ride the operator was telling Andy that this is the most puked on ride.  She said it's usually caused by adults who chose the seat that faces backwards while spinning in circles.  While our ride was uneventful, this same ride had to stop for barf clean up five times that same day.  I am glad I knew that after I got off the ride or I would not have gotten on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THGQIF27ggI/AAAAAAAACYQ/ghI8f9ARDfA/s1600/Adventureland+4.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THGQIF27ggI/AAAAAAAACYQ/ghI8f9ARDfA/s400/Adventureland+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508342287936750082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madison is looking thrilled to go on yet another ride with little brother! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THGQHT2kEgI/AAAAAAAACYI/8sdVR6D7Z_Q/s1600/Adventureland+5.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THGQHT2kEgI/AAAAAAAACYI/8sdVR6D7Z_Q/s400/Adventureland+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508342274513441282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was taken while driving bumper cars.  So sad that it came out so blurry.  Grant thought he was top dog driving their car.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THGPU9-kzSI/AAAAAAAACYA/Am-aeAdP8XU/s1600/Adventureland+6.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THGPU9-kzSI/AAAAAAAACYA/Am-aeAdP8XU/s400/Adventureland+6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508341409648004386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thought this was a cute concession stand.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THGPUGe46jI/AAAAAAAACX4/7bZR43-IZX0/s1600/Adventureland+7.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THGPUGe46jI/AAAAAAAACX4/7bZR43-IZX0/s400/Adventureland+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508341394751154738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I knew you'd want to know what the other side looked like, so I took a photo from that end too.  Imagine going to work and entering under the pig's tail??  Would that make you the butt of jokes?  Just wondering....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THGPTSc4cXI/AAAAAAAACXw/8mbYS4vKGys/s1600/Adventureland+8.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THGPTSc4cXI/AAAAAAAACXw/8mbYS4vKGys/s400/Adventureland+8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508341380784091506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what Grant looks like after a long day at the park.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THGPShKig-I/AAAAAAAACXo/VyxlJMbIy-g/s1600/Adventureland+9.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THGPShKig-I/AAAAAAAACXo/VyxlJMbIy-g/s400/Adventureland+9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508341367553819618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is what he looked like at the beginning of that same day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THGPRu_2f6I/AAAAAAAACXg/BmM0HQp2dbM/s1600/adventureland+10.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/THGPRu_2f6I/AAAAAAAACXg/BmM0HQp2dbM/s400/adventureland+10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508341354087219106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thought this was a pretty sight for an amusement park.  I'll share part 2 in tomorrow's blog....the Iowa State Fair! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-611867655166754304?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/611867655166754304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=611867655166754304' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/611867655166754304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/611867655166754304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/08/adventureland-part-1.html' title='Adventureland, Part 1'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/THGQKyyUbkI/AAAAAAAACYo/UJYLwj4H6Oc/s72-c/Adventureland+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-4718314419980991846</id><published>2010-08-11T18:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T18:24:15.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lancaster County Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teenage boys + sugary slurpies + excessive heat + carnival rides = a rainbow of fruit flavors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is what we found out at our local county fair on Sunday.  It is miserable outside right here, right now and completely unbearable!  That means it's time for school.  When the weather hits an all time high (with heat indexes of 110 degrees), it's always time for me to go back to work.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here are some of our photos from our County Fair excursion.  We do have plans for the Iowa State Fair this weekend, so hopefully the heat doesn't prevail.  I'm guessing it will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;By the way, I like to antique my photos for the fair.  It just seems to make everything look better.  &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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TGMvnFA6yEI/AAAAAAAACWI/DNN6eVaRqWY/s1600/DSC07080.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TGMvnFA6yEI/AAAAAAAACWI/DNN6eVaRqWY/s400/DSC07080.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504295517984311362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TGMvmZx0xFI/AAAAAAAACWA/7kWDdYcBVKY/s1600/DSC07081.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TGMvmZx0xFI/AAAAAAAACWA/7kWDdYcBVKY/s400/DSC07081.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504295506378277970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did not know that setting a table was something you could enter in the fair.  It is darn cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TGMvlw-69KI/AAAAAAAACV4/E1q6oPKk5Tc/s1600/DSC07123.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TGMvlw-69KI/AAAAAAAACV4/E1q6oPKk5Tc/s400/DSC07123.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504295495427355810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TGMu_Z93HoI/AAAAAAAACVw/DcfqRtgqrss/s1600/DSC07095.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TGMu_Z93HoI/AAAAAAAACVw/DcfqRtgqrss/s400/DSC07095.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504294836413865602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TGMu-45bazI/AAAAAAAACVo/6cCg4nR_TFI/s1600/DSC07130.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TGMu-45bazI/AAAAAAAACVo/6cCg4nR_TFI/s400/DSC07130.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504294827536902962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TGMu-U2Bk2I/AAAAAAAACVg/uEh8pqHcG34/s1600/DSC07113.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TGMu-U2Bk2I/AAAAAAAACVg/uEh8pqHcG34/s400/DSC07113.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504294817858949986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TGMu9rKVn9I/AAAAAAAACVY/mhZVDab7XtQ/s1600/DSC07114.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TGMu9rKVn9I/AAAAAAAACVY/mhZVDab7XtQ/s400/DSC07114.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504294806669860818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite even though it's not on a stick, but a fork instead! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TGMu9HN72MI/AAAAAAAACVQ/82EU3rIHkcc/s1600/DSC07119.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TGMu9HN72MI/AAAAAAAACVQ/82EU3rIHkcc/s400/DSC07119.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504294797021272258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love that look! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-4718314419980991846?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4718314419980991846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=4718314419980991846' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4718314419980991846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4718314419980991846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/08/lancaster-county-fair.html' title='Lancaster County Fair'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TGMvnFA6yEI/AAAAAAAACWI/DNN6eVaRqWY/s72-c/DSC07080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-1525514866812754920</id><published>2010-08-09T13:50:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T14:05:06.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What are the Odds?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" align="center" width="545" style="text-align: left;font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="12"&gt;Madison's 10th birthday is just right around the corner (September 15th to be exact).  I asked her what she wants to do for her birthday and her reply....Mom, I've never been to the American Girl store, so can we go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...the closest American Girl store is probably the one at the Mall of American, which is seven hours away.  Until now......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" align="center" width="545"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="69" bgcolor="#b4084c" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://links.email.americangirl.com/ctt?kn=3&amp;amp;m=25341&amp;amp;r=MjgwODQ2MjQS1&amp;amp;b=0&amp;amp;j=MTMzMzA2MTUS1&amp;amp;mt=1&amp;amp;rt=0" target="_blank" name="KCStore" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="69" border="0" width="545" src="http://contenta.mkt3070.com/ra/2010/10132/08/25341/20100802_20100802_01.gif" alt="American Girl" style="display: block; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="50" bgcolor="#b4084c" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://links.email.americangirl.com/ctt?kn=3&amp;amp;m=25341&amp;amp;r=MjgwODQ2MjQS1&amp;amp;b=0&amp;amp;j=MTMzMzA2MTUS1&amp;amp;mt=1&amp;amp;rt=0" target="_blank" name="KCStore" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="50" border="0" width="545" src="http://contenta.mkt3070.com/ra/2010/10132/08/25341/20100802_20100802_02.gif" alt="Grand Opening" style="display: block; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="48" bgcolor="#b4084c" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://links.email.americangirl.com/ctt?kn=3&amp;amp;m=25341&amp;amp;r=MjgwODQ2MjQS1&amp;amp;b=0&amp;amp;j=MTMzMzA2MTUS1&amp;amp;mt=1&amp;amp;rt=0" target="_blank" name="KCStore" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="48" border="0" width="545" src="http://contenta.mkt3070.com/ra/2010/10132/08/25341/20100802_20100802_03.gif" alt="Sept 4-5 in Kansas City" style="display: block; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="57" bgcolor="#b4084c" background="http://contenta.mkt3070.com/ra/2010/10132/08/25341/20100802_20100802_04.gif" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height: 20px; font-size:14px;"&gt;Get ready to explore the newest American Girl store,&lt;br /&gt;coming soon to Oak Park Mall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="36" bgcolor="#ed0e77" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://links.email.americangirl.com/ctt?kn=3&amp;amp;m=25341&amp;amp;r=MjgwODQ2MjQS1&amp;amp;b=0&amp;amp;j=MTMzMzA2MTUS1&amp;amp;mt=1&amp;amp;rt=0" target="_blank" name="KCStore" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="36" border="0" width="545" src="http://contenta.mkt3070.com/ra/2010/10132/08/25341/20100802_20100802_05.gif" alt="Discover More" style="display: block; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img height="16" border="0" width="1" src="http://store.americangirl.com/outbounds/shared_images/spacer.gif" alt=" " style="text-align: left;display: block; " /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; "&gt;This store would only be four hours away versus seven.  This might be her wish come true.  Just think of the scrapbooking opportunites?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-1525514866812754920?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1525514866812754920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=1525514866812754920' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/1525514866812754920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/1525514866812754920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-are-odds.html' title='What are the Odds?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-273867297591891865</id><published>2010-08-04T11:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T12:05:12.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>State Fair, anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The Iowa State Fair starts next week and I am so wanting to attend.  I've never been to our neighboring state's fair and I think it's about time.  I've heard it's a fantastic fair to see!  Also, I'm still mad that our State Fair moved away from Lincoln and down the road about two hours away, so I'm boycotting that one for sure.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do I enjoy attending the fair, you may ask?  Well, I'm really not into seeing farm animals (induces allergies) or anything agricultural related, but I do like the parades, vendors, demonstrations, people watching, concerts and of course.....Fair Food! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFmbPUxvPWI/AAAAAAAACVI/_vWxhx62HTY/s1600/statefair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFmbPUxvPWI/AAAAAAAACVI/_vWxhx62HTY/s400/statefair.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501599107387440482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check this out...&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p class="head4" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(130, 125, 1); font-weight: bold; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Here's the list of foods on-a-stick as of July 2010 for the Iowa State Fair:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Fair Square&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Chocolate-covered tiramisu on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Turtle mousse bar on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Strawberry cream bar on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Twinkie log on-a-stick (frozen Twinkie dipped in white chocolate and rolled in cashews)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Octodog (hotdog in the shape of an octopus)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Frozen s’more on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Chocolate-dipped cake on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Chicken club on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Buffalo chicken on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Chocolate-covered peanut butter round on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Chocolate-covered key lime round on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Carmellows on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Pretzel rods dipped in caramel or chocolate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Pickle on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Pork chop on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Corn dog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Cheese on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Cajun chicken on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Sesame chicken on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Carmel apple&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;German sausage on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Teriyaki beef on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Corn on the cob on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Cotton candy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Veggie dog on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Turkey drumstick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Nutty bar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Fried pickle on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Hot bologna on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Shrimp on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Chicken on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Monkey Tails (chocolate covered banana on-a-stick)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Taffy on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Honey on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Ice cream Wonder Bar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Deep fried Snickers bar on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Deep fried 3 Musketeers bar on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Deep fried Milky Way bar on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Deep fried Twinkie on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Lamb on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Meatballs on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Deep fried hoho on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Fudge Puppy (waffle drenched in chocolate syrup and topped with whipped cream)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Chili Dog on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Funtastick Pork on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Dutch letters on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Turkey tenders on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Deep fried hot dog on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Chocolate covered cheesecake on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Potato Lollipop (4 thick slices of russet potato deep fried and on-a-stick with dipping sauces)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Pineapple on-a-stick (Fresh pineapple dipped in funnel cake batter and deep fried)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Chicken lips on-a-stick (breaded chicken breast smothered with hot sauce, served with blue cheese dressing).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Cornbrat on-a-stick (bratwurst dipped in corndog batter)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Frozen fudge brownie on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Ice cream cookie sandwich on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Rock candy on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Salad on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-type: square; list-style-position: outside; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Hard-boiled egg on-a-stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  line-height: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt; Looking at all of those tantalizing choices, which one would be the first you'd want to try? