<?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-938628431655244199</id><updated>2012-02-08T22:24:16.725-07:00</updated><category term='Me'/><category term='Personal'/><category term='moving'/><category term='Max'/><category term='30 Before I&apos;m 30'/><category term='funny'/><category term='New Year'/><category term='vintage'/><category term='Robby'/><category term='Charlie&apos;s 4th Birthday'/><category term='Spiritual'/><category term='decorating'/><category term='Easter 2011'/><category term='My Birthday'/><category term='phone photos'/><category term='Chuck E Cheese&apos;s'/><category term='zoo'/><category term='Dinosaur Museum'/><category term='Max at 18 months'/><category term='30 Before 30'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='spring'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s'/><category term='family'/><category term='Project 365'/><category term='Andy'/><category term='Max&apos;s first birthday'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Grandpa Ancell'/><category term='Graduation'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Christmas 2011'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='April Fools'/><category term='Andy got a job'/><category term='Andy&apos;s birthday'/><category term='stockings'/><category term='Kennecottt Copper Mine'/><category term='Cousins'/><category term='Heart Attack'/><category term='Kitty'/><category term='craft'/><category term='Charlie'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='fun'/><category term='Max&apos;s 2nd birthday'/><category term='Up House'/><category term='snow'/><category term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>The Hartvigsens</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>160</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-2811916318394306264</id><published>2012-02-08T21:54:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T22:24:16.747-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>Moving Day - Moving Out of PROVO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;The day finally came where we moved away form Provo! I never really felt at home in Provo. I was getting sick of the college town. But it was pretty bitter-sweet leaving the apartment...the only home the boys have come to know. I cried when I left their bedroom for the last time. It was sad. We lived there for about four and a half years.We'll miss our wonderful neighbors too! We have come to make some really great friends! But on to the next chapter. We moved in temporarily with Andy's parents in Kaysville. We've been looking for a house! We found one that we really like, and put an offer on it. So far so good. Nothing is set in stone yet, but hopefully it will be ours in a few weeks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Now...the whole reason we moved out of Provo, Andy got a job!!! In Salt Lake City. He's working for the state doing computer software development. We're so happy he got this job! It's been a blessing! He's liking it so far and is doing a great job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;We're so thankful for everyone who helped us on our moving day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Here's some pictures from the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21069e.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21movingdayinthetruck.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 434px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21069e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21058e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21058e.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21058e.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21057e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21058e.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21movingday.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 471px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Charlie had fun helping, and playing in the truck! Max just got cuddled the whole time. He was a little confused with what was going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-2811916318394306264?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/2811916318394306264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=2811916318394306264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/2811916318394306264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/2811916318394306264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2012/02/moving-day-moving-out-of-provo.html' title='Moving Day - Moving Out of PROVO!'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-7459120817613963393</id><published>2012-02-08T21:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T21:50:42.139-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max&apos;s 2nd birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max'/><title type='text'>Max's 2nd Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;My baby is two!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Max turned two on January 12th!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;We started the day by letting him open his main gift. (He got the rest of his presents during his party)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21MaxsBirthdaypresent2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 433px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21MaxsBirthdaypresent2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;He got a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sesame-Street-32692-Neighborhood-Playset/dp/B004S65XDG/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1328760807&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Sesame Street playset&lt;/a&gt;. Max and Charlie loved it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Then later Molly and Jeremy came over for some cake and ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21052e-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 426px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21052e-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;The next Monday, the 16th, we had a birthday party for Max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I almost planned to do nothing but serve cake and ice cream, but as the days got closer to the party, I decided to do some sort of theme. My boys like the book "Where The Wild Things Are", and the name of the boy in the book is Max. I have wanted to do this theme for a party sooner or later. I figured it was a good theme for keeping the party low key.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;*Side note: The reason I wanted a simple party is because we moved in with Andy's parents on the Saturday between Max's birthday, and the party day*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I got a few ideas off &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/search/?q=where+the+wild+things+are+party"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;, and found some cardboard crowns at a party store, and emailed these invites that I designed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21MaxsBirthdaypresent2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/wildthingsinviteforweb.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 504px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21052e-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21087e.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21087e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;No dinner or games...just cup cakes and ice cream...that's how I kept it simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I can't do nothing. I have to make it special somehow. Andy always (playfully) teases me, saying I cant do anything simple. That I must decorate and do a theme...And it's true. :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21Maxspartycupcakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 471px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21Maxspartycupcakes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21080e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21098e.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;My sweetie pie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px; " src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21098e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;My boys and their cousins...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21093e.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21093e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;The "Wild Thing" opening his presents...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21Maxsparty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 471px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-21Maxsparty.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Max has been talking SO much. He's a gabber!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been keeping track of how he says certain words. I've been meaning to blog about them for months, so some of these are out of date, but they're still cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wa la = Water (now he says "wa doe")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ba la na = Banana (now he says it normal)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ma mo = Elmo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tway = Train (now he says it normal)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wa wo = Marshmallow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fa fee = Butterfly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Za ba = Pizza (now he says it normal)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daba Daba = Yo Gabba Gabba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chi chin = Chicken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De dew = Thank you (now he says it normal)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep = Yep, but he really puts an emphasis on the "p"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;duh dole = cuddle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dam ma = Grandma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dammy = Grammy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cha dee = Charlie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mo den = Morgan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pa pa = Grandpa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's starting to say I love you, but I can't remember quite how he says it. It's something like, "I Fa foo".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, I love that boy! He's so cuddly. Gives sweet hugs and kisses. Always says sorry, thank-you, and bless you. He knows how to wink! Loves to run and jump. And is always up to mischief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-7459120817613963393?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/7459120817613963393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=7459120817613963393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/7459120817613963393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/7459120817613963393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2012/02/maxs-2nd-birthday.html' title='Max&apos;s 2nd Birthday!'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-2628255626739861208</id><published>2012-02-03T22:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T22:18:41.066-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stockings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2011'/><title type='text'>Christmas Stockings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I've wanted to make new stockings for our family ever since we had Charlie. Now, almost two years after having Max I finally made some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I didn't want to only use red and green. I get a little sick of those two colors during Christmas time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;So, I chose some modern colors you don't normally see for Christmas stuff, along with your usual Christmas colors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/OurChristmasStockings.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/OurChristmasStockings.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-28089e.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-28089e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/stockings.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/stockings.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;A lot of blood, sweat and tears went into making these stockings...literally! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;These took hours and hours before I finally finished them! I was worried that I wouldn't get them done before Christmas, but I luckily finished them only a few days before Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-2628255626739861208?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/2628255626739861208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=2628255626739861208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/2628255626739861208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/2628255626739861208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2012/02/christmas-stockings.html' title='Christmas Stockings'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-1834046194785634361</id><published>2012-02-03T16:41:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T17:06:47.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy&apos;s birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2011'/><title type='text'>Christmas 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;By golly! It's about time I post about Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;December 14th...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;We went with my parents to Thanksgiving Point to see their Christmas lights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;(You drive through them in your car)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;It was pretty thrilling, I tell you what! At least the boys thought so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/ThanksgivingPointLights.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 321px; height: 640px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/ThanksgivingPointLights.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Christmas Eve...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Our tradition of making sugar cookies, decorating them, and leaving some for Santa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Charlie was really into it this year! He made himself an apron out of a dish towel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 424px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/ChristmasEveCookies.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;In the past I would make a big fancy dinner to eat on Christmas Eve, but after spending the entire day in the kitchen last year, I finally decided NOT to cook dinner on Christmas Eve anymore. So this year, we went to Red Robin. And every year, from here on out, we will eat out on Christmas Eve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;It's kind of a joke, trying to get these two to hold still for a picture together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;This was the result of my effort to try and photograph them together in their new Christmas PJ's. I wasn't very successful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 376px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/ChristmasEvePJs2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I did manage to get this cute one of Max though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/ChristmasEvepresents.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/ChristmasEvepresents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-28116e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 639px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I had the fantastic idea to take a picture of everything we got for Christmas before I wrapped it all. Now we can see what we got, before chaos occurs on Christmas morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 473px; " src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/ChristmasEvepresents.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;The boys were so happy Christmas morning! Charlie had been asking for this Bumblebee Transformer for a really long time. Lucky for him Santa brought it for him! And Santa knows how much Max loves to color, so he brought him an art easel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 433px; height: 640px; " src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/ChristmasMorning.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Charlie in his new fire fighter costume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 426px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-28149e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;We visited the grandparents. Here's my studly boys hangin' out at Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Ancell's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-02-01012e.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-02-01012e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;And here they are opening presents and relaxin' at Grammy &amp;amp; Grandpa Hartvigsen's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/ChristmasDayatGrammys.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 382px; height: 640px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/ChristmasDayatGrammys.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Also...Andy's birthday is the day after Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;So Happy Birthday to my sweetie pie! One more year in your twenties! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I made him a cake, and we went to dinner. I always feel a little bad that his birthday is kind of in the shadow of Christmas, but we always find a fun way to celebrate anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/Andysbirthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 469px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/Andysbirthday.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-1834046194785634361?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/1834046194785634361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=1834046194785634361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/1834046194785634361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/1834046194785634361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2012/02/christmas-2011.html' title='Christmas 2011'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-3200216763984343759</id><published>2012-01-04T22:42:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T23:30:31.009-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Pictures, Christmas Card &amp; Ornaments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;This is a bit of a random blog post. I'm just trying to catch up a bit on blogging, so here's a few random things put together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Aaron (Andy's brother) and his family came to town for Thanksgiving. They live in Washington, so we don't get to see them very often. They recently adopted a two year old girl, Sylvia, so we got to meet her for the first time! She's a total cutie! We also took advantage of them being in town, and had a little photoshoot of all the cousins together. That was difficult, to say the least. Aaron's girls were perfect angels, but my boys decided they wanted to run around instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;This is the best group shot I could get:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2011e.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2011e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Here's a cute one of Allegra and Sylvia:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2011e.jpg" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2114e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 426px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;I had to take this one of Charlie and Max on a different day, because they were being so difficult. And it was a miracle that I got them both looking and smiling at the camera in this shot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2211e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 426px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Grammy and Grandpa with their grandkids:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 639px; " src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2108e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;And this is Merlin. Aaron &amp;amp; Josephine's puppy that they brought along. The boys loved him so much! They wouldn't leave him alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 639px; " src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2001e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;On to the next topic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;We did a photo swap with Andy's cousin's wife  &lt;a href="http://ashleyandkarl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ashley Webb&lt;/a&gt; (who is also a photographer). I took pictures for her family, and she took pictures for ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Here's my favorite picture of our family:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-29058e3favorite.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I used it for our Christmas card this year. I created it in Photoshop:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 457px; height: 640px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/christmascard20119.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;And finally, the last topic of this random blog post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Every year around Christmas time we go eat out at &lt;a href="http://www.crackerbarrel.com/"&gt;Cracker Barrel&lt;/a&gt; for dinner, then shop in their little store for one ornament each to take home and put on our tree. Andy and I started this tradition the first year we were married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;We went a little late in the season this year, so the Cracker Barrel store was a little picked over. So we decided to go to Hobby Lobby to find some ornaments. They had slim pickin's too. Most of what they had were the fragile glass ornaments, like these ones we ended up getting:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011ornaments.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 640px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Max got two, he's spoiled. And he broke one while we were waiting in line to buy them (it got replaced obviously). So I quickly took pictures the next day, because someday I'm sure these ornaments will break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;That's all for now. I have a lot of Christmas photos to post...someday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-3200216763984343759?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/3200216763984343759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=3200216763984343759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/3200216763984343759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/3200216763984343759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2012/01/pictures-christmas-card-ornaments.html' title='Pictures, Christmas Card &amp; Ornaments'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-684190641325413913</id><published>2012-01-01T19:55:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T20:13:09.308-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Before 30'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy got a job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>365</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm starting a project...one that will take a whole year to complete!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Today I started a 365 photo challenge! (Technically it should be 366 since it's a leap year).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'll take at least one picture &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 21px; text-align: center; "&gt;everyday for a year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Then weekly, if not daily, I'll post the pictures on &lt;a href="http://www.emilyhphotography365.blogspot.com/"&gt;my 365 blog&lt;/a&gt;. You can click on the link to the right, and it'll take you there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;This project is one of the items on my &lt;a href="http://30beforeemilyturns30.blogspot.com/"&gt;"30 Before I'm 30" &lt;/a&gt;list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;This is something I've wanted to do for years. I started this challenge once before...it was the month I gave birth to Max. Needless to say that didn't work out too well. I only made it a few months before deciding to quit. I didn't have the time or energy to keep up with a photo challenge while having a newborn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;So, since I'm newborn free and it's a new year, I've decided to challenge myself to it again! Wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-01102e.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 426px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2012-01-01102e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;And Happy New Year!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;P.S. ANDY GOT A JOB IN SALT LAKE!!!!! WE'RE GETTING THE HECK OUT OF PROVO FINALLY!!!! ...just a little tid bit of info you might like to hear about. ;) But more about that at a later time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-684190641325413913?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/684190641325413913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=684190641325413913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/684190641325413913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/684190641325413913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2012/01/365.html' title='365'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-5733520112661646347</id><published>2011-12-12T17:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T17:32:29.995-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Lights, Family, Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Andy's brother, and his family were in town over Thanksgiving weekend. One thing we did together was look at the lights at temple square.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2157eBW.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2157eBW.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 470px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2161155e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2149163e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 470px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2149163e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2140139e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 470px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2140139e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2168e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2168e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2169e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2169e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here's the boys all bundled up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2162167e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 470px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2162167e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We also went to the "This is the Place Monument" on another day. There were all kinds of old-timey Christmas things to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My boys were able to sit on Santa's lap. Charlie told Santa that he wants a Bumblebee Transform&lt;/span&gt;er....I have a feeling Santa will bring it. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2173176e.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: 640px; height: 470px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-12-2173176e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-5733520112661646347?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/5733520112661646347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=5733520112661646347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/5733520112661646347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/5733520112661646347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/12/lights-family-santa.html' title='Lights, Family, Santa'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-3153086801672524599</id><published>2011-12-07T15:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T15:08:19.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Our Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Every year I like to take a picture of our little Christmas tree...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 470px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-2207679e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;...even though every year it pretty much looks the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;At least this year I added a cool starry picture of our tree! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hopefully next year we'll have a bigger place, so we can have the space for a normal sized tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-3153086801672524599?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/3153086801672524599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=3153086801672524599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/3153086801672524599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/3153086801672524599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/12/our-christmas-tree.html' title='Our Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-8210124189484146563</id><published>2011-12-07T14:32:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T14:50:39.234-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Halloween 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Better late than never...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here it is only a few weeks before Christmas, and I'm finally blogging about Halloween.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We went the inexpensive route this year, and reused some old Halloween costumes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Max was a monkey! ...and a darn cute one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-2205759e.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: 640px; height: 470px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-2205759e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 470px; " src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-2203132e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-2205759e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-2205759e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-2201824e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 470px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 470px; " src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-2204151e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Click &lt;a href="http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-2009warning-lots-of-pictures.