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-273867297591891865?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/273867297591891865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=273867297591891865' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/273867297591891865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/273867297591891865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/08/state-fair-anyone.html' title='State Fair, anyone?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFmbPUxvPWI/AAAAAAAACVI/_vWxhx62HTY/s72-c/statefair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-3171982331458502475</id><published>2010-08-03T12:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T12:34:27.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My final week of summer vacation....(sigh).  I've totally enjoyed every minute of it, but it is time to get back into a routine.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chauffeuring&lt;/span&gt; my kids all over town has gotten old and so has their constant fighting, so off to school we go.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what I've been doing this past week.  I wanted some inspiration, so I went to &lt;a href="http://www.drjean.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Dr. Jean's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; website and found this idea.  It's a scrapbook for my students telling them about me.  You don't have to be good at scrapbooking to make this one.  Very simple.  This is her version....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drjean.org/html/monthly_act/act_2010/07_Jul/pg06.html"&gt;http://www.drjean.org/html/monthly_act/act_2010/07_Jul/pg06.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFhPfZiAtiI/AAAAAAAACVA/y0VOktGtoCk/s1600/book+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFhPfZiAtiI/AAAAAAAACVA/y0VOktGtoCk/s400/book+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501234345681139234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then I felt inspired to cover my bulletin board.  My classroom is only 4 years old, but the tack holes were starting to show, so I decided to cover it with material.  I've never tried this before, but heard it's better than paper, which fades quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFhPe-H_amI/AAAAAAAACU4/eapBsi3R7LM/s1600/bulletinboard+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFhPe-H_amI/AAAAAAAACU4/eapBsi3R7LM/s400/bulletinboard+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501234338324245090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Friday, we had overnight guests, so my friends could go to a 40th birthday party out of town  I had seven children to entertain, so we went fishing.  I love free fun!  Boy, did they catch a ton too.  Emily, my friend's oldest, caught around 20-24.  Glad the fish were hungry or this activity would have gotten old rather quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFhPeSAVmHI/AAAAAAAACUw/QQfCCjmF4Yw/s1600/funn+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFhPeSAVmHI/AAAAAAAACUw/QQfCCjmF4Yw/s400/funn+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501234326480984178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought you might like to see the latest with Grant's foot.  We never did get into the doctor's office (not for the lack of trying).  They were booked solid, so I discussed the toe issue with a nurse.  She was honest to say there's not much we could do anyway.  So, Andy cut the nail off after a couple days.  I wasn't about to volunteer. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFhPd5iQUaI/AAAAAAAACUo/RRBjXhDwc0c/s1600/foot+4.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFhPd5iQUaI/AAAAAAAACUo/RRBjXhDwc0c/s400/foot+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501234319912358306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However, I did spend another co-pay at the doctor's office this week.  Tyler had an itchy rash all over his legs that were spreading to his upper body.  Of course, we tried medicating it on our own, which didn't work.  Can you believe Tyler didn't want me taking a photo of the rash?  It was an impressive one too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My charm (mentioned in an earlier blog) was also ready for pick up this week.  I love it!  &lt;a href="http://browndogstudiojewelry.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; does a fantastic job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFhPdSM-nAI/AAAAAAAACUg/uWup-JbQTyU/s1600/charm+5.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFhPdSM-nAI/AAAAAAAACUg/uWup-JbQTyU/s400/charm+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501234309354134530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-3171982331458502475?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3171982331458502475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=3171982331458502475' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3171982331458502475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3171982331458502475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/08/tuesday-thoughts.html' title='Tuesday Thoughts'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFhPfZiAtiI/AAAAAAAACVA/y0VOktGtoCk/s72-c/book+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-8503336216226694466</id><published>2010-07-28T09:17:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T09:57:05.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>They're Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Life is back to normal for the most part.  Grant and Madison are now home.  Tyler left on Sunday (making his return for 12 hours) for a Youth Mission trip to Minnesota.  He'll be gone for the week and return FINALLY on Saturday for good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, Ranger is getting all the attention once again and the doggie diarrhea is now a thing of the past.  Hallelujah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFA-SWXiaaI/AAAAAAAACUY/8RQF1C9MORo/s1600/home+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFA-SWXiaaI/AAAAAAAACUY/8RQF1C9MORo/s400/home+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498963629982247330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has quickly come to my attention that I have less than a dozen days left of my summer vacation.  I haven't even started to use my kids' Summer Fun passes, so it was off we go this week visiting several of our favorite places.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, the Children's Zoo (Monday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFA-R66a7oI/AAAAAAAACUQ/hwgFcRnDUVs/s1600/home+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFA-R66a7oI/AAAAAAAACUQ/hwgFcRnDUVs/s400/home+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498963622612364930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grant was excited to go and thought we'd see Tyler working there.  He was disappointed to find out that Tyler wasn't going to give him his pony ride.  Of course, I paid for the ticket to ride the pony prior to Grant's realization and Grant was not about to budge without Tyler.  No Tyler, no pony ride.  The stinker!  Someone &lt;b&gt;had&lt;/b&gt; to ride that pony....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFA-RIEIS1I/AAAAAAAACUI/2kgsozHx2So/s1600/home+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFA-RIEIS1I/AAAAAAAACUI/2kgsozHx2So/s400/home+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498963608962878290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you Madison!  I knew you'd pull through for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFA8ulzhyyI/AAAAAAAACTw/k4IFSULxox0/s1600/home+8.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFA8ulzhyyI/AAAAAAAACTw/k4IFSULxox0/s400/home+8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498961916139260706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Tuesday, we traveled to my favorite ice cream shop, Ivanna Cone, in downtown Lincoln.  It's located in the old Creamery building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFA8uHCQW6I/AAAAAAAACTo/Va22NC99KUg/s1600/home+9.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFA8uHCQW6I/AAAAAAAACTo/Va22NC99KUg/s400/home+9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498961907879533474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out those fun flavors....Andy chose Brandy Cherry, Grant had Grape Soda, Madison got the last of the Mint Chip and I had Strawberry.  Delicious and the atmosphere is incredible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We came home to a uneventful evening until Grant decided he had to go to the bathroom after 10pm and did this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFA8tsCqRUI/AAAAAAAACTg/XttsVu8rVB0/s1600/home+7.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFA8tsCqRUI/AAAAAAAACTg/XttsVu8rVB0/s400/home+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498961900633474370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He stubbed his pinky toe on the trim in the bathroom.  I ran to his screams to find the nail on his toe hanging by a thread.  I about passed out.  (Nursing would never be my thing.)  I called for Andy, who was outside at the time, to bandage it.  We gave the poor kid some pain reliever and this morning it seems to be okay.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notice that his first toe has been stubbed twice this summer leaving it raw.  This kid is extremely accident prone.  I am starting to wonder if he needs glasses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now here's my dilemma, do I change the bandage myself or should I go to the doctor's office?  I am wondering if the nail should be removed.  I don't think the toe is broken, but I just don't know how to proceed.  Any suggestions? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I initially thought to take him in, but now I'm wondering if they'd think I'm one wacky parent to bring in a stubbed toe. I'm a parent who can't handle blood, which is true.  Not only do I not like blood, but I also don't like $30 co-pays either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-8503336216226694466?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8503336216226694466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=8503336216226694466' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/8503336216226694466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/8503336216226694466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/07/theyre-back.html' title='They&apos;re Back!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TFA-SWXiaaI/AAAAAAAACUY/8RQF1C9MORo/s72-c/home+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-3329505916028606268</id><published>2010-07-23T12:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T12:56:40.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Forgetful Fairy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TEnUiKp8HMI/AAAAAAAACTQ/9y7mIjCwPsk/s400/tooth+fairy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497158503623302338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has been a wonderful week for me without having my children around.  Rarely am I not around children.  Oh, of course, I dearly love them all (mine and other people's), but it is sure nice to get a break.  The only drawback this week has been our dog who became so depressed that I needed to seek professional help for the poor guy.  He had lost so many fluids (caused by making himself sick) that he was bleeding from his bottom and lost all the "good" bacteria from his intestinal tract.  If only you could imagine the mess that I had to endure yesterday...it wasn't pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I was cleaning Madison's room this week and found a tiny baby tooth that she lost around the end of June hidden under her pillow in a zip-lock bag.  Nuts!  I had totally forgotten about it and she knows that I know "mom" is the real fairy.  So, the joy of being a fairy has kind of lost it's appeal with me.  I do recall that about two weeks ago she stated, "Mom, the tooth fairy &lt;b&gt;still&lt;/b&gt; hasn't come."  My response was have you emailed her about it.  (Mental note to me:  don't forget!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now having this week free to do as I pleased, I "the fairy" have composed a note to Madison explaining the situation....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Chalkboard;font-size:21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Chalkboard;font-size:21px;"&gt;Dear Madison,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Chalkboard;font-size:21px;"&gt;I am so sorry that I was unable to stop by sooner to retrieve that tooth you lost several weeks ago.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I could give numerous reasons for not remembering.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For example:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was extremely busy running my fairy children to multiple functions around town or the constant routine of cleaning my fairy home, but that is just my excuse for forgetting what is important to a nine year old. So, I guess I just want you to know that tooth fairies also make mistakes and I apologize.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ve also included a bit more money than usual due to the circumstances. Please spend wisely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Chalkboard;font-size:21px;"&gt;I just wanted you to know that the past seven days, of my fairy life, I was on a staycation (meaning home alone without responsibilities), which freed up much of my hectic schedule.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This made it possible to get many of my tasks, including your tooth money, accomplished this week.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I believe all fairies should get this privilege every once in a while.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was rejuvenating!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Chalkboard;font-size:21px;"&gt;Please also know that I am now excited to get back to my regular schedule.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I really do miss my darling fairy children and anticipate their arrival shortly.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By the way, the fairy dog did not do well without his loyal, loving companions and can’t wait to see them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Chalkboard;font-size:21px;"&gt;Love and Smiles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Chalkboard;font-size:21px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Chalkboard;font-size:21px;"&gt;The Official Tooth Fairy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-3329505916028606268?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3329505916028606268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=3329505916028606268' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3329505916028606268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3329505916028606268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/07/forgetful-fairy.html' title='The Forgetful Fairy'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TEnUiKp8HMI/AAAAAAAACTQ/9y7mIjCwPsk/s72-c/tooth+fairy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-3230197794888096901</id><published>2010-07-21T16:19:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T16:36:14.118-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Depressed Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TEdk2E0ChwI/AAAAAAAACTI/ceVfpOoknrg/s1600/doggie+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TEdk2E0ChwI/AAAAAAAACTI/ceVfpOoknrg/s400/doggie+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496472750396704514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are working on day #4 without kids and Ranger, the Schnauzer, just can't take it anymore.  He hasn't eaten much for me since they left and just lays around on the kids' beds.  Now, this wouldn't be so bad except he threw up on Grant's carpet.  Of course, it's the only carpet in the house that I did get shampooed this week, so I'm sure that was his reasoning for picking that one.  Grrrr....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As soon as I got done cleaning that five by five (guessing) inch spot, guess what else he did...He threw up again and had diarrhea in two heaping piles in his kennel.  Ugh!  Where are those kids to clean it up???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TEdk1pquk1I/AAAAAAAACTA/fWod3aZ_QUA/s1600/doggie+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TEdk1pquk1I/AAAAAAAACTA/fWod3aZ_QUA/s400/doggie+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496472743109890898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ranger grumbling:  "Just leave me alone and get my kids back."  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TEdk1a4LlFI/AAAAAAAACS4/KGSJXhKErAc/s1600/doggie+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TEdk1a4LlFI/AAAAAAAACS4/KGSJXhKErAc/s400/doggie+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496472739139785810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ranger's thoughts:  "You're going to put this on your blog, huh?" &lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me, I'm still enjoying the peace and quiet.  Next year, the dog goes to Grandma and Grandpa's house too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-3230197794888096901?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3230197794888096901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=3230197794888096901' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3230197794888096901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3230197794888096901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/07/our-depressed-dog.html' title='Our Depressed Dog'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TEdk2E0ChwI/AAAAAAAACTI/ceVfpOoknrg/s72-c/doggie+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-7729514462075468364</id><published>2010-07-19T11:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T07:46:22.362-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Temporary Empty Nest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yes, it's true.  