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to see Charlie as a monkey when he was Max's age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Charlie was a monster this year! ...same as last year, but just as adorable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-22088e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 426px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-22088e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-2208599e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 470px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-2208599e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-22097e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-22097e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-22108112e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 470px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-22108112e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;To see pictures of this little monster last year, click &lt;a href="http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween-2010.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This is the ONLY picture I got of the two of them together! That is a difficult task these days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-22014e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 426px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-22014e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And here's a few cute one's of my handsome boys without their costumes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-22069e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-22069e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-22013e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 426px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-22013e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here are our pumpkins that we carved. It's the first time we've carved pumpkins since we've been married, I think...at least the first time since having kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Andy carved the one in the middle, and I did the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Charlie helped till we started digging out the guts, then he wanted nothing to do with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-05291e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-05291e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And finally, here are the boys digging into their loot! We went trick-or-treating with my brother Dave, and his family. It's fun for the boys to go with their cousins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-05298302e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 638px; height: 289px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-11-05298302e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And yes...someone gave out bags of chips! So&lt;/span&gt; awesome!&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/938628431655244199-8210124189484146563?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/8210124189484146563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=8210124189484146563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/8210124189484146563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/8210124189484146563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/12/halloween-2011.html' title='Halloween 2011'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-5841641200818429355</id><published>2011-12-06T14:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T14:45:54.663-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Before I&apos;m 30'/><title type='text'>"30 Before I'm 30" - De Junk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I completed another task on my "30 Before I'm 30" list! Check it out &lt;a href="http://30beforeemilyturns30.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-de-junked.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-5841641200818429355?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/5841641200818429355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=5841641200818429355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/5841641200818429355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/5841641200818429355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/12/30-before-im-30-de-junk.html' title='&quot;30 Before I&apos;m 30&quot; - De Junk'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-9145804984010042821</id><published>2011-11-04T17:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T17:21:50.635-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Power Lines in the Moonlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 639px; " src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-18007e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Driving home one night, the moon looked so cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It was creating some awesome looking backlight on these power lines. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So I pulled over to snap a few shots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This is when I wish I had a nicer camera, so that the picture wouldn't have been so grainy in the low light. Oh well, the picture is still pretty cool lookin'.&lt;/span&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/938628431655244199-9145804984010042821?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/9145804984010042821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=9145804984010042821' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/9145804984010042821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/9145804984010042821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/11/power-lines-in-moonlight.html' title='Power Lines in the Moonlight'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-972712672047805976</id><published>2011-10-27T23:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T00:08:50.733-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Pickin' Pumpkins 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We went to a cute pumpkin patch in Springville to pick out some pumpkins for Halloween. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Here is what took place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-18024e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-18048e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 426px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-18042e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We of course picked out the perfect pumpkins for each member of our family, but they also had other fun (free!) things to do there too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;...like climb a giant pyramid of hay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-1806043e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 470px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-18042e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-18042e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 426px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-18019e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;...play in some corn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-180292728e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 311px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-180292728e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;...look at some cute animals (yes, I believe that's a kangaroo)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-180292728e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-18015e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 426px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;...play in a kiddie maze...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-18037e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-18037e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-18024e.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: 639px; height: 426px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-18024e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-18042e.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: 639px; height: 426px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-18042e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-18045e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 426px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-18045e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-18056e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-18056e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;...and a hayride. But unfortunately we got there too late, and they weren't doing anymore hayrides for the night. Charlie was a little disappointed, so we just took some pictures of him sitting on it instead. Plus there was plenty of other things to do that kept him happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-1806665e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 470px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-1806665e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-18069e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 426px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-18069e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The boys had a blast! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Charlie loved playing in the corn and getting lost in the maze. Once he reached the end of the maze, he'd immediately turn around and go through it again. It wasn't fun trying to get him out when we needed to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Max found a small green pumpkin thing that had a big worm hole in it while we were getting pumpkins, and he would NOT let go of the thing! So the owner/farmer guy let him have it for free. That silly boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It was a fun time. I love the tradition of going to a pumpkin patch every year to get our pu&lt;/span&gt;mpkins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;View some previous pumpkin patch picking &lt;a href="http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2009/10/picking-pumpkins.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2008/11/events-of-october-2008.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-972712672047805976?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/972712672047805976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=972712672047805976' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/972712672047805976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/972712672047805976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/10/pickin-pumpkins-2011.html' title='Pickin&apos; Pumpkins 2011'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-9125570214931737614</id><published>2011-10-27T14:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T14:32:05.666-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Up House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Just some random pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I posted some pictures I took on my phone of the "Up" house on &lt;a href="http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/08/mother-load-of-pictures.html"&gt;a previous post.&lt;/a&gt; But these are a few I took on my camera:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23159e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23159e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23160162e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 293px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23166e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 426px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23170e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23165173169e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 638px; height: 314px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23165173169e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here's a cute one of Charlie sitting by the window playing on my phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I liked the way the light was hitting him from behind, so I snapped a picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-19038e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-19038e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This old school Utah Jazz shirt belonged to one of my brothers when he was Charlie's age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I helped my mom clean out some of her storage one day, and wanted this shirt for my own boys, so she let me have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-19007e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 639px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;One day Charlie and I made a bridge with his Thomas the Train tracks. We made columns of blocks to hold the tracks. They went from the couch, across the laundry basket (river) to the red chair. He loved it! It came crashing down several times, and of course I had to keep rebuilding it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-1904142e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 470px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-10-19046e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-9125570214931737614?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/9125570214931737614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=9125570214931737614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/9125570214931737614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/9125570214931737614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-some-random-pictures.html' title='Just some random pictures...'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-1074116146351865437</id><published>2011-10-21T15:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T15:49:26.045-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Before I&apos;m 30'/><title type='text'>"30 Before I'm 30" - Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I completed something on my "30 Before I'm 30" list. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Go check it out on the blog! &lt;a href="http://30beforeemilyturns30.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-went-camping.html"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-1074116146351865437?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/1074116146351865437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=1074116146351865437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/1074116146351865437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/1074116146351865437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/10/30-before-im-30-camping.html' title='&quot;30 Before I&apos;m 30&quot; - Camping'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-7653483422768219198</id><published>2011-10-18T12:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T13:29:19.157-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie&apos;s 4th Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Charlie's 4 Year Old Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here are the pictures I took of Charlie for turning four years old. You can see all about his party in my previous post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My little man is growing up so fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23292e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23262e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 426px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23292e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); " &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23292e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; " &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23244ecropped.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 639px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23278e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 426px; height: 639px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23292e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Charlie is so sweet and tender hearted. He's a friend to everyone he meets...really...if we're in public and he sees other kids, he'll say he wants to go say hi to his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He loves to talk. He's always talking my ear off. When we're in the car he likes to play what we call the "find it" game. I say, "I see a ___" and he'll say, "there it is". Charlie is always asking questions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He loves dinosaurs, cars, trucks, trains, forts, slides, animals, bugs and anything else boyish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Charlie is SO loving! He'll just randomly come up to me and say "I love you, mommy" and give me hugs and kisses without me asking. It melts my heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He loves to sing the ABC's, Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and the I Love You (Barney) song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He's such an amazing big brother! He plays so well with Max and shares his toys with him...not &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; the time though...boys will be boys, ya know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Charlie loves primary! He goes in, sits down and doesn't even care that I leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He's been through a lot, health wise, in the past year. He's had many doctors visits, and he had to get his blood drawn 9 different times to find out what exactly is wrong. I haven't really talked about it on my blog. Not sure if I want to. Too many people giving me advice that I don't agree with. But long story short, Charlie has something called PFAPA. You can go &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Periodic_fever,_aphthous_stomatitis,_pharyngitis_and_adenitis"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to read about what it is. Charlie has just been such a tough guy through it all! I'm so proud of him and how strong he is! He's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here is a little questionnaire I did with Charlie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23292e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/img002.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 494px; height: 639px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23282e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And one last picture...it's hilarious! Charlie was looking at a spider on a pole. He was focused!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23282e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23282e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23282e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 426px; height: 639px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh, how I love this boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-7653483422768219198?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/7653483422768219198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=7653483422768219198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/7653483422768219198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/7653483422768219198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/10/charlies-4-year-old-pictures.html' title='Charlie&apos;s 4 Year Old Pictures'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-3351141152502215331</id><published>2011-10-17T20:33:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T21:56:56.603-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie&apos;s 4th Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa Ancell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Charlie's 4th Birthday Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I have a four year old! Crazy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He turned four in August, and I'm finally getting around to blogging about his birthday party. It was a hoot! Lots of family came, and we had a grand ol' time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here's a few snapshots I took of Charlie before the party started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23005130e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23016e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-2303427BWe.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 293px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23016e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We had the party at my parent's house. It was a monster themed party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I made these streamers out of colored paper, and got some fun colorful lanterns to hang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-2302017e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23016e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-2302017e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 638px; height: 288px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I made crayon mouth monster tote bags for the kids to take home as party favors. It was a LOT of work, but when I saw this idea, I knew I had to do it! And it didn't cost too much either. The most expensive part was buying the canvas tote bags. Inside the bags were monster stickers, a &lt;a href="http://www.orientaltrading.com/inflatable-mini-monster-beach-balls-a2-49_412-12-1.fltr?Ntt=monster"&gt;mini monster beach ball&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.orientaltrading.com/monster-rubber-duckies-a2-25_5988-12-1.fltr?Ntt=monster"&gt;a monster rubber duck&lt;/a&gt;, a monster sucker and a notebook to color on. The kids loved them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-2302017e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-2302017e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-230097e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 253px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I also let the kids "adopt a monster". I made these out of socks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-2302017e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-2302017e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23011e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 426px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The grub...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was lucky enough to find monster cups, plates, and napkins at Walmart! Also, I found some Kleenex boxes that had monsters all over them, so I stuffed tissue paper in the empty boxes and turned them into utensil holders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-2304813e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 640px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-2304813e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We ate hamburgers, hot dogs and all kinds of yummy monster munchies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23051e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23051e.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23051e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-2305036e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 638px; height: 252px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I made this cake twice! The first attempt was a disaster, luckily the second one turned out really cute! My first time making cake pops for the eyes...they turned out a bit sloppy...oh well it's still cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-2302017e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23005130e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 474px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-2303427BWe.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-2303427BWe.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A cute picture of Andy with his siblings (except for Aaron who lives in Washington).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23062e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 426px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We had a craft project and made monster googly eye headbands. It was more of a hit than I expected it to be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-230236576e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 313px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-238586e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Charlie's monster eyes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23074e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 426px; height: 639px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-238586e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 474px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Max, he didn't like them so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-2307981e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 474px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Breaunna and Taylee:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-2307981e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-238586e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-2308790e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 474px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nicholas and Miriam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-2309167e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 474px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jonas, Isaac, and Ethan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-230779592e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 638px; height: 314px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The presents!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-2302255e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 470px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Everyone was so generous, and gave Charlie some really fun toys for his birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jerry's family got Charlie some &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Squinkies-Disney-Cars-Bubble-Pack/dp/B0050D9X9G"&gt;Cars Squinkies&lt;/a&gt;. And Taylee made a really cute card!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Dave's family gave Charlie these &lt;a href="http://www.orientaltrading.com/plush-monsters-a2-6_1385-12-1.fltr?Ntt=monster+plush"&gt;little plush monsters&lt;/a&gt;. He was SO excited when he opened this present, because he saw them online when we were ordering the party favors for the tote bags. He really liked them, but we didn't order them, so it was a fun surprise that he got them after all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23098102e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 474px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jeremy gave Charlie some really cool dinosaurs. Their legs, tails and heads come off the bodies and you can mix and match parts on the dinosaurs. They're funny, and the boys love them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Ancell gave him a Paper Jamz guitar. Charlie once saw one in a store and really wanted it, so I told my mom that's what he wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23109113e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 474px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Grammy's family got Charlie "Pete's Dragon" on DVD, some money and a Cars helmet for his new...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;...Bike!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23157e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23115117116e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 638px; height: 314px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23121e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 426px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Andy and I got Charlie a tool set, a Clifford movie, a foam baseball bat, and of course his new bike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23157e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23115117116e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23125138e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 474px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After the party Charlie tested his bike outside and then played in grandpa's truck with Max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23115117116e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23143e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 426px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23149150e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 474px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23157e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 426px; " /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My old kitty is hardly around when we're at my parent's, especially if the kids are around. So I was barely able to catch a shot of her with my boys. It's really grainy and blurry, but I like having a picture of my boys with my first baby. ;o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-23158e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 639px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks everyone for coming to Charlie's birthday party!!! It was so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-3351141152502215331?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/3351141152502215331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=3351141152502215331' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/3351141152502215331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/3351141152502215331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/10/charlies-4th-birthday-party.html' title='Charlie&apos;s 4th Birthday Party!'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-8297497057265153583</id><published>2011-09-27T15:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T15:39:43.626-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart Attack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa Ancell'/><title type='text'>Puts Some Perspective on Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;I won't say much, but I want to write this down for my own record, more than anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My dad had a mild heart attack last week, on Monday the 19th of September 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My mom took him to the hospital, and he started having congestive heart failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He had to have an angioplasty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;On Wednesday the 21st, he was transferred to a different hospital where they would perform a quadruple bypass on Thursday the 22nd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;His surgery went great! We were expecting him to be in surgery for well over 4 hours, but it only took 3 and a half hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;His recovery in the ICU went really well. His nurse said he should be the "poster person" for the ICU, because he was doing so well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He spent a few more days in the hospital, and came home yesterday, the 26th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So that's the basic info.