Andy and I are empty-nesters.  Just for one glorious week without the sounds of "I'm hungry!", "Can I go over to my friend's house?" or "Are we going to the pool today?.  This is the first time &lt;b&gt;ever&lt;/b&gt; to have all three kids at Grandma and Grandpa's house.  Yes, I'm definitely loving it!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far, I've cleaned Grant's room and one bathroom from top to bottom.  I've sanitized tubs, shampooed carpets, mopped floors and it feels great.  I've even tossed a few toys away without anyone retrieving them from the garbage.  It's very liberating to say the least. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I gotta go and tackle another project (painting the kitchen) and just so I won't be bothered...here's what the front door says....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TER9RqH8mjI/AAAAAAAACSw/CxqGitn6wew/s1600/no+kids+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TER9RqH8mjI/AAAAAAAACSw/CxqGitn6wew/s400/no+kids+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495655187617716786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TER9RJkW4pI/AAAAAAAACSo/Ul0D-Wb_nN4/s1600/No+kids+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TER9RJkW4pI/AAAAAAAACSo/Ul0D-Wb_nN4/s400/No+kids+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495655178878509714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-7729514462075468364?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7729514462075468364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=7729514462075468364' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/7729514462075468364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/7729514462075468364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/07/temporary-empty-nest.html' title='Temporary Empty Nest'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TER9RqH8mjI/AAAAAAAACSw/CxqGitn6wew/s72-c/no+kids+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-9052793453066561928</id><published>2010-07-14T15:10:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T16:07:44.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Closest Thing to the World Cup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday morning, I soon discovered that the U.S. Women's National Soccer team were playing Sweden in Morrison Stadium (Creighton campus) in Omaha, Nebraska.  Wow!  This kind of thing never happens in our backyard, so I quickly booked three tickets to go.  When I told Madison about our luck she thought I was kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see taking Madison to a U.S. women's soccer game, like this one, is much better than.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a Justin Bieber concert,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a Miley Cirus concert, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or getting a whole new wardrobe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just look at her excitement on our way to the game.  I figured this mini trip for Madison is similar to the one we gave to &lt;a href="http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-with-thomas.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Grant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; last summer.  Now Tyler is asking when he's getting to see his Indianapolis Colts play in person.  I told him as soon as they play in Nebraska.  That comment was received with a huge sigh and eye roll.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TD4cyHLqCJI/AAAAAAAACSY/ptzLBCtyAdo/s1600/DSC06678.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TD4cyHLqCJI/AAAAAAAACSY/ptzLBCtyAdo/s400/DSC06678.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493860242685560978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently, Morrison Stadium was built in 2003 and is one of the nicer soccer stadiums in the country.  This explains why they chose the midwest for this game.  Team U.S.A's next match against Sweden will be somewhere in Connecticut on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TD4bAHq_aaI/AAAAAAAACSQ/OWh5OnuZ34E/s1600/soccer+w+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TD4bAHq_aaI/AAAAAAAACSQ/OWh5OnuZ34E/s400/soccer+w+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493858284311898530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The stadium was at it's all time capacity, which I have already forgotten. Unfortunately, we didn't get there in time for a great seat (actually no seat at all), so we stood for the entire game.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The photo below is the kick-off.  This is nothing like elementary soccer, I tell you.   I didn't realize how many players were on the field at one time.  You can hear their conversations on the field too, which Andy thinks is just like baseball.  I disagree.  I think it's kind of weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TD4aeEoKQEI/AAAAAAAACSI/n_fRODA_QNU/s1600/soccer+w+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TD4aeEoKQEI/AAAAAAAACSI/n_fRODA_QNU/s400/soccer+w+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493857699379167298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Madison said she's too busy to take any pictures when she's watching the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TD4adN_AQ1I/AAAAAAAACSA/mK2hUhQ_5b0/s1600/soccer+w+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TD4adN_AQ1I/AAAAAAAACSA/mK2hUhQ_5b0/s400/soccer+w+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493857684711031634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Believe it or not, there were some of those annoying Vuvuzelas that were like the ones blown at the World Cup.  Thankfully, there were only a handful in the stadium.  I can not imagine a sea of noisy Vuvuzelas.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you see the blue one being blown close by me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TD4acgrDcpI/AAAAAAAACR4/AnB0ACLALOs/s1600/soccer+w+4.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TD4acgrDcpI/AAAAAAAACR4/AnB0ACLALOs/s400/soccer+w+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493857672547758738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Madison's soccer jersey number is #18, so we &lt;b&gt;had&lt;/b&gt; to purchase Hope Solo's #18 jersey when we saw it.  We thought it was especially cool that both Hope and Madison play goalkeeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TD4acPD0FGI/AAAAAAAACRw/7m2Ksz5h-EE/s1600/soccer+w+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TD4acPD0FGI/AAAAAAAACRw/7m2Ksz5h-EE/s1600/soccer+w+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TD4acPD0FGI/AAAAAAAACRw/7m2Ksz5h-EE/s400/soccer+w+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493857667819770978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The game ended with a tie, which kind of seemed disappointing at the time.   Not too much excitement, but I can add this to my &lt;a href="http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2009/03/mission-40-x-40-revisited.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;40 x 40 project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  The only goal for the U.S. was made by Amy Rodriguez.  Awesome name!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TD4iPb91UUI/AAAAAAAACSg/SFrnrN_HGQg/s400/DSC06723.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493866244039070018" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This night made for a wonderful one for our #1 soccer playing daughter.  She had some nice quality time with her parents and time away from her brothers.  "Score!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TD4abh52HEI/AAAAAAAACRo/s8ltHOUJHG8/s1600/soccer+w+6.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TD4abh52HEI/AAAAAAAACRo/s8ltHOUJHG8/s400/soccer+w+6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493857655698365506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&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/413700842157074137-9052793453066561928?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/9052793453066561928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=9052793453066561928' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/9052793453066561928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/9052793453066561928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/07/closest-thing-to-world-cup.html' title='The Closest Thing to the World Cup'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TD4cyHLqCJI/AAAAAAAACSY/ptzLBCtyAdo/s72-c/DSC06678.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-5055733152397482046</id><published>2010-07-10T14:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T14:48:25.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I finally WON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;For over two years I've read blogs, commented on blogs and have entered numerous giveaways on blogs only to never have won.  I've finally broken my unlucky streak and won my first giveaway that, of course, is scrapbook related from Creating Keepsakes.  They must of known that I was going to their convention to spend loads of money there.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so exciting to get a package in the mail that I didn't have to pay for!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDjLZ9XJE9I/AAAAAAAACRg/c7Z2UKYtNHc/s1600/win+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDjLZ9XJE9I/AAAAAAAACRg/c7Z2UKYtNHc/s400/win+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492363392407114706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This book is what I knew I was going to get.  It's a novel about scrapbooking, which I had never heard of before.  I'll let you know if it's any good.  If it has scrapbooking vampires in it, I'm sure it will be a good read.  Really...why wouldn't vampires scrapbook?  They live forever and it would be an excellent use of their money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDjLNwMu77I/AAAAAAAACRY/-zJmM3u-pKU/s1600/win+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDjLNwMu77I/AAAAAAAACRY/-zJmM3u-pKU/s400/win+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492363182715367346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I found this inside the box...(pattern paper)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDjLNLHVW7I/AAAAAAAACRQ/NOochDWQYbk/s1600/win+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDjLNLHVW7I/AAAAAAAACRQ/NOochDWQYbk/s400/win+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492363172760607666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this (Fiskar punches),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDjLMqUGFHI/AAAAAAAACRI/9hMQ3_gf3E8/s1600/win+4.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDjLMqUGFHI/AAAAAAAACRI/9hMQ3_gf3E8/s400/win+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492363163955762290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this (templates),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDjLMFBFefI/AAAAAAAACRA/fKxD4Uf9OOo/s1600/win+5.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDjLMFBFefI/AAAAAAAACRA/fKxD4Uf9OOo/s400/win+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492363153943919090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and that (adhesive and embellishments)! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, happy day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDjLLj-QYwI/AAAAAAAACQ4/KgbGnoDrJ4M/s1600/win+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDjLLj-QYwI/AAAAAAAACQ4/KgbGnoDrJ4M/s400/win+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492363145073681154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you, Creating Keepsakes! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-5055733152397482046?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5055733152397482046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=5055733152397482046' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/5055733152397482046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/5055733152397482046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-finally-won.html' title='I finally WON!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDjLZ9XJE9I/AAAAAAAACRg/c7Z2UKYtNHc/s72-c/win+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-9173873971740650509</id><published>2010-07-10T07:05:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T07:28:03.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Creating Keepsakes Convention 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, my Mom and I drove to Des Moines for a fantastic, fabulous, fun day of scrapping at the latest Creating Keepsakes Convention (CKC).  It's a three day scrapbooking event that has various scrapbooking vendors and classes all for the obsessive scrapbooker like myself.  This trip required me to get up at 3:45 am, but it was all worth it!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDhjKs_znfI/AAAAAAAACQw/43S1PhlQcqM/s1600/CKC+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDhjKs_znfI/AAAAAAAACQw/43S1PhlQcqM/s400/CKC+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492248781106945522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture is from the last CKC we went to in Kansas City, which was over four years ago.  We even got to meet the founder of CK, Lisa Bearnson, who has now since retired (and done quite well) from the industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDhjJ9CKupI/AAAAAAAACQo/EiCgR6BUzfw/s1600/CKC+0.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDhjJ9CKupI/AAAAAAAACQo/EiCgR6BUzfw/s400/CKC+0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492248768231946898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The below photo is what a class looks like.  This was my Mom's SEI class.  Notice she's the one who likes to stand while she's creating.  This particular class was two hours long, but everyone completed a 12 inch album in that time.  I took 4 classes (one hour each) and my mom completed three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDhjJWO4QeI/AAAAAAAACQg/2D4jwHMnXYw/s1600/CKC+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDhjJWO4QeI/AAAAAAAACQg/2D4jwHMnXYw/s400/CKC+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492248757816279522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a picture of one of the classes called &lt;i&gt;City Life &lt;/i&gt;by Heartstrings Designs that both Mom and I took together.  We don't mind separating and taking classes that interest only us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDhjI3wtDmI/AAAAAAAACQY/hcojtR7WURo/s1600/CKC+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDhjI3wtDmI/AAAAAAAACQY/hcojtR7WURo/s400/CKC+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492248749636652642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a 16 hour event (driving included) and it was a blast! I'm hoping to attend the CKC in Kansas City this Fall.  Anyone want to tag along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-9173873971740650509?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/9173873971740650509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=9173873971740650509' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/9173873971740650509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/9173873971740650509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/07/creating-keepsakes-convention-2010.html' title='Creating Keepsakes Convention 2010'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDhjKs_znfI/AAAAAAAACQw/43S1PhlQcqM/s72-c/CKC+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-2011749926564053646</id><published>2010-07-08T11:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T11:46:01.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Isn't this a beautiful lake house?  I wish it was mine, but, unfortunately, it's not.  In fact, one of my wonderful co-workers (Raette) own it and she lets us have a fantastic time there, which is so very generous of her.  I've blogged about this place before.  It's like the closest thing for us to enjoy a large body of water...Big Sandy in landlocked Nebraska.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDX81nj0API/AAAAAAAACQQ/wduS6II9qrA/s1600/Lake+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDX81nj0API/AAAAAAAACQQ/wduS6II9qrA/s400/Lake+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491573318730645746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids loved fishing off of the new dock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDX81I3As6I/AAAAAAAACQI/qXz36dWV23E/s1600/Lake+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDX81I3As6I/AAAAAAAACQI/qXz36dWV23E/s400/Lake+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491573310489670562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going to Big Sandy means numerous picture taking opportunities for me.  I heart taking photos of the outdoors.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDX80pHV_qI/AAAAAAAACQA/At6mCQuL5vg/s1600/Lake+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDX80pHV_qI/AAAAAAAACQA/At6mCQuL5vg/s400/Lake+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491573301968240290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't this sweet?  Brothers together on a kayak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDX8XL4GtGI/AAAAAAAACP4/Hz1iCmPA9zk/s1600/Lake+4.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDX8XL4GtGI/AAAAAAAACP4/Hz1iCmPA9zk/s400/Lake+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491572795903489122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madison got to bring her friend Aleni for some digging fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDX8WgdSTlI/AAAAAAAACPw/pJWQlPMZM0w/s1600/Lake+5.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDX8WgdSTlI/AAAAAAAACPw/pJWQlPMZM0w/s400/Lake+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491572784248278610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant was so good about allowing me to take some photos of him.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDX8V3HwAHI/AAAAAAAACPo/S6KS1-d4HIg/s1600/Lake+6.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDX8V3HwAHI/AAAAAAAACPo/S6KS1-d4HIg/s400/Lake+6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491572773152096370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such a Grant smile! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDX8VdG9ekI/AAAAAAAACPg/mzg-xE_Cq-E/s1600/Lake+7.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDX8VdG9ekI/AAAAAAAACPg/mzg-xE_Cq-E/s400/Lake+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491572766169463362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant had so much fun at Big Sandy that he didn't even last a mile out and was sound asleep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDX8U7BsyYI/AAAAAAAACPY/eZvlsVjOlew/s1600/Lake+8.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDX8U7BsyYI/AAAAAAAACPY/eZvlsVjOlew/s400/Lake+8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491572757020592514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today we are off to Big Sandy again.  Fun in the Sun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-2011749926564053646?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/2011749926564053646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=2011749926564053646' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/2011749926564053646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/2011749926564053646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-at-lake.html' title='Day at the Lake'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDX81nj0API/AAAAAAAACQQ/wduS6II9qrA/s72-c/Lake+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-2147960531186160391</id><published>2010-07-06T21:55:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T22:25:41.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-creating My Favorite Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDPtb8zNLDI/AAAAAAAACOk/udbB78HPSNU/s1600/DSC00551_2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDPtb8zNLDI/AAAAAAAACOk/udbB78HPSNU/s400/DSC00551_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490993435127917618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The above picture is my all-time favorite of my three kids.  The photo was taken while sitting on our front steps on the 4th of July in 2007.  I love their sun-kissed cheeks, Madison's darling freckles and Tyler's bleach blonde hair.   I even find that Grant's ear smooched by Tyler's face to be very adorable.  So, I decided to try to re-create this photo, now three years later.   All for the sake of creating a cool charm made by Sarah at &lt;a href="http://browndogstudiojewelry.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Brown Dog Studio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasn't easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDPtSzYv7vI/AAAAAAAACOc/7ba1OkP3rqU/s1600/recreate+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDPtSzYv7vI/AAAAAAAACOc/7ba1OkP3rqU/s400/recreate+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490993277982207730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madison said that the sun was too bright for her eyes.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDPtSWayfmI/AAAAAAAACOU/f54jzgJgM0Y/s1600/recreate+4.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDPtSWayfmI/AAAAAAAACOU/f54jzgJgM0Y/s400/recreate+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490993270206135906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyler had to sneeze, probably due to that sunlight that bothered Madison. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDPtRmtkXxI/AAAAAAAACOM/m5JfarEVH2E/s1600/recreate+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDPtRmtkXxI/AAAAAAAACOM/m5JfarEVH2E/s400/recreate+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490993257400000274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We decided to take a break for fifteen minutes to allow Madison's eyes to adjust.  We also decided to change Madison's hair a little.  Grant is giving me one finger because he said, "Only one more, mom!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDPtRJN47-I/AAAAAAAACOE/ZFYHhitSxw4/s1600/recreate+6.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDPtRJN47-I/AAAAAAAACOE/ZFYHhitSxw4/s400/recreate+6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490993249482502114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant was serious too.  I told him, "No...one more, until I get it right." This caused some serious giggling.  I really appreciated that they humored me on this one.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDPtQsUa1VI/AAAAAAAACN8/oLa2Zs9JTTw/s1600/recreate+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDPtQsUa1VI/AAAAAAAACN8/oLa2Zs9JTTw/s400/recreate+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490993241725261138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I think I got it close enough this time.  Tyler's smile isn't my favorite, but it will have to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-2147960531186160391?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/2147960531186160391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=2147960531186160391' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/2147960531186160391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/2147960531186160391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/07/re-creating-favorite-picture.html' title='Re-creating My Favorite Picture'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDPtb8zNLDI/AAAAAAAACOk/udbB78HPSNU/s72-c/DSC00551_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-4579862882954139469</id><published>2010-07-05T23:28:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T19:31:26.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello again!  It's been awhile, so I thought I'd share some of our busy weekend events.  I've been a productive person since I last blogged.  I finished &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt;, saw the movie Eclipse (awesome), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;scrapbooked&lt;/span&gt; at a Twilight themed crop, had a garage sale and attended numerous baseball, softball and track meets.  Phew!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also figured out what was wrong with Madison's hands.  It appears that the cream I have used for eczema has helped tremendously.  I wished I would have tried that first before going to the doctor's office.  The burn cream that they applied did not work and was billed to my insurance as an "office surgery" for $153.  I would think surgery would imply some type of needle or cutting.  Ridiculous!  The doctor said she'd spare me the cost of the expensive cream called &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Silvadene&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/i&gt;Little did we know that one week later, Madison would get a painful, 3 inch burn on her leg caused at Girl Scout Day Camp off of a metal fire pit ring.  I'd post a picture, but it's disgusting and Madison protested that I couldn't put it on the blog either.  So, you are spared this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On to our Independence Day Weekend, which seemed to last forever with an added day off....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDK0oJqJrPI/AAAAAAAACN0/HHil1mowTIk/s1600/Indi+0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDK0oJqJrPI/AAAAAAAACN0/HHil1mowTIk/s400/Indi+0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490649497598536946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Saturday morning, we met my parents and my sister and her kids at the Henry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Doorly&lt;/span&gt; Zoo.  My brother had to work and unfortunately, his wife couldn't find a spot to park at the zoo.  It was a mad house with the College World Series just getting over with and it appeared that everyone also wanted to go to the zoo.  I didn't take many pictures since I didn't recharge my battery and it died.  Instead of taking photos, I spent my time counting tattooed people.  I lost track after 47.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDK0T3w61SI/AAAAAAAACNs/__Vlu3o-u4Q/s1600/Indi+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDK0T3w61SI/AAAAAAAACNs/__Vlu3o-u4Q/s400/Indi+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490649149197702434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later Saturday night, we went to our friends, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Horner's&lt;/span&gt; house, for some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;barbeque&lt;/span&gt; and fireworks.  This wasn't my day for photo taking because this above photo is as good as it gets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDK0TbMIXlI/AAAAAAAACNk/huwb0kJicwg/s1600/Indi+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDK0TbMIXlI/AAAAAAAACNk/huwb0kJicwg/s400/Indi+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490649141527207506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday it rained, rained and rained some more!  We decided at the last minute to attend the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July parade in Seward at 4pm.  The rain held off for the parade and it was terrific.  The crowds were less and the weather wasn't hot and miserable like most years.  Tyler didn't want in the picture, so I took one of Madison and Grant instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDK0SpJ0xeI/AAAAAAAACNc/flYVI13ilOA/s1600/Indi+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDK0SpJ0xeI/AAAAAAAACNc/flYVI13ilOA/s1600/Indi+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: left; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDK0SpJ0xeI/AAAAAAAACNc/flYVI13ilOA/s400/Indi+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490649128095761890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought this float was hilarious.  They made photos of all the graduates of 1970 and put them on foam board.  As you can tell, there were a pretty good number of grads for small town Seward, but only two decided to be on the float forty years later.  Either the majority experienced premature death before the age of sixty or no one cared to attend.  I'm hoping it's the latter of the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDK0SGL3sQI/AAAAAAAACNU/OlYRJCo4OkU/s1600/Indi+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDK0SGL3sQI/AAAAAAAACNU/OlYRJCo4OkU/s400/Indi+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490649118709100802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the parade, we drove back to Lincoln to catch a good ole' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Saltdog's&lt;/span&gt; game.  As we entered the stadium, Tyler was approached to participate in a (between the innings) game.  He competed in a bat spinning/sack race and his team won.  He's pictured on the right wearing a black shirt.  His partner (a 5 yr. old)  in the race had to spin in circles with his head on a bat and then run to Tyler in a dizzy stupor, tagging him as Tyler then hopped to the finish.  Their prize each was a small bag of tennis balls and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;velcro&lt;/span&gt; mitts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDK0ReMXVlI/AAAAAAAACNM/hoVqT963plg/s1600/Indi+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDK0ReMXVlI/AAAAAAAACNM/hoVqT963plg/s400/Indi+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490649107973756498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We called our friends, the Jensen gang, to meet us at the game.  They have four kids and, of course, we have three, so I got a group photo with Homer the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Saltdog&lt;/span&gt; mascot and Ronald McDonald.  I thought it was very patriotic for the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;....burgers and baseball.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ronald asked me if all seven of the kids were mine.  I quickly responded "no".  I now wished I would have replied, "Yes, they are all mine. I don't believe in using condiments."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDKyWiHylII/AAAAAAAACNE/UOPX4WsGfvw/s1600/Indi+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDKyWiHylII/AAAAAAAACNE/UOPX4WsGfvw/s400/Indi+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490646995904402562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was very much like a weekend, as many in the workforce had the day off since the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; fell on a Sunday.  It was a nice day to have Andy around for an extra day of family fun.  Tyler had to work at the Lincoln Zoo today, so we dropped by for a visit.  Tyler just recently moved to the Pony rides from the Critter Counter.  Of course, I had to get that picture of Tyler giving Grant a ride on Butch the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ornery&lt;/span&gt; horse.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Butch has the incredible ability to unhook himself and run away, which I'd give anything to see.  I guess he plays "can't catch me" quite well.  He's one smart horse and Tyler just loves his personality.  Tyler said that you have to watch Butch if you put a rather heavy child on his back.  Butch won't retaliate against the child, but did let Tyler know the weighty kid wasn't appreciated.  He bit him on his backside when he did so today.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This summer is consisting of burns, rashes and horse bites on the rear end...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDKyWADoDoI/AAAAAAAACM8/IpRJWEDXLnQ/s1600/Indi+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDKyWADoDoI/AAAAAAAACM8/IpRJWEDXLnQ/s400/Indi+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490646986760130178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just had to include this picture from the Butterfly Papillion.  Grant got his fingers sprayed with sugar water to attract the butterflies.  His crossed-eyed look makes me smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDKyVkpieDI/AAAAAAAACM0/vt-CUOrAIqM/s1600/Indi+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDKyVkpieDI/AAAAAAAACM0/vt-CUOrAIqM/s400/Indi+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490646979402954802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We even ran into Grant's buddy, Cameron, from Tyler's baseball games.  They have loads of fun together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDKyU6mKjkI/AAAAAAAACMs/qZ0g_Q3e_Bs/s1600/Indi+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDKyU6mKjkI/AAAAAAAACMs/qZ0g_Q3e_Bs/s400/Indi+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490646968114515522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We ended our weekend with margaritas and s'mores at the Jensen's house tonight.  Angie, another of my scrappin' buddies, and her family were also over.  The mosquitos were fierce, but we managed with loads of bug spray and a blazing fire pit to ward them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDKyUMRFvBI/AAAAAAAACMk/pfxScnUPryc/s1600/Indi+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDKyUMRFvBI/AAAAAAAACMk/pfxScnUPryc/s400/Indi+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490646955678088210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought I'd share my own s'more experience...yikes, no makeup!  I even wore my s'more shirt that read..."S'more friends, S'more fun, S'more, S'mores!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you too had an enjoyable holiday weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ;" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-4579862882954139469?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4579862882954139469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=4579862882954139469' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4579862882954139469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4579862882954139469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/07/independence-weekend.html' title='Independence Weekend'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TDK0oJqJrPI/AAAAAAAACN0/HHil1mowTIk/s72-c/Indi+0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-70010450990089145</id><published>2010-06-23T15:32:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T18:56:08.282-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Many people think I'm lucky to have the "summer" off to enjoy my children and for the most part they are right except for days like today.  Today is one of those kinds of days where I long to be back in my classroom with my eighteen kiddos on a schedule.  Where you know that you'll be teaching Math for 70 minutes and the day goes much as planned.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Schedules are wonderful.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really, they are.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TCJvw-0h5kI/AAAAAAAACMc/MljUadZc0PE/s1600/hands+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TCJvw-0h5kI/AAAAAAAACMc/MljUadZc0PE/s400/hands+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486070183378413122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then there are unscheduled days where I spend the morning at Vacation Bible School (VBS), drop Tyler off at the pool by one and then take Madison to the doctor to figure out what's wrong with her hands.  Don't even get me started about Grant's behavior at VBS.  That's another blog story.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, Madison has had raw, red finger tips for two weeks now.  All 10 fingers are missing layers of skin, cracked and sensitive.  I've tried numerous topical creams which have helped to no avail.  Madison has slept every other night for two weeks wearing gloves (the winter kind) on her hands after I've coated them with large amounts of Aquaphor.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really, I have no clue why her fingers are so fiery red, sore and bleeding.  I am perplexed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So finally, I decided to cough up the $30 co-pay and see what the doctor says.  Madison is complaining that it's painful to use her hands, so it's now necessary.