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lots and lots of prayers were said throughout that time, and I know they helped us all through it! It's been a really hard, and worrisome time. We still need our dad, grandpa, brother and husband around for a while longer! Like my dad said, "It sure puts some perspective on life". My dad is really loved by many people, and we're so thankful that he'll be okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08-01EHP29.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 639px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(I took this for their 40th wedding anniversary that they had this year)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/938628431655244199-8297497057265153583?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/8297497057265153583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=8297497057265153583' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/8297497057265153583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/8297497057265153583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/09/puts-some-perspective-on-life.html' title='Puts Some Perspective on Life'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-7015537009380116306</id><published>2011-09-08T14:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T14:55:47.179-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Things to Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This video is so great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8nczw6xHJ0I" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-7015537009380116306?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/7015537009380116306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=7015537009380116306' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/7015537009380116306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/7015537009380116306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/09/good-things-to-come.html' title='Good Things to Come'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8nczw6xHJ0I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-9079492502468163677</id><published>2011-08-29T12:32:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T20:47:17.655-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Up House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>A Mother-load Of Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I have a whole bunch of pictures from my phone that I loaded onto my computer. And I want to finally put them on my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I must warn you though, there are A LOT of pictures! I tried to somewhat condense them down to smaller sizes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-0304iPhonephotos2-2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 372px; height: 1022px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(below): One day, out of the blue, Charlie asked me to make a dinosaur cake. I just so happened to have a cake mix and some frosting, so I made him a happy little boy that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04iPhonephotos2.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 1024px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(above): Charlie got a new umbrella a day or two before Andy's graduation. It was raining the morning of the graduation, so Charlie insisted on using it that day. He looked darling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(below): Andy got out his guns one night to get ready to go shooting the next morning, and happened to prop them up next to the toy box where Charlie's little pop gun was propped up too. We didn't set this up...it's just how the pop gun happened to be sitting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We made Mother's day cards for the boy's Grandmas. The boy's fingerprints are the petals on the flowers, and Charlie painted the stems &amp;amp; yellow centers all by himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-05iPhonephotos2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 445px; height: 1022px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(above): The sign at this gas station in Springville had a picture of Hank Hill from the t.v. show, &lt;i&gt;King of the Hill&lt;/i&gt;. The sign says "We sell propane and propane accessories" (a line heard often in the show). And on the other side of the sign it said, "Taste the meat, not the heat" (another quote from the show). It was really funny to see!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(below): The boys spent the night at Grammy's house and helped her plant her garden. Andy texted me this picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The boys got a hold of some stickers, and started decorating my leg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We had some fun with a couple iPhone apps, taking silly pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-06iPhonephotos2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 365px; height: 1023px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(below): Charlie &amp;amp; I took a lot of goofy pictures together. It's fun how my phone has a camera on the front, so we can look at ourselves while we take our pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-06iPhonephotos-2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 344px; height: 1024px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(below): Grammy, Andy &amp;amp; I took Charlie fishing for the first time up at the Farmington Pond. We didn't catch anything though. I don't think the fish were hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-06iPhonephotos-32.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 367px; height: 1024px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(below): We went to a field to watch the Stadium of Fire fireworks for the 4th of July. Charlie thought they were too loud, so Molly covered his ears for him. Max loved them, he kept pointing at them saying, "Ooooo". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We went to the Provo Parade on the 4th for the first time ever. We've lived in Provo 6 years, and have never gone...it was about time. The boys really liked it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;One day Max handed me these glasses, binky, and finger puppet. All things that could be worn, so I helped him accessorize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07iPhonephotos2.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 1024px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(above): Max is a PRO at climbing around on the playground. He climbed up this ladder and seal thing all by himself with ease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://tv.disney.go.com/disneychannel/phineasandferb/"&gt;Perry the Platypus&lt;/a&gt; underwear...enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Like it says on the picture, I was only a few months pregnant with Max when we went on &lt;a href="http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2009/07/hawaii-2009.html"&gt;our vacation to Hawaii&lt;/a&gt;. We got this little Hawaiian outfit for Charlie, and it fits Max now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I took this picture of our messy house, because I was shocked at how fast they made this mess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And if anyone wants to buy me this sunburst mirror, they can! I can't stop thinking about it, but it's way out of my budget! You can find it at Hobby Lobby. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(below): We went to the Hogle Zoo on Charlie's birthday thanks to Andy's mom! They had dinosaurs there this summer! I thought he'd love them, but Charlie was really scared of most of them...up until the end, and he put his head in the mouth of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Morgan put on Max's monkey leash, and Charlie held onto it...it was pretty funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08iPhonephotos2-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 1280px; " src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08iPhonephotos2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(above): &lt;/span&gt;I'm pretty sure there's a picture somewhere of me when I was little getting a drink from this same lion drinking fountain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(below): I won Parade of Home tickets, and went to some houses with my mom. The "Up" house in Herriman one one of the houses. Here are some pictures I took.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;They had an old guy and a boy dressed up like Carl and Russell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The details were amazing. I loved the doorbell, kitchen, tile in the bathrooms, and the trinkets on the mantel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In the basement they had a Toy Story room, and a princess room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08iPhonephotos-2uphouse2-1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 417px; height: 1277px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(below): &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OQSNhk5ICTI"&gt;Double rainbow all the way!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This bed/window was in a home in the Parade of Homes. I just loved that window above the bed! It almost acted as part of the headboard, and had an awesome view. It was so cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We got a new front door this week! The frame of the old one was rotting away. We also got a new door knob for the back door. There's a picture without any door at all, then our new one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-08iPhonephotos3more2-1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 475px; height: 640px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Phew...that was a lot of pictures. Whenever I don't have my big camera handy, I snap away with my phone. Hopefully next time I won't wait seven months before I load my phone photos onto my &lt;/span&gt;computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-9079492502468163677?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/9079492502468163677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=9079492502468163677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/9079492502468163677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/9079492502468163677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/08/mother-load-of-pictures.html' title='A Mother-load Of Pictures!'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-3307031679697639663</id><published>2011-08-08T16:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T17:05:34.473-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max at 18 months'/><title type='text'>Max @ 18 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well...Max will be 19 months in 4 days, but here are some pictures from when he was 18 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He's becoming more and more like a toddler, but he's still my little baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This first picture really makes my heart melt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17061e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 639px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-1706562e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 474px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17069e74BW.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-170272932e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 638px; height: 314px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-1705018e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 474px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-1701517e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 474px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17069e74BW.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 474px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17084eBW.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He saw a helicopter flying in the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17081e2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17085eBW.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 426px; height: 639px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A few of Max's milestones are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Talk talk talking! Everyday he says something new. The other day he held up his sippy cup and said, "Wa Juuu" (want juice). That was his first sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He's a climber! And very sturdy on his feet. You should see him on the playground!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He gives great hugs, and pats you on the back. And puckers up real big for kisses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Max's favorite foods are strawberries &amp;amp; grapes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He's 91 percentile for height. And 56 percentile for weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He loves to do what ever his big brother does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He knows what letters are when he sees them, and tries to sound them out...he's a smartie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Max is such a sweet little boy! He is so loving, playful, smart, funny and cute! Everyone loves him. I have such a soft spot in my heart for him. I love him SO much! And in only 5 more months I'll be entering the "terrible two" stage again. So I hope to really enjoy the rest of his babyhood. :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-3307031679697639663?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/3307031679697639663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=3307031679697639663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/3307031679697639663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/3307031679697639663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/08/max-18-months.html' title='Max @ 18 Months'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-639324019042255188</id><published>2011-08-07T17:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T18:12:54.232-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Up House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kennecottt Copper Mine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Copper Mine &amp; "Up" House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm a little behind on blogging...this was clear back on July 16th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We decided to go up to the &lt;a href="http://www.kennecott.com/"&gt;Kennecott copper mine&lt;/a&gt;. They were having a free day, and I haven't been since I was a child. We thought the boys would like it, so we went!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17131e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 426px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We parked at the base of the mountain, and they shuttled people up to the mine in big buses. The boys liked the bus just as much as the copper mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17136e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17135142e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 474px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17140139e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 474px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A few minutes later, we reached the mine, and the view was spectacular!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17144eBW.jpg" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Of course we had to get the traditional photo in front of the giant tire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17149153e.jpg" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Charlie liked this little train car thing. And the sparkly copper rock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(you can't see in the picture, but it really sparkled)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17163171e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here's the awesome view!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Notice the size of the giant dump trucks compared to that smaller semi-type-truck. They're HUGE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17174e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17179e.jpg" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17167166BWe.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After we checked out the mine we went inside to the visitors center.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17196e.jpg" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Charlie wanted to buy these old toy trucks, but they weren't for sale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17191192e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He was in heaven!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17189e.jpg" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 426px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Max was a good boy for about two seconds, and let me barely take a picture of them together by this picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17198e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After the copper mine we drove past the "Up" house in Herriman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We love the movie Up, and I thought Charlie would love to see this house, but when we got there he got really scared! I think he was a little creeped out by the life sized version. Or maybe he thought it would float away....I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So Andy waited in the car with the boys so I could get some pictures of the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I won some Parade of Homes tickets (like 30 minutes before I was going to go online to order some)! And this house is one of the homes, so I can't wait to walk through it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17222e-1.jpg" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 426px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17224e.jpg" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 426px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17211225e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 474px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A lady that was also there taking pictures started to walk inside. I went up to the door with her, and we saw some shoes on the floor in the entryway. So we thought it was okay to go inside. I stepped into the living room, snapped this shot of the painting, and a man walked into the room to tell us we weren't aloud inside. Ha ha. Oh well. I only saw the living room, and a small bathroom before we got kicked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17200201e.jpg" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17208e.jpg" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 639px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;On the way home we got a treat, and Max got his chocolate chip cookie everywhere! It was a mess! But oh so cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-07-17227229e.jpg" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It was a really fun day! It's nice to do something different every once in a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-639324019042255188?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/639324019042255188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=639324019042255188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/639324019042255188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/639324019042255188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/08/copper-mine-up-house.html' title='Copper Mine &amp; &quot;Up&quot; House'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-6356397553693052991</id><published>2011-07-07T14:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T14:29:48.408-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Charlie's Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This is Charlie's first real friend, his name is Robby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sadly Robby and his family moved out of state recently. We'll sure miss them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-06-23088e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-06-23088e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;These boys would have play dates, and they were best buds! They always sat next to each other in Sunbeams and caused trouble. One time I was subbing a different primary class, and I saw that they kept kissing and hugging each other. Ha ha. It was funny and cute, but disruptive. :o) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-06-23094e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-06-23094e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's so nice to see my boy make a such a great friend. I wish we had started doing these play dates sooner. Hopefully Charlie can find more great friends just like Robby as he grows u&lt;/span&gt;p.&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/938628431655244199-6356397553693052991?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/6356397553693052991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=6356397553693052991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/6356397553693052991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/6356397553693052991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/07/charlies-friend.html' title='Charlie&apos;s Friend'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-3240924852003868491</id><published>2011-07-06T13:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T14:29:36.016-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Girls Trip to Natalie's Cabin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Two of my best friends (Natalie &amp;amp; Katie) and I wanted to have a "girls weekend". No boys aloud. And so we did! We went to Natalie's cabin up in Oakley (near Park City) on June 3rd and came home the next evening. Natalie's mom also came along (Jeannine).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So here I am...finally blogging about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It was so much fun to get out with some friends! I needed to! It was nice to relax, not have to worry about taking care of the kids, and catch up with my friends...we rarely get to see each other any more. sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here's the view off the deck of the cabin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-06-23011e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And here's another view:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-06-23039e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We had a giant, yummy, juicy steak dinner! Tons of snacks, a huge breakfast in the morning, and ate lunch at Kneaders the next day...we ate so well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-06-23004e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We played games, watched a movie, laughed a lot, and went shopping the next day in Park City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We saw two moose just outside the cabin while we were making breakfast. I tried to take some pictures of them, but I didn't want to get too close. Here's the best shots I got. One of the moose was hiding too much, so I only got pictures of this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-06-2306582e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 474px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here's a game we played. I believe it's called Mexican Train...it's a domino game. It was pretty fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-06-23058e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 426px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Natalie's deep in thought...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-06-2305255e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 474px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My friend Katie...I love having "special" moments with her. We dressed her up in a lot of gaudy jewelry while we were shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-06-2305784e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 474px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Our weekend was so great! We want to make it an annual tradition...and so we shall. :o&lt;/span&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/938628431655244199-3240924852003868491?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/3240924852003868491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=3240924852003868491' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/3240924852003868491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/3240924852003868491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/07/girls-trip-to-natalies-cabin.html' title='Girls Trip to Natalie&apos;s Cabin'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-4432206841396961858</id><published>2011-06-27T10:59:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T14:39:26.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Before I&apos;m 30'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>30 Before I'm 30</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'll be 30 on March 15th 2014. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;nd I've been thinking lately, there's a lot of things I want to do before I turn thirty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Things I want, or need to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/30.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 427px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/30.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/96dpi/2530788268/in/photostream/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(photo by: 96dpi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So here's my list of 30 things to do before I turn 30:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1. Buy a house with a yard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2. Have another baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;3. Lose weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;4. Buy a Nikon D7000 or better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;5. Have a more established photo business and offer prints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;6. Finish the quilt I started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;7.Get better habits/actually have a routine (exercise, getting ready for the day before noon, cooking dinner more often, going to bed at a decent hour, keep the house clean, etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;8. Run a 5K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;9. Go to Hawaii or any other vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;10. Host Thanksgiving dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;11. Go to &lt;a href="http://www.wppionline.com/"&gt;WPPI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;12. Go to the dentist (it's been a while...haven't had insurance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;13. Get makeup and hair tips from a professional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Go snowboarding again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;15. Go to Moab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;16.&lt;strike&gt;De junk (will do several times before I'm 30)&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;Completed November 11th 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;17. Wear red lipstick in public&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;18. Get caught up on scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;19. &lt;strike&gt;Go camping (it's been a long time)&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;Completed September 9th &amp;amp; 10th 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;20. Get family portraits done by another photographer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;21. Do a project 365 (take a picture every day for a year, and blog about it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;22. Read &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/free-book-of-mormon/"&gt;The Book of Mormon&lt;/a&gt; from cover to cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;23. Be happier and more thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;24. Start photographing weddings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;25. Get &amp;amp; Ride a bike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;26. Go to a McDonald's drive through, and pay for the person in the car behind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;27. Be more outgoing and talk to people more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;28. Make a new friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;29. Remodel a large piece of furniture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;30. Hang more pictures and artwork in our home that I truly love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So there you have it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I started a new blog to show my progress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;On that blog, I'll post about each item as I cross it off my list. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://30beforeemilyturns30.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to see my "30 Before I'm 30" blog, or click on the link on my sidebar to the right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I have less than 3 years before I'm 30, so I better get on the ball here..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;wish me luck! :O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-4432206841396961858?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/4432206841396961858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=4432206841396961858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/4432206841396961858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/4432206841396961858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/06/30-before-im-30.html' title='30 Before I&apos;m 30'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-5720883441764572749</id><published>2011-06-07T13:57:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T14:21:58.437-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Max @ 16 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Max turned 16 months old last month...he's almost 17 months now, but I'm finally getting around to blogging about it. Here's some pictures I took:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/web-2011-05-09-100-e2.jpg" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 473px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/web-2011-05-09-09497e.jpg" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 473px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/web-2011-05-09-104-108e-1.jpg" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 473px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-05-09-113-e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 428px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh how I love those baby cheeks &amp;amp; dimples!