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And guess what....The doctor has no idea either.  She said that if it was a fungus, it would have spread.  She asked Madison if she touched something hot or something she wasn't suppose to touch and now's the time to confess.  Still Madison can't think of anything she would have possibly handled.  What I wonder is...if she did touch something, how is it possible it's on every finger, right in the center and above the first knuckle of each tip?  The spot that you'd get finger printed at the police station.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madison could possibly live a life of crime now that she probably no longer has fingerprints, but that too is another blog story.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the doctor asked another doctor and they decided to treat it as if it is a burn.  The cream is very expensive, so the doctor frosted and bandaged her hands like this (which, I've fixed twice now in the last 2 hours)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TCJvwWvoUxI/AAAAAAAACMU/wLKXsNXXKZA/s1600/hands+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TCJvwWvoUxI/AAAAAAAACMU/wLKXsNXXKZA/s400/hands+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486070172620444434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;The doctor wants Madison to wear the bandages for 24 hours to see how she responds to this expensive burn cream.  If it works, I'll have to buy the pricey, burn cream.  If not, we will try another method.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really, wear the bandages for a day and to VBS?  Doesn't she know we do Arts and Crafts?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then asked the doctor how is Madison suppose to use the bathroom.  Her response, "You will have to help her."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm ready to go back to work.  Really!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&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/413700842157074137-70010450990089145?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/70010450990089145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=70010450990089145' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/70010450990089145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/70010450990089145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/06/really.html' title='Really?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TCJvw-0h5kI/AAAAAAAACMc/MljUadZc0PE/s72-c/hands+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-5348436169345395779</id><published>2010-06-19T09:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T09:23:41.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Drips in a Big Drop</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was World Blood Donor Day, so I forced Andy go with me to a parking lot at a local community college to form the biggest human blood drop.  Andy's cousin, Janelle, works for the Nebraska Community Blood Bank (NCBB) and they were sponsoring the event.  That's how I heard about it.  NCBB gave out bottles of water, red shirts and lottery tickets to participants.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were hoping to form the largest ever recorded, but I don't think they quite made it.  I believe 1,000 participants were needed to break the past record.   I do know that it is very hot to stand in the middle of the drop.  Can you see us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://ww2.1011now.com/global/video/videoplayer.js?rnd=227969;hostDomain=ww2.1011now.com;playerWidth=610;playerHeight=400;isShowIcon=true;clipId=4881833;flvUri=;partnerclipid=;adTag=null;enableAds=false;landingPage=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.1011now.com%252Fvideo;islandingPageoverride=false;playerType=STANDARD_EMBEDDEDscript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-5348436169345395779?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5348436169345395779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=5348436169345395779' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/5348436169345395779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/5348436169345395779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/06/two-drips-in-big-drop.html' title='Two Drips in a Big Drop'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/th_signaturecopy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-6512464420764190251</id><published>2010-06-16T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T16:34:57.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBlDbUWEY-I/AAAAAAAACMM/OjspHkIi-Vk/s1600/run+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBlDbUWEY-I/AAAAAAAACMM/OjspHkIi-Vk/s400/run+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483488157897090018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBlDa_tultI/AAAAAAAACME/KM6bjWC6NMA/s1600/run+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBlDa_tultI/AAAAAAAACME/KM6bjWC6NMA/s400/run+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483488152359179986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBlDaaT-BhI/AAAAAAAACL8/zGaFWP947AM/s1600/run+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBlDaaT-BhI/AAAAAAAACL8/zGaFWP947AM/s400/run+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483488142319027730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBlDZuOTtTI/AAAAAAAACL0/AHBSlkfd1RE/s1600/run+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBlDZuOTtTI/AAAAAAAACL0/AHBSlkfd1RE/s400/run+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483488130484122930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBlDY_1Zw9I/AAAAAAAACLs/xZrlDq5KW8Q/s1600/run+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBlDY_1Zw9I/AAAAAAAACLs/xZrlDq5KW8Q/s400/run+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483488118031631314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-6512464420764190251?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6512464420764190251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=6512464420764190251' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/6512464420764190251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/6512464420764190251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/06/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBlDbUWEY-I/AAAAAAAACMM/OjspHkIi-Vk/s72-c/run+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-4250399946842577882</id><published>2010-06-15T15:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T15:19:39.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recipe Swap, Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I find cooking in the summer almost impossible.  Well, I actually find cooking anytime of the year undesirable.  I don't like the added heat in the house and most nights we need something quick and on the go.  I am thinking if I share one of my tried, tested and tasty recipes, then you'll want to share one right back.  Correct?  You can just post your recipe under the comments or if it's really long and easier to give to me just send it through my email, which is abroeker@neb.rr.com.  Okay?  Great!  It's a deal!  And if you like, I'll even try it and post it here.  Just remember keep it simple....I only understand &lt;b&gt;easy&lt;/b&gt; cooking concepts.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bistro Chicken with Parmesan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBfeF1O98SI/AAAAAAAACLk/3DPD8lAxGyc/s1600/pasta+bowl.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBfeF1O98SI/AAAAAAAACLk/3DPD8lAxGyc/s400/pasta+bowl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483095263117439266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 boneless, skinless chicken breasts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 cups cooked Penne pasta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 cup diced cherry tomatoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 cup parmesan cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/2 cup Italian salad dressing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 TBSP Basil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/4 cup chopped red onion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/4 cup sun dried tomatoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grill chicken and cut into cubes or strips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mix chicken and all ingredients together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Serve warm or chilled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Serve with garlic bread or lettuce salad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ps.  This is an all-time favorite at our house.  I like that it's good served warm or cold.  Andy likes to take it in his lunch for work and I like that it's ready to eat anytime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-4250399946842577882?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4250399946842577882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=4250399946842577882' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4250399946842577882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4250399946842577882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/06/recipe-swap-anyone.html' title='Recipe Swap, Anyone?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBfeF1O98SI/AAAAAAAACLk/3DPD8lAxGyc/s72-c/pasta+bowl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-7952393732440557433</id><published>2010-06-14T20:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T21:23:11.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Suggestions?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Now that summer is here, I am looking for some good reading material to entertain myself while waiting on kids at swim lessons.  I was hoping to find a new series of books to get into.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what I "sunk my teeth into" last year. (pun intended) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBbdjj1SM3I/AAAAAAAACLc/tQxNlCWLwEQ/s1600/books+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBbdjj1SM3I/AAAAAAAACLc/tQxNlCWLwEQ/s400/books+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482813199354049394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I loaned out my Twilight book and can't remember to who, so that's why it's missing in the photo.  I also just finished "The Second Short Life of Bree Tanner", which is a great quick read right before the launching of the new Eclipse movie.  That Stephenie Meyer is one smart lady who writes some awesome books.  I enjoy that whole "love triangle" concept.  Go, team Edward!&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBbdi4EjG3I/AAAAAAAACLU/AD2gZoURH14/s1600/books+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBbdi4EjG3I/AAAAAAAACLU/AD2gZoURH14/s400/books+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482813187606911858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just finished reading this series, if you call it one.  I'm a bit embarrassed to say that I really thought it was funny too...laughing out loud kind of funny.  I'll just chalk it up to being a Kindergarten teacher.  I'm ready for the next one to hit the store shelves, so is Madison.  Tyler told me that they are juvenile.  Really...what does he know? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBbdiRl0RUI/AAAAAAAACLM/T0tpD2t_6vI/s1600/books+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBbdiRl0RUI/AAAAAAAACLM/T0tpD2t_6vI/s400/books+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482813177277465922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've even read this series, minus the last two novels.  I was a little tired of the wizarding world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, my read ability levels have gone down, so I need some suggestions.  I'm a sucker for children's literature.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any must reads out there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-7952393732440557433?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7952393732440557433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=7952393732440557433' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/7952393732440557433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/7952393732440557433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/06/any-book-suggestions.html' title='Book Suggestions?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBbdjj1SM3I/AAAAAAAACLc/tQxNlCWLwEQ/s72-c/books+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-3402126451854280970</id><published>2010-06-13T22:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T22:27:13.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishin' on a Sunday Afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;All of Tyler's ballgames were cancelled due to wet, saturated fields, so we had some nice family time together.  I said we needed to find some "free fun".  We narrowed it down to bicycling or fishing.  I am still feeling the pain from yoga, so I opted for fishing.  Sitting and reading a book in a lounge chair with camera in hand is just my style!  Notice, no photos of me!  Happy day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWdtxe8x7I/AAAAAAAACLE/YHqHoWQHILE/s1600/fishin+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWdtxe8x7I/AAAAAAAACLE/YHqHoWQHILE/s400/fishin+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482461531096270770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was reading and set it down to take this picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWdYCECaTI/AAAAAAAACK8/Wo-XDQnb-5w/s1600/fishin%27+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWdYCECaTI/AAAAAAAACK8/Wo-XDQnb-5w/s400/fishin%27+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482461157589674290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyler gave up swimming at the pool with friends to spend time with us, not that it was really an option, but I appreciated that he did not complain.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWdXjWq-1I/AAAAAAAACK0/G1ntexTdCLI/s1600/fishin%27+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWdXjWq-1I/AAAAAAAACK0/G1ntexTdCLI/s400/fishin%27+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482461149346331474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love those freckles! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWdXLpWj0I/AAAAAAAACKs/pcMKsojLQ5U/s1600/fishin%27+4.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWdXLpWj0I/AAAAAAAACKs/pcMKsojLQ5U/s400/fishin%27+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482461142982233922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's hard to get a picture of Grant looking at me when he's focused on an activity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWdWRawE_I/AAAAAAAACKk/2Htna5HgLI4/s1600/fishin%27+5.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWdWRawE_I/AAAAAAAACKk/2Htna5HgLI4/s400/fishin%27+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482461127351735282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's nothing cuter than a 3 yr. old fishing, except maybe a 2 yr. old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWdV3qYKzI/AAAAAAAACKc/0PH8auPxO9c/s1600/fishin%27+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWdV3qYKzI/AAAAAAAACKc/0PH8auPxO9c/s400/fishin%27+6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482461120437955378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This heron was the only one catching anything, for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWccoG9H2I/AAAAAAAACKU/IBnl-PRehXE/s1600/fishin%27+7.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWccoG9H2I/AAAAAAAACKU/IBnl-PRehXE/s400/fishin%27+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482460137010306914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then after an hour or so, we got lucky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWcby548NI/AAAAAAAACKM/LoDX7bP9UOA/s1600/fishin%27+8.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWcby548NI/AAAAAAAACKM/LoDX7bP9UOA/s400/fishin%27+8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482460122728427730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids were catching a couple dozen Sunfish.  Nothing big, but it's the catching that makes it worthwhile, not the size of the fish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWcbWivMvI/AAAAAAAACKE/yvFeUp1ONzE/s1600/fishin%27+9.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWcbWivMvI/AAAAAAAACKE/yvFeUp1ONzE/s400/fishin%27+9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482460115115127538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What parent allows a toddler to bait a hook?  I'll admit, he is pretty good at it.  I guess it's the third child thing...anything goes.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWcag-gIMI/AAAAAAAACJ8/TOvXaZ8MYCo/s1600/fishin%27+10.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWcag-gIMI/AAAAAAAACJ8/TOvXaZ8MYCo/s400/fishin%27+10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482460100736065730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He can even take his own fish off the hook.  He's a pro at this!  Grant announced, "Mom, it's bweeding from it's mouff."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWcaED7GWI/AAAAAAAACJ0/8isCL9cmkYo/s1600/fishin%27+11.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWcaED7GWI/AAAAAAAACJ0/8isCL9cmkYo/s400/fishin%27+11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482460092974176610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm glad he's still willing to give them a farewell kiss good-bye! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-3402126451854280970?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3402126451854280970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=3402126451854280970' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3402126451854280970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3402126451854280970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/06/fishin-on-sunday-afternoon.html' title='Fishin&apos; on a Sunday Afternoon'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBWdtxe8x7I/AAAAAAAACLE/YHqHoWQHILE/s72-c/fishin+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-2251316449858115339</id><published>2010-06-12T17:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T18:14:27.631-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Three Seamstresses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I saw this cute idea on one of my favorite crafting &lt;a href="http://littlebirdiesecrets.blogspot.com/2010/05/reader-submission-beach-chair-cover.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and knew that I needed one for the summer.  Okay...four of them to be exact.  In fact, I got so ambitious that I bought the beach towels, terry cloth material and thread to create the lounge chair beach towel covers and then I fizzled out on getting it done.  I planned on giving two away for Madison's friend's upcoming birthday parties.  So, I had to finish this project.  I cut the material, pinning it in place and then my super, duper husband came to the rescue....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBQQx_2VlhI/AAAAAAAACJU/aHcNuqlcUUI/s1600/crafts+011.JPG.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBQQx_2VlhI/AAAAAAAACJU/aHcNuqlcUUI/s400/crafts+011.JPG.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482025097555711506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;reluctantly helping me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBQQzGgGjhI/AAAAAAAACJs/3ztIjpyJ1O0/s1600/seam+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBQQzGgGjhI/AAAAAAAACJs/3ztIjpyJ1O0/s400/seam+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482025116521369106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then Tyler decided to sew the side pocket.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBQQykLWgCI/AAAAAAAACJk/syCHFZDc2wE/s1600/seam+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBQQykLWgCI/AAAAAAAACJk/syCHFZDc2wE/s400/seam+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482025107307528226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sure this one will soon follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBQQyWt2UrI/AAAAAAAACJc/CKy0FDj8C8M/s1600/seam+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBQQyWt2UrI/AAAAAAAACJc/CKy0FDj8C8M/s400/seam+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482025103694123698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I live with three wonderful men! &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="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-2251316449858115339?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/2251316449858115339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=2251316449858115339' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/2251316449858115339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/2251316449858115339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-three-seamstresses.html' title='My Three Seamstresses'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBQQx_2VlhI/AAAAAAAACJU/aHcNuqlcUUI/s72-c/crafts+011.JPG.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-2143398341519915752</id><published>2010-06-10T15:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T15:48:34.174-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uninvited Guests</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only one week off of work and I am already experiencing some uninvited guests...birds.  Yes, much to my disliking, I have a nest under my backyard deck.  This isn't the first time for these fine, feathered friends to take shelter at my residence, so I've installed action figures to prevent them from building their nests.  I've tried Spiderman, Mr. Incredible and Superman, which all had success in past summers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBFNCBf1BRI/AAAAAAAACJM/7Y8NFEs3ego/s1600/bird+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBFNCBf1BRI/AAAAAAAACJM/7Y8NFEs3ego/s400/bird+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481246918643614994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year I used the ever, so popular Shrek guy. As you can see, they must have heard about his recent movie.  He's actually part of their nest.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBFNAzLqHAI/AAAAAAAACJE/Zcpf1RGpsH4/s1600/bird+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBFNAzLqHAI/AAAAAAAACJE/Zcpf1RGpsH4/s400/bird+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481246897621048322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess Robins aren't afraid of ogres.  Bummer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBFNAEF1c_I/AAAAAAAACI8/ze3hO-BpSHQ/s1600/bird+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBFNAEF1c_I/AAAAAAAACI8/ze3hO-BpSHQ/s400/bird+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481246884980159474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At least, it's not those awful dive-bombing Barn Swallows, so the nest can stay.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-2143398341519915752?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/2143398341519915752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=2143398341519915752' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/2143398341519915752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/2143398341519915752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/06/uninvited-guests.html' title='Uninvited Guests'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TBFNCBf1BRI/AAAAAAAACJM/7Y8NFEs3ego/s72-c/bird+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-7022764791891863721</id><published>2010-05-31T20:34:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T21:08:26.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MIB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry, I've been 'Missing in Blog' for a couple of weeks.  I don't think I've ever been gone this long before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's because....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a.   I really didn't have anything newsworthy of saying.  Really, did you want to know about my own personal record of 18 loads of laundry done in a single day?  Or my toilet scrubbing marathon?  Probably not.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b.  I was too busy to blog due to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;plethora&lt;/span&gt; of kids' activities and work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c.  I was too tired to even think straight, let alone write a sentence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;d.  All of the above.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(answer at the bottom of this blog)&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a hint:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TARkc7oYykI/AAAAAAAACIs/Cvb52zY0MGY/s1600/busy+%231.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TARkc7oYykI/AAAAAAAACIs/Cvb52zY0MGY/s400/busy+%231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477613494995569218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did a little of this...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TARkceuzdsI/AAAAAAAACIk/zKmZaw9p7a8/s1600/busy+%232.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TARkceuzdsI/AAAAAAAACIk/zKmZaw9p7a8/s400/busy+%232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477613487237854914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And a little of that.  (Forgot camera for three games, so I made Madison dress up at home for the picture.  My children will never forget my photo opportunities.  Doesn't she look enthusiastic?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TARkb0BdPoI/AAAAAAAACIc/jxDg1h-0_kk/s1600/busy+%233.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/TARkb0BdPoI/AAAAAAAACIc/jxDg1h-0_kk/s400/busy+%233.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477613475773365890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not to forget some of this.  Notice the parents who run with their children  (not me, too busy taking pictures).  By the way, Grant did get a blue ribbon for "Run for Ribbons" night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#551A8B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TARq5OMq1zI/AAAAAAAACI0/H704V-8Ds6s/s1600/busy+567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TARq5OMq1zI/AAAAAAAACI0/H704V-8Ds6s/s400/busy+567.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477620578085689138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is how I spent my holiday weekend.  I worked 11.5 hours, drank 2 McDonald's sodas, made a half dozen trips to the bathroom due to those extra large sodas and quickly ate two lunches for the completion of 18 report cards and 18 student files.  Phew!  I'm thrilled to be done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Summertime and Blogging, here I come!  Yay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;answer: Should be "d"....all the above.  If you said "b" then you are also correct.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-7022764791891863721?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7022764791891863721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=7022764791891863721' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/7022764791891863721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/7022764791891863721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/05/mib.html' title='MIB'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/TARkc7oYykI/AAAAAAAACIs/Cvb52zY0MGY/s72-c/busy+%231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-2507894715285095413</id><published>2010-05-16T21:05:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T21:48:21.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing Dead Bodies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Now that title should get your attention...That's exactly what I did on my personal day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could not wait for the exhibit &lt;a href="http://www.bodiestheexhibition.com/omaha/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"Bodies"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to arrive in Omaha.  I learned about this traveling exhibit a few years ago when it was showing in Kansas City and wanted to check it out, but didn't find the time to do so.  When I heard that it would be within an hour from my home, I just &lt;b&gt;had&lt;/b&gt; to go.  This isn't something that I initially thought I'd want to bring my own kids along to see, so I had to take a personal day from work.  This way the kids would be at school and daycare, while and Andy and I got a day to ourselves.  It was truly a fascinating experience and now I'm wishing Tyler and Madison would have gone along.  However, at $22 for an adult and $16 for a child's admission, I don't see us returning anytime too soon.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S_ClQ865RSI/AAAAAAAACIM/7AUEPp0Soz4/s1600/personal+day+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S_ClQ865RSI/AAAAAAAACIM/7AUEPp0Soz4/s400/personal+day+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472055257904792866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After our visit of seeing deceased people from China, we decided to keep with the "theme" and ate at P.F. Chang's for lunch.  Yum!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, we didn't plan it that way, but Andy brought it to my attention after the fact, which I thought was humorous.  Incase you are wondering where they get these actual bodies, they are donated to science if no one comes forth in China to claim them.   That seems like a sensible way to keep the tax payers from having to foot the bill for the burial.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S_ClQQSFEjI/AAAAAAAACIE/dlQN0tuhGYE/s1600/personal+day+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S_ClQQSFEjI/AAAAAAAACIE/dlQN0tuhGYE/s400/personal+day+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472055245922439730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since we were eating by the Westroads Mall, I decided to stop in for a quick visit with my brother who works there.  As you can see, he was thrilled to have his photo taken.   He wanted to know what I'd want the photo for...blogging, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S_ClP-XtcYI/AAAAAAAACH8/UZM16moEGBc/s1600/personal+day+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S_ClP-XtcYI/AAAAAAAACH8/UZM16moEGBc/s400/personal+day+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472055241114218882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then it was off to &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; favorite place....Archiver's.  I have decided that when I die, I want my body to be preserved (acid-free, of course) and placed at Archiver's.  Really, there is no happier place on earth!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S_ClPZb-PeI/AAAAAAAACH0/wUUdHDKR2z8/s1600/personal+day+4.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S_ClPZb-PeI/AAAAAAAACH0/wUUdHDKR2z8/s400/personal+day+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472055231199985122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-2507894715285095413?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/2507894715285095413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=2507894715285095413' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/2507894715285095413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/2507894715285095413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/05/seeing-dead-bodies.html' title='Seeing Dead Bodies'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S_ClQ865RSI/AAAAAAAACIM/7AUEPp0Soz4/s72-c/personal+day+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-5173683884648459447</id><published>2010-05-04T21:53:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T22:08:47.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is in the Air!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S-DerFUk_SI/AAAAAAAACHs/8YkPutb4UNc/s1600/Scan.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 381px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S-DerFUk_SI/AAAAAAAACHs/8YkPutb4UNc/s400/Scan.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467614779372010786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture was located on the floor of my classroom yesterday.  It apparently was given to the boy in the illustration who quickly disregarded it.  I couldn't help but smile when I saw it.  The young lady in the picture was suppose to be busy at her literacy workstations, but instead is dreaming about her upcoming wedding.  While being off-task is frustrating to me, I have to admit it is pretty darn cute....love the tuxedo and dress!  Of course, the artist "Molly" doesn't know otherwise.  Her response, "Stephanie (her workstation partner), made me do it!"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Note:  Since my 13 year old son has handwriting similar to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kindergartner&lt;/span&gt;, I had him write the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fictitious&lt;/span&gt;" names.  The "I love you!" is the original part of the drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-5173683884648459447?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5173683884648459447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=5173683884648459447' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/5173683884648459447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/5173683884648459447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/05/spring-is-in-air.html' title='Spring is in the Air!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S-DerFUk_SI/AAAAAAAACHs/8YkPutb4UNc/s72-c/Scan.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-6444004711186900866</id><published>2010-05-01T22:26:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T23:13:13.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>National Scrapbooking Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today is National Scrapbooking Day!  It's &lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt; a Federal holiday, I'm sure of it.  At least, it should be! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all those non-scrappers out there, I thought you should know a little more about this favorite holiday of mine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;National Scrapbooking Day (NSD) has been a holiday for "scrappers" like myself since&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;1994. That's longer than I've been married, so I can hardly remember life without this fantastic holiday.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's officially the one day when my husband can not complain about my scrapbooking hobby and the rising cost of creating worthwhile memories for our children.  My children's children will be thanking me, I'm positive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;NSD is also a day when I can truly just think of doing something for myself, without an&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;y &lt;/span&gt;worries about the daily life of a working mom.  No laundry, no fighting, no cleaning, no&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;work...  It's all about me!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, this year, I signed up for a 12 hour crop at a local community college and look.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S9zxuEg8HlI/AAAAAAAACHk/KlwTKO8PszQ/s1600/scrapday+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S9zxuEg8HlI/AAAAAAAACHk/KlwTKO8PszQ/s400/scrapday+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466509821509115474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All 46 participates received a beautiful rose on their table!  I felt very special! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S9zxtu12TsI/AAAAAAAACHc/rzmyZurxO4o/s1600/scrapday+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S9zxtu12TsI/AAAAAAAACHc/rzmyZurxO4o/s400/scrapday+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466509815691235010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yippy!  I won THIS as a door prize.  In case, you don't know what it is, it's the same thing as a tackle box for a person who likes to fish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No more excuse for disorganization!  Someone must know that's my &lt;a href="http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-word-for-2010.