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Max is a busy busy boy! Always trying to keep up with his big brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He's talking more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Has a total of 14 teeth now...I'm starting to lose track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He knows where his eyes, nose, mouth, hair and belly button are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He's such a fun &amp;amp; happy boy full of mischief! We love him to pieces!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And here's some pictures I took of Charlie that same day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He was being just as cute! We love him too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/web-2011-05-09-118-110e.jpg" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 473px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/web-2011-05-09-119-e.jpg" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 426px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/web-2011-05-09-120-e.jpg" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 426px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/web-2011-05-09-121-e.jpg" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 426px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-5720883441764572749?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/5720883441764572749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=5720883441764572749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/5720883441764572749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/5720883441764572749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/06/max-16-months.html' title='Max @ 16 Months'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-164130075352312342</id><published>2011-05-13T15:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T16:11:27.611-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chuck E Cheese&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>I found a picture...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I cleaned out my wallet (a much needed duty, but only did so because I bought a new wallet), and I found this picture from &lt;a href="http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/08/charlies-birthday-day.html"&gt;way back in August when we went to Chuck-E-Cheese's&lt;/a&gt; for Charlie's Birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Boy, did he have a bad haircut back then. Needless to say we never went back to that hair salon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyway...This ride takes a picture of you while you're riding it, then prints it out for you to keep. We've done it once before, I blogged about it &lt;a href="http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2009/11/chuck-e-cheeses.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. He was so little back then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I though it was cute, so I decided to post it in my archives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-02CharlieatChuckECheese.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 514px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-02CharlieatChuckECheese.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Also, Happy Friday the 13th! ;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-164130075352312342?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/164130075352312342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=164130075352312342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/164130075352312342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/164130075352312342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-found-picture.html' title='I found a picture...'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-5718140567285896308</id><published>2011-05-10T16:58:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T19:06:21.565-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy'/><title type='text'>Andy's Graduation!!! Our Anniversary!! Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I've waited 6 long years to say these words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ANDY GRADUATED FROM COLLEGE!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Can you sense the excitement?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, it's true! After lots of hard, HARD work (especially this last semester), and after changing his major 3 times, and schools once, he finally settled on something he truly enjoys and is good at!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Andy majored in Computer Science.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He graduated from &lt;a href="http://www.uvu.edu/"&gt;UVU&lt;/a&gt; on Friday April 29th 2011. (yes, the same day as the royal wedding...is that good luck?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We had to get up at 5:15 a.m. to be at UVU by 7:15! SO early! I'm not a morning person...so having the royal wedding to watch in the wee hours of the morn helped to wake me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So the graduation started at 8:00 a.m. with the convocation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here's Andy walking to his seat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-05-09009e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;One of the speakers at the convocation, President Holland (president of the school).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-05-09018e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Getting handed his diploma from the department chai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;r and pausing for a picture for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-05-0902729e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 470px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then after the convocation, there was a short break before the commencement ceremony began.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here's all the graduating students marching in together. It was cool they had bag pipers leading the way, playing with an orchestra as they came in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-05-09032e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;There's Andy, that tiny speck. I can't believe I even spotted him. He's right in the middle of the circle. He's waving his hand at me, you can see his hand on the left side of the circle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-05-09037e2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The boys were so good during the whole thing. We were gone for many hours. I took plenty of toys, books, and treats to keep them entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-05-090056e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 472px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My parents, Andy's parents and Andy's sister Molly came. It was great to have them there to support Andy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-05-0901112e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 470px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-05-09016e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Max was tuckered out by the time it was over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-05-0904038e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 472px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here's a few family pictures with the grad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I had the boys dress in these colors for a reason. Green is UVU's school color and Orange is the color of Andy's tassel (the color for the computer science school)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-05-09064e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Andy's parents...without them this would not be possible! Thank You!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-05-09069e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My parents and us. Great supporters of Andy's college education!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-05-09063e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Andy's fam...minus a few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-05-09065e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Max...adorable...need I say more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-05-09059e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 428px; height: 639px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm so so proud of Andy and all his hard work he put into getting his college diploma! It was really hard at times, but through it all, he stuck it out and finished!!! He worked SO hard, especially this last semester! It was really hard the last few months before graduating. He was gone from 6:45 a.m. to at &lt;i&gt;least&lt;/i&gt; 9 p.m. most of the time he didn't get home till 10 or 11 and sometimes midnight! I pretty much felt like a single mom in those months. Even on Saturdays he was gone doing homework on campus all day. I'm so happy this long chapter of our lives is over, and we can move on. Andy can be home with us in the evenings and he doesn't have to work on homework! Hurray for graduating Andy!!!! I love you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*****************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The next day, April 30th, was our 6th anniversary! Perfect timing too! I had hardly seen Andy at all the last few months and finally we could have a whole 24 hours alone to ourselves! Andy's Dad used his frequent flyer points to get us a hotel for the night. The hotel was a block away from &lt;a href="http://www.shopthegateway.com/"&gt;The Gateway&lt;/a&gt;, so we went to a &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1067583/"&gt;movie&lt;/a&gt;, did some shopping, and ate at the &lt;a href="http://www.gastronomyinc.com/broiler/"&gt;Market Street Broiler&lt;/a&gt;...which was delicious...but pricey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-05-09075e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I love my husband! He never raises his voice to me. He loves me like crazy. And he thinks I'm pretty even when I look a mess. I'm a dang lucky gal to have him! Y'all should be jealous! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;**************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sunday was Mother's Day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Our parents, Molly, Morgan, and Jeremy came over to our place, since our car has had some major issues lately. We didn't want to drive an hour up to our parent's house &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; back, it might completely kill our car. It's on it's last leg. So, we're in the market for a new car...probably a minivan...yes, a minivan. I've always told myself never to get a van, because they're not cool...but sadly practicality has won that war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyway...We had a fun time with our family on Sunday. We had a  yummy dinner, chatted, and played Catch Phrase. It's so nice that my parents and in-laws get along so well! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I gave these flowers to our moms along with a card the boys helped me make. I didn't get a picture of the cards though...dang. On the cover of the cards were flowers made from the boys' fingerprints. They were really cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-05-0908677e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 292px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Happy Mother's Day, Moms! And might I add...I have the best one! She's so nurturing, kind hearted, mild tempered and accepting. She always helps me feel better when I'm down, and always looks for the good in things. I love you Mom!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Wow! What a long blog post! Phew...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-5718140567285896308?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/5718140567285896308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=5718140567285896308' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/5718140567285896308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/5718140567285896308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/05/andys-graduation-our-anniversary.html' title='Andy&apos;s Graduation!!! Our Anniversary!! Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-5475183273647950994</id><published>2011-04-26T21:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T21:31:10.720-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Some Fun Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was playing with the boys a few days ago. I had an empty paper towel roll and was looking at them through it. I thought it would be cool to try and take a picture through the cardboard roll. So I did. And here's the result...pretty cool, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-25024e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-25023e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-25017e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-25016e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This one's funny. Max snuck that finger in there pretty quick. I didn't see it coming, because I had no peripheral vision. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-25010e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 428px;" border="0" alt="" /&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/938628431655244199-5475183273647950994?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/5475183273647950994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=5475183273647950994' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/5475183273647950994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/5475183273647950994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/04/some-fun-pictures.html' title='Some Fun Pictures'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-9123479779586180934</id><published>2011-04-26T20:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T21:18:23.066-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Easter 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Happy Easter Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-25085e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;On Saturday we dyed eggs using &lt;a href="http://crafts.kaboose.com/oil-and-food-coloring-marbled-eggs.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; technique. It was fun, but man were they slippery because of the oil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here's how they turned out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-25006e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here's our Easter baskets for this year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-25030e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And the Easter Bunny brought the boys dinosaur Pillow Pets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-25031e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Charlie didn't sleep very well Saturday night, so we had to bring his Easter stuff up to bed in order to bribe him to get up for church. (normally we have them find their baskets that are hidden by the Easter Bunny) He and Max really liked their stuff. Charlie was way too cranky and tired, so I just went to church with Max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-2503839e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 472px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After church we (minus Andy, because he had homework) went to my parents and Andy's parents house to visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My parents had a little egg hunt for the boys to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-2504150e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 472px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-2506162e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 472px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Once Max had a couple eggs in his hands, he wouldn't put them in his basket, he just held them the whole time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-2505158e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 472px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Charlie pretty much got all the eggs, but we shared later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-2506366e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 472px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Easter was fun, I just didn't get to spend much time with Andy. He's been SO SO busy with school! But he GRADUATES ON FRIDAY!!!! Then maybe I'll actually be able to see him in the evenings! Yay! I'm not excited or anything. :)&lt;/span&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/938628431655244199-9123479779586180934?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/9123479779586180934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=9123479779586180934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/9123479779586180934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/9123479779586180934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-2011.html' title='Easter 2011'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-6230602427897940883</id><published>2011-04-20T21:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T22:31:23.417-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><title type='text'>Been Dreaming...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Andy is SO close to graduating (the 29th) and I'm SO excited! I feel a little anxious though, because I don't know what the next few months will hold for us. Will he get a salary paying job right away? How much will he make? Will we move to a new apartme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;nt, rent, or buy a house? Where will we live? How soon will we be able &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;to a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;fford a house? How much do we need to make in order to afford this house? What's a short sale? Lots of those "grown up" questions have gone through my mind lately. All will be answered soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;enou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;gh, but until then, I've browsed &lt;a href="http://www.utahrealestate.com/"&gt;utahrealestate.com&lt;/a&gt; and hav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;e gotten my hopes up a little bit...hopefully someday we can afford a beautiful home that we love, in an area that we love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I've also got the itch for redecorating. Probably because I know we're moving to a new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;place sometime soon. And I'm getting a little sick of my current style in our home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I think it's straight up contemporary right now, with a little bit on homemade craftyness mixe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;d in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lately I really like the vintage look...but not too vintage. I like the look of vintage items and styles mixed into modern/contemporary furniture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Just for the fun of it, I pretended to shop online for all new living roo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;m furniture. I made a quick little layout in Photoshop of my dream living roo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;m. It's not to scale, and the pictures aren't perfectly cropped, but you get the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/FrontRoom2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 497px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I love the vintage feel of the florals and the milk glass lamp and that red side table. And I love the color combination of yellow, gray, and indigo. The colors and fun patterns make me happy! If only...maybe someday...I'll get new stuff. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And if you're wondering where to get these glorious items &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(for me)&lt;/span&gt; here's whe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;re:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/catalog/productdetail.jsp?itemdescription=true&amp;amp;itemCount=80&amp;amp;startValue=1&amp;amp;selectedProductColor=&amp;amp;sortby=&amp;amp;id=18338111&amp;amp;parentid=A_FURN_FURNITURE_TABLES&amp;amp;sortProperties=+subCategoryPosition,+product.marketingPriority&amp;amp;navCount=15&amp;amp;navAction=poppushpush&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;pushId=A_FURN_FURNITURE_TABLES&amp;amp;popId=A_FURN_FURNITURE&amp;amp;prepushId=&amp;amp;selectedProductSize=&amp;amp;isSoldOut="&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Red Media Stand/Side Table: Urban Outfitters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?id=66007&amp;amp;catId=HOME-RUGS&amp;amp;pushId=HOME-RUGS&amp;amp;popId=HOME&amp;amp;navAction=top&amp;amp;navCount=330&amp;amp;color=040&amp;amp;isProduct=true&amp;amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;amp;isSubcategory=true&amp;amp;subCategoryId=HOME-RUGS-RECTANGULAR"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Finnia Rug: Anthropologie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?id=083173&amp;amp;catId=HOME-CURTAINS&amp;amp;pushId=HOME-CURTAINS&amp;amp;popId=HOME&amp;amp;navAction=top&amp;amp;navCount=270&amp;amp;color=004&amp;amp;isProduct=true&amp;amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;amp;templateType=templateC"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Gray Velvet Curtain: Anthropologie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.potterybarn.com/products/gemma-milk-glass-table-lamp-base/?pkey=ctable-bedside-lamps"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;White Milk-Glass Table Lamp: Pottery Barn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.potterybarn.com/products/capiz-petal-flower-pendant/?pkey=cchandeliers"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Capiz Pendant Light: Pottery Barn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.potterybarn.com/products/dylan-sofa/?pkey=csofa-value-sofas"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Gray Dylan Sofa: Pottery Barn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.target.com/Canary-Print-Slipper-Chair-Yellow/dp/B001L5F120/ref=br_1_12?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;id=Canary%20Print%20Slipper%20Chair%20Yellow&amp;amp;node=334310011&amp;amp;searchSize=30&amp;amp;searchView=grid3&amp;amp;searchPage=4&amp;amp;sr=1-12&amp;amp;qid=1302654042&amp;amp;rh=style_name%3AArmless%20Chair&amp;amp;searchBinNameList=target_com_category-bin%2Cstyle_name%2Cmaterial_type%2Ctarget_com_primary_color-bin%2Cpattern_name-bin%2Cprice%2Citem_styling%2Ccollection_name-bin&amp;amp;searchRank=pmrank&amp;amp;frombrowse=1#communityReviews"&gt;Canary Print Chair: Target&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Also...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was browsing&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt; Etsy&lt;/a&gt; today for actual vintage items...just for the heck of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So here's some more things I love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;These vintage bowling pins would be such a boyish and unique decoration for my boys' room!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/vintagevowlingpins.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 570px; height: 427px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/69913311/vintage-bowling-pins"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;buy here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My boys would love to have this adorable rocking horse in their bedroom to play with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/retrochildrensrockinghorse.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 570px; height: 457px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/65166862/retro-childrens-toy-rocking-horse"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;buy here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm sure my mom and your mom have old Pyrex mixing bowls. I love the colors, patterns, and they scream vintage! Hey...maybe I'll inherit some someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/squareflowergreenpyrex.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 570px; height: 427px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/52159052/vintage-square-flower-green-pyrex-mixing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;buy here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;These Pyrex drinking glasses are just as fun! See? More fun colors and patterns!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/stripedglasses.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 570px; height: 427px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/72417323/set-of-4-yellow-striped-drinking-glasses"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;buy here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I am in LOVE with these brass candlesticks! So don't buy them, unless you're buying them for me. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/brasscandlesticks.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 570px; height: 472px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/70379810/modern-brass-candlesticks-graduated-set"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;buy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(but only for me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Gotta love a vintage frame and mirror, although I'd paint the frame a funner color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/wallmirror.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 570px; height: 427px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/59347075/wall-mirror-cream-and-gold-skinny"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;buy here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I have a thing for milk glass lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/whitemilkglassplanters.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 570px; height: 460px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/68073769/2-compote-planters-white-milk-glass"&gt;buy here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I've always liked the look of vintage industrial fans, maybe for a bedroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/1950sindustrialfan.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 570px; height: 485px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/72291044/vintage-1950s-atomic-wizard-deluxe"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Buy here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, there's my retail therapy for the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;What do you think? Do you like vintage? I love it...I think I need to start a collection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-6230602427897940883?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/6230602427897940883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=6230602427897940883' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/6230602427897940883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/6230602427897940883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/04/been-dreaming.html' title='Been Dreaming...'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-7068848182095918717</id><published>2011-04-20T15:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T15:54:39.235-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>A Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I came across a really great quote by President Dieter F. Uchtdorf in &lt;a href="http://lds.org/liahona/2009/09/the-influence-of-righteous-women?lang=eng"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; article the other day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;The whole article is great, but I especially loved this quote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(47, 57, 58); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;"May I invite you to rise to the great potential within you. But don’t reach beyond your capacity. Don’t set goals beyond your capacity to achieve. Don’t feel guilty or dwell on thoughts of failure. Don’t compare yourself with others. Do the best you can, and the Lord will provide the rest. Have faith and confidence in Him, and you will see miracles happen in your life and the lives of your loved ones. The virtue of your own life will be a light to those who sit in darkness, because you are a living witness of the fulness of the gospel. Wherever you have been planted on this beautiful but often troubled earth of ours, you can be the one to “succor the weak, lift up the hands which hang down, and strengthen the feeble knees”."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(47, 57, 58); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &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"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "  &gt;These are things that I need to remind myself of every day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"  &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"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Arg! I've rewritten this next sentence (paragraph) like four times to try and get it to sound right and go along with this quote. I simply want to say that I KNOW I'm a great mom, wife and person! I've felt a little judged lately which has led me to compare myself to others and begin to doubt myself, but then I had a realization that Satan was trying to creep in and make me believe that I was a failure. But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt; I now realize what is true and I'm not letting that lie fester in my mind anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;We have harmony in our home, we're happy, we follow the spirit, we're doing the best we can with what we have. And just because we don't do things the same way as others, or have what others have, it doesn't mean we're not as good of people and it doesn't mean we're going to raise menaces to society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "  &gt;I don't normally get too personal or spiritual on my blog, but I just felt like getting this out there in the open! So there...all is well...life is great...be kind to others. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-7068848182095918717?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/7068848182095918717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=7068848182095918717' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/7068848182095918717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/7068848182095918717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/04/quote.html' title='A Quote'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-8598119799063797562</id><published>2011-04-07T14:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T15:25:18.783-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max'/><title type='text'>Max @ 15 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Max will be 15 months old this month, so I took some pictures of him. He's growing up so fast, and he's developed an adorable personality!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I always post tons of pictures, I know. But hey, at least I know the grandparents really like that! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Our little photoshoot didn't start out so well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-050024_1eBW.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 294px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;...but I quickly cheered him up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-05044_1e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-05044_1e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-050097_1eBW.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 472px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This face cracks me up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-05023_1eBW.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Max actually likes to wear these sunglasses! I always call him my cool little dude when he does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-0501528_1eBW.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 472px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-0503034_1eBW.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 472px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-0504341_1e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 472px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-05039_1e.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Some facts about Max lately: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He started jumping, which is really funny and cute, because he doesn't get his feet off the floor at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He's not only walking everywhere but he runs too, and he rapidly swings one arm from side to side as he runs along, it's really adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He's really good at going down for naps. I'll hug him and he pats me on my shoulder, then I'll lay him down and he goes right to sleep. A good sleeper is this mother's dream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He babbles all the time, but the only clear things he says so far are Ma Ma, Da Da, wow, whoa, wha sat (what's that) and when he wants more of something he says "Mon Ya". Another random thing he says all the time is, "Ba Zub Ba Zub", I have no clue what it means, but it sounds really cute when he says it. He has the sweetest little voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Max loves when I tickle his face with my bangs, I always get a smile when I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He's really starting to understand direction. If I say "go get your shoes" or "go downstairs" or "put this book away on your bookshelf" he will! And sometimes he'll come over and lay down to change his diaper if I ask him to. It's so nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Max LOVES books! When he finds a book, he'll bring it up to me and hand it to me to read to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He's great at coloring. Give him a piece of paper, and a crayon and he'll go at it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He has 11 teeth, almost 12! We're waiting for one more molar to come in, it's so close!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This is more for my information more than anyone else...but I'm no longer nursing! I finally weaned him at 13 months. Such a relief it is to no longer be "attached". Don't get me wrong, I LOVE the bonding time and convenience that comes with nursing, but after a year I'm SO ready to quit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Best of all, Max is so loving. Always hugging us back, starting to give kisses, loves to be held and cuddled and gives the sweetest smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I love that little guy like crazy! :&lt;/span&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/938628431655244199-8598119799063797562?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/8598119799063797562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=8598119799063797562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/8598119799063797562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/8598119799063797562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/04/max-15-months.html' title='Max @ 15 Months'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-2508830394049696672</id><published>2011-04-06T16:20:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T16:25:49.401-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>I Thought It Was Spring...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I woke up Sunday morning to find a giant snow storm had hit us! At least four inches of snow was on the ground. And now another storm is supposed to come this weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It DOES look quite beautiful, and I'm SO glad Andy doesn't have to go into work to shovel it anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-04003e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-04003e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But c'mon spring! Where are you?&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-2508830394049696672?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/2508830394049696672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=2508830394049696672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/2508830394049696672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/2508830394049696672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-thought-it-was-spring.html' title='I Thought It Was Spring...'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-147153111197619396</id><published>2011-04-05T14:38:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T14:49:02.366-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We needed a family portrait for a party that Andy's extended family is having next month. And we didn't have a current one of the four of us. In fact, I don't think we've EVER had an official family portrait taken. I guess I just like to stay behind the lens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So, while we were at my parent's house on Sunday I had my mom take a picture of us. It was cold out, snow was melting off the trees onto us, it started snowing again, Charlie started to cry...till I got some candy, the wind was blowing my hair all around, but we toughed it out long enough to get a decent portrait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So I thought I might as well post it on my blog, because it's not very often that we're all in the same picture together. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-04019e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-04-04019e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I love my family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-147153111197619396?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/147153111197619396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=147153111197619396' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/147153111197619396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/147153111197619396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-family.html' title='My Family'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-9216848345157279511</id><published>2011-04-01T14:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T14:30:25.137-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April Fools'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>A Little Announcement...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;October 3rd we're expecting a baby!!! I had my first ultrasound this week, and we're SO happy that our little one is healthy, and growing strong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/AprilFools2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 474px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/AprilFools2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here's "baby's" heartbeat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/AprilFools1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 471px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/AprilFools1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'll be so excited for baby number 3 to be here someday soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;...but that day won't be for a little bit longer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;...APRIL FOOLS! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Did I have you going? Or are you like me, and don't believe anything anybody announces today? :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;By the way, those are pictures from Charlie's ultrasound&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-9216848345157279511?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/9216848345157279511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=9216848345157279511' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/9216848345157279511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/9216848345157279511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/04/little-announcement.html' title='A Little Announcement...'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-8077817446077707665</id><published>2011-03-22T18:48:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T20:39:58.601-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dinosaur Museum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Me 27 - Dinosaurs 230,000,000</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm this many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-160147e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-160147e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My birthday was last week. I made myself a chocolate sprinkle cake (my favorite). Andy sent me some flowers a few days early for my birthday, and also because I hardly saw him the week before. He's been incredibly busy with school! There are day's when he's not home till almost midnight. And I got myself an IPhone for my birthday...it sure is fun! I love it!&lt;br /&gt;Birthday celebrations aren't as exciting when you're older. I never throw myself a party. We were originally just going to go to dinner, but then Andy suggested we go to the &lt;a href="http://www.thanksgivingpoint.org/visit/museum_of_ancient_life/about.html"&gt;dinosaur museum&lt;/a&gt; at Thanksgiving Point. That was a great idea! Even though it's geared toward children, it's still just as fun for adults, plus it's fun to see the boys light up when they see everything. Charlie was really scared at first...it can be a little spooky for kids, there are dark corners, and creepy dinosaur and bird noises playing throughout the museum. But he warmed up to it quickly and soon began to have fun. There were a few things here and there that scared him though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-1602028e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-1602028e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-16017e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-16017e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-1605339e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-1605339e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-16029e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-16029e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(right) Charlie comparing his little feet to the big dino's feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-1603731e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-1603731e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-16034e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-16034e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-1604860e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-1604860e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(right) Something spooked him, and he came running for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-1604963e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-1604963e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a fun sand/water play area for kids to build stuff with little dinosaurs and trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-1604142e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-1604142e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(left) Here's Charlie discovering some dinosaur bones in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-1602272eBW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-1602272eBW.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shark (megalodon) scared Charlie real bad. He refused to get close to it, so I just got Max to pose in front of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-1606673e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-1606673e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-1607577eBW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-1607577eBW.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we left the museum, we ate dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.rodiziogrill.com/"&gt;Rodizio's&lt;/a&gt;. I had a great day celebrating my birthday, up until I slipped on a rug at Rodizio's and fell flat on my butt! No harm done luckily, just really sore that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-8077817446077707665?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/8077817446077707665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=8077817446077707665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/8077817446077707665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/8077817446077707665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/03/me-27-dinosaurs-230000000.html' title='Me 27 - Dinosaurs 230,000,000'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-4998960148126680549</id><published>2011-03-17T15:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T16:11:20.578-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>You know me...I love pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've got lots of cute pictures to share! I took these February 4th...a while ago...I know, and I'm just getting around to blogging them.&lt;br /&gt;I never really took an official "one year old" photo of Max, and I wanted to attempt a photo of the boys together. So here's what I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/srgb2011-02-23134e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/srgb2011-02-23134e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-23019101e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-23019101e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-23095e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-23095e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-2307487e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-2307487e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE Charlie's sweet little smile in this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-2308455e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-2308455e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-2304143e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-2304143e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-2303561e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-2303561e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Valentine's Day 2011:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally...here's some pictures of the boys with their V-Day stuff. I got a few surprises and stuffed their &lt;a href="http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/01/ive-been-crafty-crafter.html"&gt;Valentine envelopes&lt;/a&gt; with them. I got some heart suckers, little toys, and glow stick bracelets for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-23162163e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-23162163e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also got a Valentine's Day card from me and Andy that I made. On the outside there were two chocolate hearts glued on it, and it said, "Valentine..." Then on the inside it said, "I've got my eye on you". With a picture of a monster and a googly eye glued to it. They were pretty dang cute, if I do say so myself. We gave some of these cards to the boy's cousins, and grandparents too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-23168149e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-23168149e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cute to see how excited they were with their surprises. I tried explaining to Charlie that Valentine's Day is a day we celebrate our love, for the people who are the most special in our lives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-23172e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-23172e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and you can see just how "special" Charlie looks in this picture. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-23174178e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-23174178e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love all my boys, SO much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-4998960148126680549?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/4998960148126680549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=4998960148126680549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/4998960148126680549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/4998960148126680549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-know-mei-love-pictures.html' title='You know me...I love pictures!'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-4759618974450063852</id><published>2011-03-01T15:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T17:54:38.511-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Some Pictures and Some News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I took a few "nakey" pictures of Max. He was lookin' cute walking around in just his diaper, so I laid him down on our new shaggy rug and snapped a few photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't he just melt your heart!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-010162021e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 313px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-010162021e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This look is quite common on Max's face. He says "Ohhhhh" a lot; whenever he's fascinated with something. And here's Charlie driving his motor home through some rough terrain (shag).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-010046e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-03-010046e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have some good news! No, I'm not pregnant. Andy got a job! It's a paid, part time internship, but could possibly turn into a full time, salary paying job after he graduates in April. We're SO excited, blessed, relieved and very happy about this! Most importantly Andy will be getting the experience he needs for future jobs. His job title is Junior Software Developer.&lt;br /&gt;We love that he no longer has to wake up really early in the morning (2 or 3 a.m.) to go into work to shovel the snow! We were actually able to enjoy the beauty of the last snow storm for the first time since we've been married! What a relief it is, I tell ya! I love the snow again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-4759618974450063852?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/4759618974450063852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=4759618974450063852' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/4759618974450063852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/4759618974450063852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/03/some-pictures-and-some-news.html' title='Some Pictures and Some News'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-6887435104070111815</id><published>2011-02-03T17:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T17:11:49.165-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>The Shag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I let Charlie's hair grow into a shag over the winter. I got a little attached to it. His hair is so soft, smooth and floppy...but it was time to let it go. So we got it cut today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Before:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-03008e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-03008e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-0300210e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-0300210e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;After:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-0304132e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-0304132e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-03042e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-02-03042e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks like such a stud muffin now, with his new rock-star hair cut! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-6887435104070111815?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/6887435104070111815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=6887435104070111815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/6887435104070111815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/6887435104070111815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/02/shag.html' title='The Shag'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-3288977547551015097</id><published>2011-01-27T15:53:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T16:44:15.349-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>I've been a crafty crafter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was in the mood to make something crafty, so I decided to make these Valentine decorations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, a &lt;a href="http://howaboutorange.blogspot.com/2011/01/fabric-valentine-hearts-garland.html"&gt;fabric heart garland&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started by spraying sections of fabric with this fabric stiffener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27008e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27008e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung them to dry for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27010e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27010e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they were stiff...but wrinkly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27012e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27012e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gave them a quick iron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27014e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27014e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And voila...flat and sturdy, just like a piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27015e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27015e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut out four paper heart templates, then progressively shaved the edges of each one. Traced them onto the back of the fabric, and cut them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27016e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27016e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then folded the three smaller hearts in half and ironed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27017e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27017e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sewed down the middle of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27018e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27018e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tied and cut the strands of strings from the ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27020e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27020e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To string the garland, I used a needle to guide the string through the stitching on the back of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27021e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27021e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes such a dainty, pretty heart garland perfect for your Valentine decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27025e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27025e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27026e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27026e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second craft...I made these cute felt Valentine envelopes...sorry no tutorial for this one. If you really want to know how to make them go &lt;a href="http://thecraftingchicks.com/2011/01/diy-felt-valentine-envelopes-pottery-barn-kids-style.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, that's where I got the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-2702734e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-2702734e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27035r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27035r.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27033e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27033e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they turned out super cute! I made two...one for each of my boys. Charlie's been having fun with them. I plan on having some sort of surprise in them for the boys on Valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-2702930e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-2702930e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27032e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27032e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a side note...Max has learned how to go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt; the stairs! So we can have the gate down finally! :) He loves to play on the stairs! I can tell he has a new sense of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-270015e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-270015e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something funny...I got this Woody bubble bath for Charlie, but I feel a little creeped out by the way he looks at me while I shower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27011e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-27011e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-3288977547551015097?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/3288977547551015097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=3288977547551015097' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/3288977547551015097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/3288977547551015097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/01/ive-been-crafty-crafter.html' title='I&apos;ve been a crafty crafter...'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-5579183023888173379</id><published>2011-01-23T19:25:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T19:53:12.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max&apos;s first birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Max's Actual Birthday-Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had a party for Max a few days after his birthday. But we had to celebrate, at least a little bit, on his ACTUAL birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few pictures I took...nothing super great, but I couldn't let the day go by without getting a few snapshots of the little birthday boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16035e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16035e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-1603436sharpened.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-1603436sharpened.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was making a few decorations for Max's party, and Charlie wanted to make a paper airplane out of my scraps of paper. He showed me where he wanted the pieces of paper, and that's where I taped them together. Such a creative little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-1602932sharpened.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-1602932sharpened.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I started frosting Max's cake and Charlie said, "Now make  birthday hats!" So I couldn't resist, I already had some crafting  supplies out, so we made some birthday hats after I finished the cake. It was so cute that  Charlie suggested that! It made Max's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;actual&lt;/span&gt; birthday a little extra special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-1604952e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 638px; height: 313px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-1604952e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-1605455e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-1605455e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly and Jeremy came over to help us sing to Max and eat the cake. Max enjoyed it...but mostly he just made a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-1606061e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-1606061e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-1606466e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-1606466e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16067e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16067e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think that about wraps up the many blog posts that have to do with Max's birthday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(pictures taken on Max's first birthday 1-12-2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...one more thing...&lt;br /&gt;this is what my kids have been up to lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-160048sharpened.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-160048sharpened.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...little daredevils.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pictures taken 1-10-2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-5579183023888173379?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/5579183023888173379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=5579183023888173379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/5579183023888173379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/5579183023888173379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/01/maxs-actual-birthday-day.html' title='Max&apos;s Actual Birthday-Day'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-8776647553446470897</id><published>2011-01-19T12:08:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T12:15:55.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Funny Star Wars Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 567px;'&gt;&lt;object id='A64060' quality='high' data='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=ulYfF1TiWfWSzIzV&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=star_wars' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' height='319' width='567'&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=ulYfF1TiWfWSzIzV&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=star_wars'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='scaleMode' value='showAll'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowNetworking' value='all'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;param name='FlashVars' value='external_make_id=ulYfF1TiWfWSzIzV&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=star_wars'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='always'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;'&gt;Personalize funny videos and birthday &lt;a href='http://sendables.jibjab.com/ecards'&gt;eCards&lt;/a&gt; at JibJab!