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for the year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S9zxtOEGj-I/AAAAAAAACHU/voK2YNh1Vcg/s1600/scrapday+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S9zxtOEGj-I/AAAAAAAACHU/voK2YNh1Vcg/s400/scrapday+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466509806892650466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And, of course, I accomplished getting a few of these done as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S9zxsoJyAOI/AAAAAAAACHM/MB4dQLj8ZKI/s1600/scrapday+5.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S9zxsoJyAOI/AAAAAAAACHM/MB4dQLj8ZKI/s400/scrapday+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466509796715921634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also, I didn't have to listen to the doorbell ring all day long.  Now, that's a silly holiday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S9zxsJoxLxI/AAAAAAAACHE/_LzAPjc31Ak/s1600/scrapday+6.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S9zxsJoxLxI/AAAAAAAACHE/_LzAPjc31Ak/s400/scrapday+6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466509788524392210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I didn't forget the sunscreen like my husband did at Tyler's baseball tournament.  Being indoors all day = no skin cancer risk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was a little concerned about missing these two ballgames, but Tyler promised no fantastic plays on 2nd base or home runs and he did live up to his word!  Besides, we have more games tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you had a Scraptacular day like I did!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-6444004711186900866?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6444004711186900866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=6444004711186900866' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/6444004711186900866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/6444004711186900866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/05/national-scrapbooking-day.html' title='National Scrapbooking Day'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S9zxuEg8HlI/AAAAAAAACHk/KlwTKO8PszQ/s72-c/scrapday+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-3410449869870805497</id><published>2010-04-25T21:11:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T21:27:30.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Unbirthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today I am 39.5 years old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now closer to the age of 40 than I am to 39.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(sigh)&lt;/span&gt;  I'm feeling it too.  I am even too tired to create a blog post.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I did do something to commemorate this historical day.  I purchased this.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S9T20GvfVbI/AAAAAAAACG8/OnWJVQS0QTY/s1600/unbirthday+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S9T20GvfVbI/AAAAAAAACG8/OnWJVQS0QTY/s400/unbirthday+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464263622930683314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's my favorite cake, German Chocolate.   Okay, who am I kidding...any cake is my favorite.  It's only about six inches across and made four small pieces, which should make it almost calorie-free.  The best part...it was on sale for $3.40 because the expiration date is today.  I figured it was meant to be mine, a perfectly, chocolatey unbirthday cake! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also purchased this book called "40 Things to Do When You Turn Forty" yesterday.  I've only read the first page (which did look interesting), when I got distracted by the kids' fighting.  I figured I needed the book if I'm ever going to complete &lt;a href="http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2009/03/mission-40-x-40-revisited.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Funny how I came up with the idea and there's a book with a similar title.  If I don't get my 40 things done in time, now I feel like I can reach that goal in my 40's.  No more pressure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S9T2zqqWGfI/AAAAAAAACG0/K68V8PnFdYU/s1600/unbirthday+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S9T2zqqWGfI/AAAAAAAACG0/K68V8PnFdYU/s400/unbirthday+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464263615392913906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Unbirthday to me!   It's not everyday when one turns 39.5! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-3410449869870805497?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3410449869870805497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=3410449869870805497' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3410449869870805497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/3410449869870805497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-unbirthday.html' title='My Unbirthday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S9T20GvfVbI/AAAAAAAACG8/OnWJVQS0QTY/s72-c/unbirthday+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-6369642323119872874</id><published>2010-04-16T22:32:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T23:03:35.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kesha in Kindergarten?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I don't often share stories of my daily life in Kindergarten, but this one is a must.  It happened last week and I am still smiling about it.  The names have been changed to protect the identity of my students.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;The time is right at morning check-in when two girls approach me prior to doing seat work&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Caitlin:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;"Mrs. Broeker, Paige and I want to sing a song for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;"Okay, let's hear it."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;i&gt;I'm expecting to hear to a song from the students' music class, when they start to belt out this one...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f3Yp_gdAHHE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f3Yp_gdAHHE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;The girls sing the first seven lines until the "boys blowing up our phones, phones" part.  Then they pretty much forgot the rest of the words, but the first half of the song was pretty impressive, I'd have to say.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Me:  "Wow!  That was some song!"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I was a little caught off guard and now I noticed that there are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;several &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;boys who stopped to listen too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Dylan:  "What does it mean to brush your teeth with a bottle of Jack?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Me: "Hmmm...I'm not quite sure."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Really!  I'm not going there with this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Ian:  (quickly pipes in)  "They are meaning something you drink."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I was about to change the subject when Caitlin said....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Caitlin:  (matter of fact) "It's licorice."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-6369642323119872874?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6369642323119872874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=6369642323119872874' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/6369642323119872874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/6369642323119872874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/04/kesha-in-kindergarten.html' title='Kesha in Kindergarten?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/th_signaturecopy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-4680956090436823760</id><published>2010-04-11T21:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T21:38:56.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Happening</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I thought I'd blog about a little of what happened this week at our house.  It's not really worthy of blogging, but very busy with laundry, house cleaning, the school carnival, and ball games (soccer, baseball and volleyball).  I don't think we could possibly fit another activity in this month!   I guess you won't see me blogging much.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andy and I celebrated our 15th wedding anniversary on Thursday.  I had parent-teacher conferences, so we didn't go out for dinner until Friday night.  Andy spent Thursday night with the kids at Madison's soccer game, which I was very disappointed not to see.  Of course, it must be a written rule somewhere, that the game I miss is one that was well worth watching.  Madison made the winning goal for her team!  &lt;i&gt;(sigh)&lt;/i&gt;  Andy considered lying about it to me, but Madison's enthusiasm was too much to hide.  Good for her, I say!  &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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S8KDpymcchI/AAAAAAAACGs/Nb9ER0lVWTg/s1600/flowers1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S8KDpymcchI/AAAAAAAACGs/Nb9ER0lVWTg/s400/flowers1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459070452307358226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These beautiful flowers did make my day, even though I missed the game of the season!  &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;Grant and his worms&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S8KDpHIDpxI/AAAAAAAACGk/rVhFoWRaXcg/s1600/worms+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S8KDpHIDpxI/AAAAAAAACGk/rVhFoWRaXcg/s400/worms+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459070440637179666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a cute conversation with Grant yesterday, while I was doing dishes and cleaning the kitchen.  Grant was helping Andy till up the back area (berm) that's covered in weeds.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant:  Mom, wook at this worm.  Sebastian woves worms.  I wove worms too.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me:  That's great Grant.  Do you want your picture taken with the worm?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant:  Yes, it's very swimy (slimy) and wiggly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S8KDogI6suI/AAAAAAAACGc/lhGBlvKlG_c/s1600/worms+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S8KDogI6suI/AAAAAAAACGc/lhGBlvKlG_c/s400/worms+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459070430171804386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant:  Can I keep it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me:  No.  You have to put it back in the dirt pile.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S8KDn6tXPbI/AAAAAAAACGU/SXsEZLdwPSM/s1600/worms+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S8KDn6tXPbI/AAAAAAAACGU/SXsEZLdwPSM/s400/worms+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459070420124122546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant:  I can keep it in my bedwoom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me:  Nope.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-4680956090436823760?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4680956090436823760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=4680956090436823760' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4680956090436823760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4680956090436823760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/04/whats-happening.html' title='What&apos;s Happening'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S8KDpymcchI/AAAAAAAACGs/Nb9ER0lVWTg/s72-c/flowers1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-1456350317703923877</id><published>2010-04-07T20:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T20:35:29.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We had one super busy, but very nice Easter.  Here are a few of the things we did with our three day holiday weekend....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70vAt6A_uI/AAAAAAAACGM/Zq3dqtgAexU/s1600/Easter+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70vAt6A_uI/AAAAAAAACGM/Zq3dqtgAexU/s400/Easter+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457570012812345058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant got to hold a real "hamster bunny" at Christi's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70vAJaeqQI/AAAAAAAACGE/m9SBJvvER1c/s1600/Easter+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70vAJaeqQI/AAAAAAAACGE/m9SBJvvER1c/s400/Easter+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457570003016395010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The annual coloring of the eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70s4DNTazI/AAAAAAAACF8/iJb5hHM42IA/s1600/Easter+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70s4DNTazI/AAAAAAAACF8/iJb5hHM42IA/s400/Easter+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457567664888310578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to Easter service, which I only took one photo and it's blurry (of course).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70s3oBea4I/AAAAAAAACF0/A0wXNpNbSP8/s1600/Easter+4.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70s3oBea4I/AAAAAAAACF0/A0wXNpNbSP8/s400/Easter+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457567657590942594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids got their Easter baskets full of candy and books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70s2ycgpCI/AAAAAAAACFs/09l_fH5k2XE/s1600/Easter+5.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70s2ycgpCI/AAAAAAAACFs/09l_fH5k2XE/s400/Easter+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457567643208819746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had our own hunt in our backyard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70s2Y0xk3I/AAAAAAAACFk/9pgAyXO8-OQ/s1600/Easter+6.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70s2Y0xk3I/AAAAAAAACFk/9pgAyXO8-OQ/s400/Easter+6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457567636331271026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I added this picture only because I liked the colors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70s16ixxdI/AAAAAAAACFc/rcDXqQi814U/s1600/Easter+7.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70s16ixxdI/AAAAAAAACFc/rcDXqQi814U/s400/Easter+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457567628202722770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant and Tyler decorated Grandma's cake with jellybeans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70sDFSSvZI/AAAAAAAACFU/wTLrT5hfPuI/s1600/Easter+8.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70sDFSSvZI/AAAAAAAACFU/wTLrT5hfPuI/s400/Easter+8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457566754913041810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AND Grandpa brought his new wheels, his dream car, his pride and joy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;his beloved CORVETTE for Easter at the Broeker's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70sCG1_UrI/AAAAAAAACFM/jolRyftJxfI/s1600/Easter+9.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70sCG1_UrI/AAAAAAAACFM/jolRyftJxfI/s400/Easter+9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457566738151330482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo time...Tyler and the Vette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70sBix4nDI/AAAAAAAACFE/EtOqqSTDb0k/s1600/Easter+10.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70sBix4nDI/AAAAAAAACFE/EtOqqSTDb0k/s400/Easter+10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457566728470436914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madison and the Vette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70sBFSqfyI/AAAAAAAACE8/V7IaoR_MfJc/s1600/Easter+11.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70sBFSqfyI/AAAAAAAACE8/V7IaoR_MfJc/s400/Easter+11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457566720554860322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant and the Vette (Grant couldn't even see out of the car!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70sAQnl9OI/AAAAAAAACE0/LhNcC2uV9YU/s1600/Easter+12.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70sAQnl9OI/AAAAAAAACE0/LhNcC2uV9YU/s400/Easter+12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457566706415564002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then our nephew, Xander, stopped by (so did his parents) on Sunday afternoon.  Xander's a cutie and is enjoying Grandma's coconut cake.  He's really not into Corvettes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-1456350317703923877?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1456350317703923877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=1456350317703923877' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/1456350317703923877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/1456350317703923877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S70vAt6A_uI/AAAAAAAACGM/Zq3dqtgAexU/s72-c/Easter+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-7508760496367508981</id><published>2010-04-01T21:28:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T07:40:46.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fool's Day in Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's April Fool's Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is one of two days that all educators across the country dread.  The first being the day after Halloween when kids are recovering from a sugar-induced coma and are worthless to instruct.  The second being today.   If either holiday lands on a Saturday or a Sunday (better yet, Fall break) I find this similar to a "bonus" that other employed individuals get.  I'm almost 100% positive that other teachers share my feelings on this one.