&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/938628431655244199-8776647553446470897?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/8776647553446470897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=8776647553446470897' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/8776647553446470897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/8776647553446470897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/01/funny-star-wars-video.html' title='Funny Star Wars Video'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-3471927609685784914</id><published>2011-01-18T11:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T13:39:20.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max&apos;s first birthday'/><title type='text'>Max's First Birthday Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Max turned one on the 12th but we had his party on Saturday the 15th. His cousins, aunts and uncles and grandparents came. It was a full house, and it was a LOT of fun!&lt;br /&gt;The party was a carnival themed party. We had carnival decorations, carnival games, carnival food &amp;amp; treats, and even a photo booth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the invitation that I sent to everyone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/CarnivalBirthdayInvitationforMax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 335px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/CarnivalBirthdayInvitationforMax.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decorations, games, and food:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16082e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 212px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16082e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16071e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16071e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids played the games to win tickets to trade for treats from the "snack booth".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-1606974e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-1606974e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16106e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16106e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone got a party hat (right) and here's the "snack booth" (left):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-1608490e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-1608490e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made all the pinwheels for the cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-1609998e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 638px; height: 313px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-1609998e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-1609697e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-1609697e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food/"hot dog stand":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16107159_1e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16107159_1e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo booth had us all cracking up! I think my favorite one is the picture of Jerry and Lindsey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16186everyone3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 405px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16186everyone3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE these ones of my boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16136e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 471px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16136e2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We printed them for the guests to take home...just like a real photo booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16235e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16235e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max got a lot of cute presents. We gave him &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/I-Love-You-Stinky-Face/dp/0439634695"&gt;this book&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.walmart.com/ip/Fisher-Price-Brilliant-Basics-Baby-s-First-Baseball/8251035"&gt;this t-ball toy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/LeapFrog-Chat-and-Count-Phone/dp/B002QNM8NQ"&gt;this toy phone&lt;/a&gt; and a little turtle drum set thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Our family got him some clothes, toy cars, and this &lt;a href="http://justb-byou.com/toys/curious/whacky-ball/"&gt;whacky ball toy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Here he is opening his presents with Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16192198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16192198.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it was time for the cake. Max had a little chocolate cake all to himself...and he loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16199201e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16199201e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't sure what to do with it at first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16211212e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16211212e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but soon enough he got the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16217218e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16217218e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16221222e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16221222e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end Max looked like he had a 5 o'clock shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16227229e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16227229e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16231e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16231e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16233e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-01-16233e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...then it was bath time, and the party was over. Thanks to everyone who came! It was so fun to have you all there! :)&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday little buddy! That year was the fastest year of my life! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-3471927609685784914?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/3471927609685784914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=3471927609685784914' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/3471927609685784914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/3471927609685784914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/01/maxs-first-birthday-party.html' title='Max&apos;s First Birthday Party!'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-7380932527714730083</id><published>2011-01-11T12:47:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T13:26:50.507-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Max's First Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Max turns ONE tomorrow, January 12th 2011! I can't believe it. His first year flew by WAY faster than Charlie's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to do an invitation (for his first birthday party) with a collage of pictures throughout the year. But I decided to do something else. So I thought I'd just post that collage on my blog instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all pictures taken on, or near, the 12th day of the month. Except for that first one, he was only a few weeks old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/Maxsfirstyear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 572px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/Maxsfirstyear.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some of Max's milestones are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALKING! Really, he started walking at 11 months, but now he's full blown walker! He walks way more than crawling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still waiting for those molars to pop through. I can feel a little corner of a tooth, and his gums are really swollen. Getting those molars in has gotta hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max "talks" a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He climbs everything! Which keeps me on my toes a lot. He climbs the banister on the outside of the stairs. He climbs up into the living room chair over the arm of the chair and onto the coffee table. And he sometimes gets up on the back of our couch. The little stinker is full of mischief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max and Charlie wrestle all the time. Which usually ends with someone crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's really close to being able to go down the stairs. He'll get his feet down one step, then just crawl back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max is a fun, loving and happy little guy. I'm so happy he joined our family a year ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-7380932527714730083?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/7380932527714730083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=7380932527714730083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/7380932527714730083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/7380932527714730083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/01/maxs-first-year.html' title='Max&apos;s First Year'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-6680139914615783051</id><published>2011-01-08T21:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T22:11:42.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie's a Sunbeam!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last week Charlie went to primary. My little baby has turned into a Sunbeam! I can't believe it. He's growing up way too fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home I took some pictures of him to mark the occasion. I told him to smile and this is what I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02324325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02324325.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I told him to smile with his teeth, and this was what he did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02326327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02326327.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess he has also entered the "awkward learning how to smile for pictures" phase. That's okay though, it makes me laugh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week before last, Charlie came home from nursery with a picture he colored, and there was a poem that almost had me in tears. I don't know why, perhaps it's because he's my first child, and every milestone is a big step for both of us. Here's the picture and poem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/img011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/img011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gotta love the scribbles.&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I got asked to sub for one of the Sunbeam teachers tomorrow. I'm excited to be in class with Charlie and see what it's like for him! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-6680139914615783051?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/6680139914615783051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=6680139914615783051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/6680139914615783051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/6680139914615783051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/01/charlies-sunbeam.html' title='Charlie&apos;s a Sunbeam!'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-479268609893860659</id><published>2011-01-08T21:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T21:38:49.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Day Bowling 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's a tradition to go to breakfast and then go bowling with Andy's family every New Years morning. I love it. Charlie loves it too! It was pretty cute to see him bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02252e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02252e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would even pick up his ball all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02262e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02262e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then put it on the top of the "slide". And push it down the lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02271e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02271e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those little bowling shoes were adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02275e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02275e2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max got passed around a lot while everyone took turns bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02269e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02269e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02261e266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02261e266.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02245255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02245255.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty proud of my score on this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02281.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02280.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a fun tradition! I'm sure well continue on with it for a long long time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-479268609893860659?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/479268609893860659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=479268609893860659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/479268609893860659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/479268609893860659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-years-day-bowling-2011.html' title='New Years Day Bowling 2011'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-5260588293078309176</id><published>2011-01-08T21:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T21:25:18.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Andy's 28th Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Andy turned 28 the day after Christmas! Which meant lots of candles on the cake!&lt;br /&gt;We had a little get together at our place with our parents and Molly, Morgan and Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;We ate fajitas and cake &amp;amp; ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02233241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02233241.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the cake, and not to brag or anything, but it was as delicious as it looks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02236e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02236e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday sweetie! I'm glad you were born 28 years ago, so that I could meet you and marry you! You're so good to me, and I love you SO much! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-5260588293078309176?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/5260588293078309176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=5260588293078309176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/5260588293078309176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/5260588293078309176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/01/andys-28th-birthday.html' title='Andy&apos;s 28th Birthday!'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-492371390735903558</id><published>2011-01-05T18:39:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T20:42:45.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is such a busy time of year for everyone. I'm finally getting around to blogging about all our Christmas time activities. Boy, this is going to be a long post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12-18-2010:&lt;br /&gt;We started off the season with a Christmas party with my side of the family. We had a yummy dinner and Santa came and visited with the kids. This year Jerry played Santa. &lt;a href="http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html"&gt;Remember last year?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth had the tables decorated so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-0200210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-0200210.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We brought a veggie tray, and homemade mac &amp;amp; cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max showed of his new walking skills! And this is Charlie's face when Santa entered the room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-0201339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-0201339.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-0203338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-0203338.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-0205453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-0205453.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Charlie wasn't as scared of Santa this year. He was a little shy, and very quietly told Santa what he wanted for Christmas. And I think what got him through it, was knowing he'd get a candy cane afterward. And Max was oblivious to the fact that Santa is a little scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-0204550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-0204550.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year we have a tradition of eating at Cracker Barrel, then we shop in their country store after we eat, and each member of our family pick out their own ornament to put on our tree.&lt;br /&gt;The airplane is mine, Andy picked out the reindeer in the stocking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-0207077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-0207077.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Max liked this jingle-bell-angel-snowman thing, and Charlie LOVED this robot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-0206569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-0206569.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02074.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tree, and a few other decorations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-0207589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-0207589.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02121e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02121e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another tradition we have is making and decorating Christmas sugar cookies on Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02094e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02094e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02096e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02096e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02099.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie decorated one, then he ate it right after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02101103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02101103.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max just sampled some while we decorated the cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-0210798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-0210798.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut out the boys hand prints to give to the grandparents. But Max was asleep when I cut out the dough, so I had to guess on his hand size...which was way off...but they look cute anyway. Charlie decorated his hand prints all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02100117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02100117.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finished product:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02112e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02112e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a nice Christmas Eve dinner, but next year I think I want to start a tradition of ordering Chinese food instead. I felt like I just slaved away in the kitchen all day between making the cookies, doing the dishes five times, and making the big fancy dinner. I'd rather have that time to spend with my family.&lt;br /&gt;Here we are around the table ready to eat. It's a Christmas miracle that Max actually looked at the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02134e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02134e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Santa some cookies milk, and a note. The note said, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Dear Santa, We have been good boys this year. Here is some milk &amp;amp; Cookies. Say hi to the reindeer for us. Love, Charlie &amp;amp; Max."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Santa replied, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Dear Charlie &amp;amp; Max, Thank-you for the cookies and milk! You were very good boys this year. I hope you enjoy your presents. Be good boys and always listen to your parents! Love, Santa Claus."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02136.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures after the boys were in bed, and Santa came. I'm planning on making some new stockings for next year...some that actually match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02144e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02144e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie got an igloo tent from Santa, and max got a toy top from Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02141143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02141143.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning:&lt;br /&gt;It was fun! We look like we just rolled out of bed...well...because we just rolled out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;The boys loved tearing into their presents and playing with their new toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02148156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02148156.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02153159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 638px; height: 305px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02153159.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some cute tags that I printed for our presents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02163.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02166e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02166e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02173176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02173176.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got this rug for Charlie to drive his toy cars on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02178.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy got a bunch of reloading stuff, and I got a new sewing machine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02175e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02175e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had a yummy quiche for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02179.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we ate breakfast we headed out to see the grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;This is what we gave them. I put together a calendar in Photoshop, with some of my favorite pictures of the boys, then had it professionally printed and made into a spiral notebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02223e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02223e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02222e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02222e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are at Grammy and Grandpa Hartvigsen's house:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02183.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max got these sing-a-ma-jigs from them, and Charlie got a Tonka dump truck and front end loader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02188.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02181182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02181182.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we went over to Grandma and Grandpa Ancell's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02197e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02197e2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry's girls, Taylee, Brylie, and Breaunna, looked so cute and festive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02187186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02187186.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max fell asleep on the way over, and stayed asleep for a while. The boys got presents from my parents. Max got some clothes, and a "Elmo" in the box (it's like a jack in the box.) And Charlie got some blocks...great for dumping from his new dump truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02214195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02214195.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attempted to get a picture of the boys in their new outfits, Charlie behaved, but Max was being difficult. This was the best I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02203213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02203213.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys also got new jammies from Grammy, so they wore them home on Christmas night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02228e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02228e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02229231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2011-01-02229231.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun Christmas with our families!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-492371390735903558?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/492371390735903558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=492371390735903558' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/492371390735903558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/492371390735903558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-2010.html' title='Christmas 2010'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-2808547174055086537</id><published>2010-12-30T23:49:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T00:07:49.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Provo Tabernacle Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sure most of you have heard about the Provo Tabernacle that caught fire a few weeks ago. It was such a beautiful building, and I'm sad to see it go. We actually attended our stake conference in this building during our first year of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;I stopped by that evening to take a few pictures of it. The roof and second story had completely collapsed. You could see big piles of rubble, through the windows, still burning. All that stood were the brick walls of the exterior of the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures taken 12-17-2010:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-12-18057e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-12-18057e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-12-1805836e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-12-1805836e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-12-1801520e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-12-1801520e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-12-1802649e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-12-1802649e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-12-1803833e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-12-1803833e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-12-1804842e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-12-1804842e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-12-1805352e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-12-1805352e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-2808547174055086537?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/2808547174055086537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=2808547174055086537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/2808547174055086537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/2808547174055086537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/12/provo-tabernacle-fire.html' title='The Provo Tabernacle Fire'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-5655566936091787960</id><published>2010-12-20T20:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T20:49:06.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Max @ 11 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Max is now 11 months old! For sure he's acting like a toddler more and more these days. I wonder sometimes what happened to my baby. This first year has flown by!&lt;br /&gt;Max will eat ANYTHING! He loves all food.&lt;br /&gt;He has 8 teeth, and it looks like some molars might be popping through really soon.&lt;br /&gt;He says "Ma ma"... and that's about it ... sometimes it sounds like he repeats what we say once in a while but it could just be coincidental.&lt;br /&gt;He knows his name. When you say "Max" he turns and looks at you.&lt;br /&gt;Max will wave hi and bye.&lt;br /&gt;He's quite the climber! Nothing is safe anymore.&lt;br /&gt;...and...&lt;br /&gt;MAX TOOK HIS FIRST STEPS!&lt;br /&gt;Just last week he took his first step without holding onto anything. And then a few days after that he took four steps and today he took about five steps. I think he'll be walking by his first birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures I took of Max at 11 months:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/12010-12-140158e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/12010-12-140158e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/32010-12-1405752e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/32010-12-1405752e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/22010-12-1409497e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/22010-12-1409497e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie wanted to get in on the photoshoot too, but he got a bit rowdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/42010-12-1403132e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/42010-12-1403132e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he got in a little bit of trouble, and started to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/52010-12-14039e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/52010-12-14039e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Charlie was out of the room, I tried to continue with our shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/62010-12-14100e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/62010-12-14100e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/82010-12-1404240e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/82010-12-1404240e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/72010-12-14104e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/72010-12-14104e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Max had enough, and wanted to be cuddled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/92010-12-14109110e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/92010-12-14109110e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tried to continue our photoshoot the next day, but this is the only good picture I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/102010-12-14136e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/102010-12-14136e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toddlers can be pretty hard to photograph. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-5655566936091787960?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/5655566936091787960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=5655566936091787960' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/5655566936091787960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/5655566936091787960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/12/max-11-months.html' title='Max @ 11 Months'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-6707416462125373843</id><published>2010-12-20T14:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T14:39:08.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A few weeks ago Andy took this picture of me and Charlie. We fell asleep on the couch like this. It's pretty funny, I'm glad he took a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-12-14005e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-12-14005e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Picture taken December 5th 2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-6707416462125373843?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/6707416462125373843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=6707416462125373843' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/6707416462125373843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/6707416462125373843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/12/sleeping.html' title='Sleeping'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-3819296351806664896</id><published>2010-12-18T15:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T15:56:05.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas From The Hartvigsens!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I made this Christmas card this year using Photoshop, but I never printed it to mail to people. I just wanted to save time and money this year by e-mailing our Christmas card instead. So, some of you may have been lucky enough to receive this by e-mail, if not, then go ahead and enjoy it on my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/Christmascard2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 457px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/Christmascard2010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everyone! Hope you all have a fun, joyful, and safe holiday season!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-3819296351806664896?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/3819296351806664896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=3819296351806664896' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/3819296351806664896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/3819296351806664896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-from-hartvigsens.html' title='Merry Christmas From The Hartvigsens!'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-5691184265381552826</id><published>2010-12-06T19:58:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T20:22:08.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Decorations and Thanksgiving 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;On the day before Thanksgiving I couldn't wait anymore so I busted out the Christmas decorations.&lt;br /&gt;The boys had fun playing with the reindeer antlers that we got from Grandma and Grandpa Ancell last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-3003946e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-3003946e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture on the right is a little blurry, but I think it's funny that I caught Charlie in the background. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-3004344e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-3004344e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-30056e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-30056e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thanksgiving:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ALL got together for Thanksgiving at my parents house this year. We were there with my brothers &amp;amp; their families, my parents and my aunt Marva. It was a full house, and it's always so much fun when we can all be together! Not to mention, the food was delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-30thanksgivinge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 530px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-30thanksgivinge.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I REALLY don't care for that picture of me, but I don't care, I need to post more of myself on my blog. I'm your typical photographer...always behind the camera instead of in front of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-5691184265381552826?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/5691184265381552826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=5691184265381552826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/5691184265381552826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/5691184265381552826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-decorations-and-thanksgiving.html' title='Christmas Decorations and Thanksgiving 2010'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-1491548448652350203</id><published>2010-12-06T18:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T18:57:38.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Max's First Hair Cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The day before Thanksgiving I gave Max his very first hair cut. It was getting really long, so I figured it was about time. I literally kissed his baby hair goodbye before I started cutting. It's so sad to see his hair that he was BORN with get chopped off...I guess I'm weird and sentimental like that. :) He did pretty well, and held still most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-3001722e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 518px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-3001722e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-30029e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-30029e2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-3003638e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 511px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-3003638e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-1491548448652350203?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/1491548448652350203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=1491548448652350203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/1491548448652350203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/1491548448652350203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/12/maxs-first-hair-cut.html' title='Max&apos;s First Hair Cut'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-736478369009730134</id><published>2010-11-21T22:58:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T23:19:01.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Max @ 10 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Max turned TEN months old this month, on the 12th.&lt;br /&gt;Here are his ten month pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16186e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16186e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16129152e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16129152e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16170180e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16170180e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16118BW147e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16118BW147e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16161e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16161e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max is SO close to walking! He'll walk along the furniture like crazy,  and he'll stand on his own until he notices he's not holding onto  anything, then he'll lose his confidence and fall down.&lt;br /&gt;He's such a good eater. He'll eat almost anything, and like it too. His favorite foods right now are bananas and bread.&lt;br /&gt;He's such a mellow little guy, he likes to sit back and observe the world around him, but he also likes to explore.&lt;br /&gt;He has six teeth, four on top and two on bottom...but two more are starting to come through on the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;Max is such an amazing sweetheart with the most kissable cheeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-736478369009730134?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/736478369009730134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=736478369009730134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/736478369009730134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/736478369009730134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/11/max-10-months.html' title='Max @ 10 Months'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-323045392279145206</id><published>2010-11-17T23:16:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T23:22:39.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy Heads</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Max woke up one day from his nap with a wild case of bed head. So I took some pictures...enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;11-03-2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16116115114e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 638px; height: 313px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16116115114e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day Charlie fell asleep at the kitchen table while wearing his Halloween costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;11-04-2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16117e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16117e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note...Charlie has asked several times since Halloween day to go trick-or-treating.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry buddy, Halloween comes but once a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-323045392279145206?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/323045392279145206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=323045392279145206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/323045392279145206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/323045392279145206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/11/sleepy-heads.html' title='Sleepy Heads'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-3148045132178453978</id><published>2010-11-17T22:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T23:12:32.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This was Max's first Halloween. He was a dinosaur...the cutest dinosaur ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-1601428e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-1601428e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally love that tail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16025eleaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16025eleaf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-1602016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-1602016.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16019e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16019e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hung out with Grammy and swung on the swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16043e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16043e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie was a four armed, three eyed, two horned monster...the cutest monster ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-1604648e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-1604648e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a hard fall on the sidewalk a few days before Halloween. That's why he has that scabby spot under his nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16041e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16041e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-1603950e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-1603950e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie raked...or should I say...shoveled the leaves with Grammy and Morgan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16062e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16062e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had fun throwing them around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-1607057e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 638px; height: 293px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-1607057e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went over to Uncle Jerry's house to go trick-or-treating with the boy's cousins. And my parents were there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-1609692e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-1609692e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a big rainbow right before we went out.&lt;br /&gt;And here's Charlie after we trick-or-treated. I thought it was a cute one of him about to eat his candy with messy hair from his costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16075106e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-11-16075106e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to quite a few houses, then the two babies of the bunch went home, while the big kids kept trick-or-treating. Charlie eventually got tired, and I ended up carrying him from house to house. He's getting so big, so I was pooped too by the end. It was so much fun this year. Charlie actually "gets" Halloween now, he said "trick-or-treat" at all the houses and said "thank-you" and "Happy Halloween" to all the neighbors. It was fun going with Jerry and his family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-3148045132178453978?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/3148045132178453978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=3148045132178453978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/3148045132178453978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/3148045132178453978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween-2010.html' title='Halloween 2010'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-4409952742080820848</id><published>2010-10-27T18:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T19:21:03.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Max @ 9 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Max turned 9 months old on the 12th. Here are some cute pictures of my growing little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20263e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20263e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put some hair-styling-gel-stuff in his hair for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20291e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 313px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20291e2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe in only 3 months, he'll be one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20272e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20272e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's learned to sit on his knees. I think it's so stinkin' cute when he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20300e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 314px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20300e2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's such a curious little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20276e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20276e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a cute one of Charlie playing while we were outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20321e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20321e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-4409952742080820848?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/4409952742080820848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=4409952742080820848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/4409952742080820848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/4409952742080820848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/10/max-9-months.html' title='Max @ 9 Months'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-6980925434728432802</id><published>2010-10-21T19:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T19:53:23.512-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Hike</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Andy's Mom, sister Morgan, the boys and I went for a short hike up in the Sundance area. The drive was gorgeous!!! The leaves are turning color, there were tons of aspens in one part of the drive that have all turned a bright yellow. I think aspens are my new favorite tree! The views were breathtaking! I'm glad my mother-in-law came by to get us out of the house. It was so nice to get out in nature! I feel bad that Andy had to stay home to work on homework, he would have loved it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's some pictures. It was nice that the path was paved, so we could use the stroller for Max, and it wasn't too hard of a hike for Charlie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20212e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20212e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20214e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20214e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20227e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20227e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There were several small ponds, and small waterfalls that the path weaved around and over. We saw a couple fish swimming in the pools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20240e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20240e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here are some pretty views of the fall colors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20243e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20243e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20218e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20218e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20219e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20219e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20216e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20216e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe I should have people take pictures of me more often...I'm just so used to being behind the camera. I need proof of myself being on these great adventures. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-6980925434728432802?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/6980925434728432802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=6980925434728432802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/6980925434728432802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/6980925434728432802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/10/little-hike.html' title='A Little Hike'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-135354127164479328</id><published>2010-10-21T18:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T19:18:22.665-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Petting Zoo @ Thanksgiving Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were in search for a pumpkin patch last Thursday and somehow ended up going to the petting zoo that they have at Thanksgiving Point instead. They have all kinds of cute farm animals to look at. Charlie liked it. It was something different to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fed the chickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20179e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20179e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw some goats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20182e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20182e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Charlie's favorite animal there was the sheep. He got pretty excited when he saw them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20186e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20186e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture isn't so great, but I like this silly cow bench. What's up with Charlie's face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20190e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20190e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a cool room with toys all about farming, and Charlie liked playing on these tractors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20192e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20192e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were unsuccessful at making it to a pumpkin patch this year, Andy's been super busy with school. Usually we try to make it a tradition. I just got some pumpkins at the grocery store instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-135354127164479328?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/135354127164479328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=135354127164479328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/135354127164479328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/135354127164479328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/10/petting-zoo-thanksgiving-point.html' title='The Petting Zoo @ Thanksgiving Point'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-6785453935633855893</id><published>2010-10-21T15:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T18:43:34.934-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Cute Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I spent the day at my parent's house last week. My mom, the boys and I went for a walk around the Bountiful pond. I got some cute pictures of the boys. Charlie was "fishing" with a stick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(pictures taken 10-13-2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20175e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20175e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A while ago Charlie was playing with our laundry basket. He put pillows and a blanket in the basket and got all cozy, and ended up falling asleep in it. It was really cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(pictures taken 09-25-2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20135e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20135e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then Max for some reason decided to crawl over the basket/Charlie. Which was cute too. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20136e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20136e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-6785453935633855893?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/6785453935633855893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=6785453935633855893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/6785453935633855893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/6785453935633855893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/10/few-cute-pictures.html' title='A Few Cute Pictures'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-488955505756501320</id><published>2010-10-21T15:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T15:46:30.299-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Trip to the Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Last month Charlie, Max and I met my Mom for a fun day at the zoo! We had lots of fun, and now Charlie keeps asking to go back. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Pictures taken 09-23-2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The tiger. I'm surprised the only thing between the us and the tiger was a wimpy chain link fence! I'm glad he wasn't hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20064e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20064e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crocodile! And whatever these things are (on the right)...Charlie loved them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20041e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20041e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Giraffes. These were Max's favorite! He wouldn't stop staring at them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20073e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20073e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we came around to the other side, Charlie saw this giraffe sign (in the left picture) and he said, "Look! A giraffe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; sign!" It was so funny! I guess any kind of sign is some sort of stop sign to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20080e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20080e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And...the elephants...oh the elephants! I LOVE that little baby elephant! I couldn't take enough pictures of this little cutie and her mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20095e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20095e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20112e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20112e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;While we were at the zoo, Charlie got in a couple rides on the merry-go-round. At first he just wanted to sit on the peacock bench, then on the next ride he was daring enough to ride on the giraffe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20032e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20032e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Max was a trooper, he hung out in his stroller the whole time, and got a little fussy towards the end. It was his first trip to the zoo. And here's Charlie on the train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20006e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20006e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Max sat on the bench (on the train) like a big boy. Sorry it's a blurry picture, but he looked so cute sitting there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20127e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-10-20127e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was a fun day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-488955505756501320?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/488955505756501320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=488955505756501320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/488955505756501320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/488955505756501320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/10/trip-to-zoo.html' title='A Trip to the Zoo'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-171842221035328260</id><published>2010-09-27T14:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T14:51:15.069-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Max @ 8 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm SO late posting these pictures of Max at 8 months old! Heck, he'll be 9 months in a couple of weeks! Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures from his 8 month photoshoot. Our neighbor gave us that little toy giraffe, and he LOVES it! He'll hold onto it for half the day sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-22027and018e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-22027and018e2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love those cute little tootsies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-22024e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-22024e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max can pull himself up and stand, while holding onto furniture. Once in a while he'll walk along the furniture too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-22010and037e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-22010and037e2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Max was exactly 8 months old he got his third tooth, but now he has all four of his front teeth. You can see the two tiny teeth on top poking through in this picture. Oh...and you gotta love those dimples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-22029e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-22029e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max has climbed up to the third step all by himself! Just once. Most of the time it's just the first step. And he has fallen down a couple times too...but that's inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;When I took these pictures it was the first time he climbed the stairs. On this day he made it to the second step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-22052and055e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 472px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-22052and055e2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max has had a lot of milestones in his 8th month of life!&lt;br /&gt;He's actually crawling and not "army" crawling anymore.&lt;br /&gt;He waves hi and bye, and can clap.&lt;br /&gt;His favorite foods are rice cereal with applesauce and banana Gerber puffs.&lt;br /&gt;I can tell already his favorite animal is the giraffe...thanks to that toy, and when we visited the zoo he wouldn't stop staring at the giraffes!&lt;br /&gt;He takes a lot from his older brother, Charlie, who loves to tackle, squish and push him over. But Max also LOVES Charlie like crazy! His eyes light up when he sees him. Charlie can easily make Max laugh. I can tell Max tries to keep up with him all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Max is also a Daddy's boy. He get's SO excited, kicks and waves when his daddy comes home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a fun month, seeing all that Max has achieved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-171842221035328260?