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day started off pretty much like I thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Broeker&lt;/span&gt;, I have a joke for you.  Your eyes are blue."  Which they aren't, but that is almost too much to bear for a 5 year old joke teller.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"There's a bug on your shirt." (This one is a classic, so it's repeated about two dozen times.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Your shoe's untied." (Probably their second favorite)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or my personal favorite that I haven't heard until this year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Broeker&lt;/span&gt;, are you wearing any underwear?"  (&lt;i&gt;snicker, snicker)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really try my best to play along for about the first hour.  I say things like, "Oh, you got me!"  "What do you know...It's April Fool's Day?" or "You've got to be kidding!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also got a "Mrs. Broeker, I think I'm going to throw up!"  Lucky for me, I took her seriously and I found out by mid-afternoon that she wasn't kidding.  Lucky for the custodian, she had a really good aim for the trash can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met my quota of April Fool's jokes at about 10:30 and I responded with this statement..."Yes, I know it's April Fool's Day, but you need to get busy or we won't have time for recess."  That seemed to do the job since we had a beautiful, 80+ degree day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, I started to think about how April Fool's Day was going to feel like a longer than any normal day.  Listening to jokes by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kindergartner students&lt;/span&gt; can be draining to say the least.  So, I decided that this year I deserved to get those little pranksters back.  I came up with a clever, entertaining, yet appropriate game plan with kindergartners in mind.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every day I serve a snack to my kids right after Specials (P.E., Computer, Art, Science or Music) at about 2:45.  The snack is something small like animal crackers, Cheese-Its or Vanilla Wafers (whatever parents decide to donate).  When kids don't get their daily snack they feel slighted. Rarely does this happen because they can forget a backpack at home day after day, but snack never!  Snack is truly a fourth meal for five year olds or so it seems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought it would be so funny to purchase raw broccoli and break off pieces and tell them that we are now going to have a healthy snack like this one on a daily basis.  No more crackers, cookies or trail mix.  Raw vegetables from this point forward!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, that's exactly what I did.  We have a small refrigerator to store the broccoli in our kindergarten-wing, which helped with the plan. I then retrieved the broccoli right before picking the kids up from Specials.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I instructed my "helper of the day" to dish out the hand sanitizer while I gave my healthy eating speech.  To my surprise, I got nothing but silence.  Carefully, I then pulled out the broccoli and heard a few moans, but they were quickly overpowered by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hoorays&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!  What?  I could not believe my ears!  I would say that about 2/3rds of my class were excited to okay with the thought of eating cold, raw broccoli for snack.  One student was a bit disappointed that I didn't make some accommodations by bring the Ranch dressing.  Silly me!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy for me, there were five children who were thoroughly disgusted by the thought.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S7VWiSGyMNI/AAAAAAAACEs/CxmOuprO2UU/s1600/april+fools.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S7VWiSGyMNI/AAAAAAAACEs/CxmOuprO2UU/s400/april+fools.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455361670605058258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of them being "Miss L" whose mother gave me permission to use her photo on my blog.  At least she lived up to my April Fool's expectations!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'd think with those rabbit ears she was wearing, that eating broccoli would naturally be her thing?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's safe to say that the Kindergartners got the last laugh.  The joke's on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy April Fool's Day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try harder next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-7508760496367508981?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7508760496367508981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=7508760496367508981' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/7508760496367508981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/7508760496367508981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fools-day-in-kindergarten.html' title='April Fool&apos;s Day in Kindergarten'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S7VWiSGyMNI/AAAAAAAACEs/CxmOuprO2UU/s72-c/april+fools.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-5666424647757741944</id><published>2010-03-28T21:19:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T21:28:44.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break Draws to a Close</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Spring Break is just about over.....sigh!  Tomorrow it's back to work, back to school and a crazy week ahead of me filled with volleyball, softball, soccer and baseball practice.  The good news, it's a shortened week.  We have this Friday off due to the Easter holiday.  I can't beat that!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well...here are a few random pictures of our nine day of festivities that I haven't blogged yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madison had one sleepover and several play dates with her girlfriends (Emmie, Kate, Jessi, Clare and Aleni).  I can't say I've ever had this many of Madison's friends over before in a week's time, but I wanted it to be a fun week for my kids as well as myself.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S7AO9DEr-XI/AAAAAAAACEk/b7C6iJJO37w/s1600/spring+break+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S7AO9DEr-XI/AAAAAAAACEk/b7C6iJJO37w/s400/spring+break+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453875590705445234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyler spent the majority of his week hanging out with his buddy Seth.  They were together, I believe, 7 out of the 9 days.  I'd think they would have been grown tired of one another.  Guess not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After taking this photo, I noticed a rogue snowman hanging around.  I quickly removed him.  No more signs of winter anywhere! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S7AO73agH3I/AAAAAAAACEU/Nf9lrlfBTKk/s1600/spring+break+3.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S7AO73agH3I/AAAAAAAACEU/Nf9lrlfBTKk/s400/spring+break+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453875570395848562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I worked on finishing my &lt;a href="http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-breakalmost-here.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Spring Break To-Do list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Today I looked at &lt;a href="http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break-to-do-list.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;last year's list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and realized they were ironically pretty much the same.  Unfortunately, I still did not get the painting done, which I now listed two years in a row.  I did get all the rest on the list accomplished AND I did do my fair share of scrapbooking, book reading and movie watching! Really...that's what a break is all about anyway!  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S7AO7ajxCCI/AAAAAAAACEM/E5nHOJXB2zM/s1600/spring+break+5.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S7AO7ajxCCI/AAAAAAAACEM/E5nHOJXB2zM/s400/spring+break+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453875562650077218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a quick picture of my co-workers (Kristi, Kathy &amp;amp; Sherri) in a parking garage.  I forgot to take a picture earlier of us eating at Panera Bread or at the theater before the movie.  They were really glad that I didn't forget altogether! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I also mention that I watched the Moon over break again and again?  I'm definitely a "Twilight Mom"! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S7AO8rZW7UI/AAAAAAAACEc/e4r7IquThsU/s1600/spring+break+2.jpg" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S7AO8rZW7UI/AAAAAAAACEc/e4r7IquThsU/s400/spring+break+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453875584349695298" style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-5666424647757741944?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5666424647757741944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=5666424647757741944' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/5666424647757741944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/5666424647757741944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break-draws-to-close.html' title='Spring Break Draws to a Close'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S7AO9DEr-XI/AAAAAAAACEk/b7C6iJJO37w/s72-c/spring+break+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-9167863702941167288</id><published>2010-03-27T21:30:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T20:57:52.234-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday for Grant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S67AqnpkrzI/AAAAAAAACEE/MOCSe3xhxk0/s1600/Saturday+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S67AqnpkrzI/AAAAAAAACEE/MOCSe3xhxk0/s400/Saturday+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453508037222641458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a sunless Saturday.  It was incredibly dreary and rainy today, but isn't this a beautiful sight?  A family (Larry and Ruth Ann Bartels) in our church donated this incredible bronze statue to St. Mark's and it will be dedicated this weekend.  I heard it was created somewhere in Colorado and it traveled to Lincoln via Interstate I-80 uncovered.  I think I would have kept pace driving alongside with Jesus knowing it would be a guaranteed safe trip!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a "Grant" day today.  Often I feel like he's left out on activities that are just suited for him.  We often drag him to all of Tyler and Madison's ballgames and require him to sit and be good.  So, today we had fun doing things Grant enjoys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like meeting the "Hamster Bunny" at our church's annual Easter Egg Hunt.  We're not quite sure why he doesn't say "Easter Bunny".  It's just one of those Grant things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S67AqMHVrRI/AAAAAAAACD8/iyitaHZsB-g/s1600/Saturday+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S67AqMHVrRI/AAAAAAAACD8/iyitaHZsB-g/s400/Saturday+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453508029831294226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant also played games like Bowling Bunnies.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S67ABAMrsHI/AAAAAAAACD0/iAzC4QnS9cg/s1600/Saturday+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S67ABAMrsHI/AAAAAAAACD0/iAzC4QnS9cg/s400/Saturday+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453507322257846386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The weather was so cold, wet and yucky that this year's egg hunt was relocated to the Family Life Center (gym) instead of outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S67AAn8_BWI/AAAAAAAACDs/S3BwfPVOjNw/s1600/Saturday+4.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S67AAn8_BWI/AAAAAAAACDs/S3BwfPVOjNw/s400/Saturday+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453507315749553506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It should have been called an &lt;i&gt;Egg Scramble or Scrambled Eggs&lt;/i&gt; instead of an &lt;i&gt;Egg Hunt.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S67AABvr6FI/AAAAAAAACDk/amADW7vPsdE/s1600/Saturday+5.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S67AABvr6FI/AAAAAAAACDk/amADW7vPsdE/s400/Saturday+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453507305493227602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Later, after picking Madison up from indoor softball practice we went and ate at Cici's Pizza.  It's not my favorite place to dine, but it sure is Grant's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S66__k-deBI/AAAAAAAACDc/-8rXUKOGAs8/s1600/Saturday+6.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S66__k-deBI/AAAAAAAACDc/-8rXUKOGAs8/s400/Saturday+6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453507297770567698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant is having his favorite pizza called "Cheese with Circles".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Once again...Grant lingo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S66_-yZMJ8I/AAAAAAAACDU/1qVrJh2kHF0/s1600/Saturday+7.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S66_-yZMJ8I/AAAAAAAACDU/1qVrJh2kHF0/s400/Saturday+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453507284192470978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And who couldn't resist having Pop with your pizza?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-9167863702941167288?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/9167863702941167288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=9167863702941167288' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/9167863702941167288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/9167863702941167288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-was-sunless-saturday.html' title='Saturday for Grant'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S67AqnpkrzI/AAAAAAAACEE/MOCSe3xhxk0/s72-c/Saturday+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-4087806071888422874</id><published>2010-03-26T18:18:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T18:35:40.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Window Washing = Wimpy Kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Spring cleaning is still going on at the Broeker household today.  The house is almost spotless, but Grant is on a mission.  Anything that's clean only lasts for a few minutes with this active three year old around.  You'll see what I mean as you scroll down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tyler and Madison had several jobs today...including washing windows.  I chose not to take pics of them picking up after Ranger in the backyard.  Ick!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S61ByUhsd8I/AAAAAAAACDM/mwjuznVwI7A/s1600/Friday+0.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S61ByUhsd8I/AAAAAAAACDM/mwjuznVwI7A/s400/Friday+0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453087056574838722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S61BjJsmajI/AAAAAAAACDE/QTx5OrcSAsQ/s1600/Friday+1.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S61BjJsmajI/AAAAAAAACDE/QTx5OrcSAsQ/s400/Friday+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453086795969751602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Madison is looking at me and wanting to say..."I don't do windows!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, but she does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I thought that this cleaning deserved a reward, so I took the older two to the movie &lt;i&gt;Diary of a Wimpy Kid&lt;/i&gt;.  It was so cute that I think I'll even read the books.  I would highly recommend it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S61BiW61aoI/AAAAAAAACC8/f9fePe9taAc/s1600/Friday+2.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S61BiW61aoI/AAAAAAAACC8/f9fePe9taAc/s400/Friday+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453086782339246722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We purchased the large popcorn and soda, so we could get free refills.  Unfortunately, we decided to be kind and bring back some popcorn for Grant.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S61Bhg8hdBI/AAAAAAAACC0/sirgFucI9wU/s1600/Friday+3.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S61Bhg8hdBI/AAAAAAAACC0/sirgFucI9wU/s400/Friday+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453086767850812434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What was I thinking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S61Bg6NJbiI/AAAAAAAACCs/zvBv3I8Z7is/s1600/Friday+4.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/_CejdnjtNeyE/S61Bg6NJbiI/AAAAAAAACCs/zvBv3I8Z7is/s400/Friday+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453086757451558434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Amy%20Broeker/signaturecopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/413700842157074137-4087806071888422874?l=thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4087806071888422874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=413700842157074137&amp;postID=4087806071888422874' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4087806071888422874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/413700842157074137/posts/default/4087806071888422874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroekerbunch.blogspot.com/2010/03/window-washing-wimpy-kid.html' title='Window Washing = Wimpy Kid'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563586338898930630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/Sy48XV-lRMI/AAAAAAAABxk/nJUPCdPuxJw/S220/foodblog.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CejdnjtNeyE/S61ByUhsd8I/AAAAAAAACDM/mwjuznVwI7A/s72-c/Friday+0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-413700842157074137.post-9203828071564638559</id><published>2010-03-25T22:41:00.