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/171842221035328260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=171842221035328260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/171842221035328260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/171842221035328260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/09/max-8-months.html' title='Max @ 8 Months'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-1372741864744464971</id><published>2010-09-20T12:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T13:57:25.082-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visit to the Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sunday the 5th we went to Charlie's Great Grandpa Hartvigsen's farm up in Idaho. It's a fun little get away when we need one. We spent the night and came home on the 6th, Labor Day. My parents came, so did Andy's parents and his sister Morgan. Some of Andy's cousins, and uncle were up there too. It was a fun trip, and it was Max's first time going to the farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are on our pit stop at Grandma and Grandpa Ancell's house, between Provo and Idaho:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08004e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08004e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie played...&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08005e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08005e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...while Andy and Max napped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08001e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08001e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the farm...Andy and Morgan drove around a bit on the 4 wheelers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08022e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08022e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie played on the slide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08011e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08011e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and we star gazed. My dad brought up his telescope. And I tried my best to take some pictures of the stars. I've never done it before, so sorry they're a bit blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Big Dipper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08067e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08067e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cassiopeia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08058e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08058e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Andromeda Galaxy (it's the fuzzy gold one, kind of in the middle/bottom/left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08059e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08059e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When you do long exposures, like I did for these star pictures, you catch the different colors of the stars, which is pretty cool to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning...Charlie slept in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08072e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08072e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom helped make breakfast...&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08073e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08073e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some pictures of the pretty scenery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08075e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08075e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08078e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08078e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we blew stuff up....a laptop that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08086e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08086e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy wanted to get his revenge on a crappy laptop that he's had for a while now. He bought some explosive targets and set his laptop on top of them. (when you shoot at these targets they explode) So he shot the target and Kaboom! There went his laptop! It was pretty cool to watch! The laptop exploded into tons of little pieces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08087e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08087e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what's leftover of the keyboard.&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08094ecropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08094ecropped.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's Andy holding a bucket of laptop pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08100e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08100e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the boys with their Great Grandpa Hartvigsen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08106e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08106e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie played in the house a lot because he was scared of the loud guns...which probably is a good thing right now. Here he is with Grandpa Ancell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08108e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08108e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did some crafty things. I got these canvases and some paint for Charlie to create his own artwork for his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08112es.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08112es.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08114e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-08114e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun trip! Max was sick the whole time though. I felt bad for the little guy. We thought he was just teething, and he was, but after we got home I decided to take him to the doctor and found out he had an infected lymph node in his throat, so he was put on some antibiotics, and he's doing much better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-1372741864744464971?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/1372741864744464971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=1372741864744464971' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/1372741864744464971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/1372741864744464971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/09/visit-to-farm.html' title='A Visit to the Farm'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-7893290331539218502</id><published>2010-09-07T16:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T16:47:03.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie &amp; Max...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Charlie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-04021e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-04021e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Charlie's totally awesome shirt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-04028e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 467px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-04028e2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-04036e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 467px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-04036e2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love it! I got it at Target if you're wondering. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and here's Max:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-04003e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-09-04003e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He gets up on his knees and clings to the furniture now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-7893290331539218502?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/7893290331539218502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=7893290331539218502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/7893290331539218502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/7893290331539218502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/09/charlie-max.html' title='Charlie &amp; Max...'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-3731321022832337717</id><published>2010-08-15T16:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T17:08:52.665-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Max @ 7 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Max turned 7 months old on the 12th...where did the month go? I swear he just turned 6 months! Anyway...Max is SO close to crawling, he army crawls, he gets a little upset if he doesn't get what he wants, but he's as wonderful as ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning...there is MAJOR cuteness in the following pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also...You know me...I take a lot of pictures...and sometimes I can't pick just  a few...because they're all cute...so enjoy the abundance of  pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-13105e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-13105e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see his two teeth...be careful...they're sharp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-13087e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-13087e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-13098e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-13098e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-13083e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-13083e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a couple without the hat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-13115e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-13115e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This look kills me! So serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-13141e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-13141e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie wanted to get in the basket too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-13154eBW2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-13154eBW2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Charlie ACTUALLY for once in his life WANTED me to take pictures of him! So I put a little product in his hair to make him look all studly, and he looked at the camera saying "cheese" and sorta' smiled. But it didn't last long, soon after I snapped a few shots he just wanted to go play. So, enjoy my 3 year old actually looking into the lens of a camera:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-13170e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-13170e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-13171e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-13171e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-3731321022832337717?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/3731321022832337717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=3731321022832337717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/3731321022832337717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/3731321022832337717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/08/max-7-months.html' title='Max @ 7 Months'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-7946109493441837115</id><published>2010-08-09T22:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T22:31:10.057-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Max and the Messy Carrots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Max has been eating solid foods now for about a month. I gave him some carrots for the first time the other night, and boy was it messy! It was cute, so I had to take pictures. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06246e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06246e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06250e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06250e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...This is my 4th blog post tonight. I had a lot to blog about. But now I'm done, and all caught up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-7946109493441837115?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/7946109493441837115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=7946109493441837115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/7946109493441837115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/7946109493441837115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/08/max-and-messy-carrots.html' title='Max and the Messy Carrots'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-546447892577275320</id><published>2010-08-09T22:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T22:23:49.865-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie's Birthday Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had a party for Charlie's birthday a few days before his ACTUAL birthday. So we felt like we should do a little something on the 2nd (the day of his birthday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.brickovenprovo.net/"&gt;Brick Oven&lt;/a&gt;. The waitresses sang and gave Charlie a free slice of pie. And there was a man there making balloon animals. He made this Buzz Lightyear for Charlie. It was really impressive! He made Belle, and Sleeping Beauty for the girls in the booth behind us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06204e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06204e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to &lt;a href="http://www.chuckecheese.com/"&gt;Chuck-E-Cheese's&lt;/a&gt; just to play the games. Charlie was SO EXCITED when we walked in the door. I'm not sure if I've ever seen him this excited about anything before. He was so jumpy and jittery, running from game to game, trying to take it all in. It was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, he wasn't so fond of Chuck-E, he gave him a high five, then quickly ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06218e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06218e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He LOVED all the rides and games!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06212e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06212e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06226e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06226e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06236e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06236e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06242e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06242e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just about every day since then he's asked to go to Chuck -E-Cheese's again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-546447892577275320?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/546447892577275320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=546447892577275320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/546447892577275320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/546447892577275320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/08/charlies-birthday-day.html' title='Charlie&apos;s Birthday Day'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-5190568628588851094</id><published>2010-08-09T21:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T21:42:37.184-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie @ 3 Years Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't believe Charlie is 3! Here are some pictures that I took for the occasion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Have you ever tried to take a decent picture of a 3 year old? Well, how about MY 3 year old? It was a challenge!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06040ecropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06040ecropped.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06048e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06048e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06046eBW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06046eBW.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06055e-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06055e-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06057ecropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06057ecropped.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Charlie, you are SO amazing in so many ways! You're sweet, loving and caring. You're so polite. If I sneeze, you say "Bless you". If I say "I love you Charlie", then you say "I love you Mommy". If I'm sad, you ask me "What's a matter?", then you give me big hugs. If you don't want something, you say "No thanks", even if you're crying really hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You love your little brother like crazy! You squish him, give him kisses, and act silly to make him laugh. You two will always be great friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You have so much fun with Daddy! You love to rough house with him. (Something Mommy isn't so good at.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your laugh and smile is infectious! I love when you're happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you get hurt, somehow my kisses magically make it all better. You instantly stop crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You make me laugh everyday. You say the funniest things! It's so dang cute!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your favorite foods are cookies, vanilla yogurt, and chocolate milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're 37.75 inches tall, and you weigh 32.63 pounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know all your colors, all your animals, and animal sounds. You know most of your shapes, and we're working on counting and your alphabet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love you more than I could ever explain!!! Being a mother to you isn't always easy, but I wouldn't trade it for anything, ever! There is no end to how much I love you, and I will always love you! I'm so happy that you're 3 years old! You're growing up so fast! Life will always be an adventure with you as my son.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU!!!! xoxo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-5190568628588851094?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/5190568628588851094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=5190568628588851094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/5190568628588851094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/5190568628588851094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/08/charlie-3-years-old.html' title='Charlie @ 3 Years Old'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-4215021032729410046</id><published>2010-08-09T19:35:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T20:54:03.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie's 3rd Birthday Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Charlie turned 3 years old on August 2nd and we had his birthday party at Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Ancell's house on Saturday, July 31st. It was a Wall-E themed party, with Wall-E colors and decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the decorations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/Decorations.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 373px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/Decorations.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a sign I made and printed and I hung it up in the kitchen for the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/Wall-EBirthdaySign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 457px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/Wall-EBirthdaySign.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also made these invitations for our guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/Walleinvitation4forblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 457px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/Walleinvitation4forblog.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie got lots of fun presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06102e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06102e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06106e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06106e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are all of his presents together:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06122e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06122e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the kids gathered around Charlie's new &lt;a href="http://shop.leapfrog.com/leapfrog/jump/My-Own-Leaptop%22/productDetail/More-Toddler-Toys/SCOUT19150/cat80052?selectedColor=&amp;amp;selectedSize=&amp;amp;navAction=jump&amp;amp;navCount=0&amp;amp;categoryNav=false"&gt;Leapfrog laptop&lt;/a&gt;. It's really cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06111e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06111e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06114e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06114e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaaaand the cake, a Wall-E cake of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06021e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06021e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06127e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06127e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made a Wall-E pinata, filled it with little toys and candy, then we smacked him around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/Pinatatime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 452px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/Pinatatime.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/Pinatatime2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 411px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/Pinatatime2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Wall-E. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Grammy and Grandpa Hartvigsen got for Charlie, it's a Toy Story bubble rocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06164e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06164e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some cute shots of Grandma Ancell with Max towards the end of Charlie's party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06183e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 428px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06183e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06189e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-08-06189e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a fun time at Charlie's 3rd birthday party with his grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins! Happy Birthday Charlie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-4215021032729410046?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/4215021032729410046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=4215021032729410046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/4215021032729410046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/4215021032729410046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/08/charlies-3rd-birthday-party.html' title='Charlie&apos;s 3rd Birthday Party!'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-9051363862184337059</id><published>2010-08-06T18:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T21:15:38.989-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fancy Old Cars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm kinda testing something with this new blog layout. If you want to see more about these pictures, you can visit my &lt;a href="http://www.emilyhphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;photography blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I know my blog header looks funny, but I'll fix that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*UPDATE*&lt;/span&gt; I fixed my blog header...do you like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-07-30190e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-07-30190e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-07-30144e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 639px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm69/emilyscrapper/2010-07-30144e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-9051363862184337059?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/9051363862184337059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=9051363862184337059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/9051363862184337059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/9051363862184337059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/08/fancy-old-cars.html' title='Fancy Old Cars'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-2477759482683370404</id><published>2010-07-26T11:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T11:22:06.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Max @ 6 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TE3BAUCUFsI/AAAAAAAABwI/EUt8w8HNT-g/s1600/2010-07-13+052+e.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This post is long overdue. Max turned six months old on the 12th. I took  some pictures of the little cutie. Here are some of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TE3AsQA3MMI/AAAAAAAABvY/JG2CYXdMOQQ/s1600/Max+%40+6+Months.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TE3AsQA3MMI/AAAAAAAABvY/JG2CYXdMOQQ/s400/Max+%40+6+Months.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498262586534604994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TE3Aus7uFpI/AAAAAAAABvw/WHBAYrguD0E/s1600/2010-07-13+043+e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TE3Aus7uFpI/AAAAAAAABvw/WHBAYrguD0E/s400/2010-07-13+043+e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498262628657403538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TE3AtoARBKI/AAAAAAAABvo/G2PvikQGXPM/s1600/2010-07-13+040+e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TE3AtoARBKI/AAAAAAAABvo/G2PvikQGXPM/s400/2010-07-13+040+e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498262610154423458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TE3AtAxkYhI/AAAAAAAABvg/B4viJdgzDFI/s1600/2010-07-13+037+e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TE3AtAxkYhI/AAAAAAAABvg/B4viJdgzDFI/s400/2010-07-13+037+e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498262599623795218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TE3AvMHwX_I/AAAAAAAABv4/E_37hH9_4tM/s1600/2010-07-13+053+e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TE3AvMHwX_I/AAAAAAAABv4/E_37hH9_4tM/s400/2010-07-13+053+e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498262637029384178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max is growing up so fast! He can sit up by himself for a few minutes before he starts to tip over, he has two teeth on the bottom, he rolls and scoots all over the place, and he can get up on his hands and knees. Crawling is sure to come VERY soon. Max is also a wonderful sleeper, he'll take his naps with hardly any fuss at all. He's such a good, happy boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at my parents house on the 12th. Charlie was having fun pushing this truck down the hill with his Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TE3A_z37ChI/AAAAAAAABwA/I1xVv9XEA3I/s1600/2010-07-13+051+e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TE3A_z37ChI/AAAAAAAABwA/I1xVv9XEA3I/s400/2010-07-13+051+e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498262922578299410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie's such a great big brother! He LOVES max! He loves to play with Max and pretend with him, and he's loves giving him hugs, kisses, and squishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-2477759482683370404?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/2477759482683370404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=2477759482683370404' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/2477759482683370404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/2477759482683370404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/07/max-6-months.html' title='Max @ 6 Months'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TE3AsQA3MMI/AAAAAAAABvY/JG2CYXdMOQQ/s72-c/Max+%40+6+Months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-905321983107715403</id><published>2010-07-06T21:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T21:45:48.939-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The 3rd Of July Fireworks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The sky was amazing, on the night we went to see fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TDP2skx7fjI/AAAAAAAABuA/S3sxoqFMy_c/s1600/2010-07-05+067+e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TDP2skx7fjI/AAAAAAAABuA/S3sxoqFMy_c/s400/2010-07-05+067+e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491003616342539826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was playing with my shutter speed while waiting for the show to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TDP2rUAZN-I/AAAAAAAABtw/uCrA0oeaIes/s1600/2010-07-05+100+e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TDP2rUAZN-I/AAAAAAAABtw/uCrA0oeaIes/s400/2010-07-05+100+e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491003594659936226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TDP2qvnmxMI/AAAAAAAABto/8mUgodYEn04/s1600/2010-07-05+115+e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TDP2qvnmxMI/AAAAAAAABto/8mUgodYEn04/s400/2010-07-05+115+e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491003584892290242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie fell asleep before the show started, and amazingly stayed asleep the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TDP2sApx4yI/AAAAAAAABt4/YAe4_a2QyKM/s1600/2010-07-05+091+e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TDP2sApx4yI/AAAAAAAABt4/YAe4_a2QyKM/s400/2010-07-05+091+e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491003606644679458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaboom! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TDP2ct5rOeI/AAAAAAAABtg/jUp5U5ItypI/s1600/2010-07-05+121+e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TDP2ct5rOeI/AAAAAAAABtg/jUp5U5ItypI/s400/2010-07-05+121+e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491003343913040354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TDP2cLIvNjI/AAAAAAAABtY/4dbzFs1BCNo/s1600/2010-07-05+125+e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TDP2cLIvNjI/AAAAAAAABtY/4dbzFs1BCNo/s400/2010-07-05+125+e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491003334580975154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TDP2bgTrVpI/AAAAAAAABtQ/aid8EW2pdK0/s1600/2010-07-05+141+e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TDP2bgTrVpI/AAAAAAAABtQ/aid8EW2pdK0/s400/2010-07-05+141+e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491003323084134034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TDP2bCIaMvI/AAAAAAAABtI/u3O8iApkLXk/s1600/2010-07-05+149+e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TDP2bCIaMvI/AAAAAAAABtI/u3O8iApkLXk/s400/2010-07-05+149+e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491003314983809778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TDP2adPnxuI/AAAAAAAABtA/paOYxQpL6dg/s1600/2010-07-05+166+e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TDP2adPnxuI/AAAAAAAABtA/paOYxQpL6dg/s400/2010-07-05+166+e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491003305081947874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always love watching big fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;I just wish the smoke wasn't blowing right over our heads, then our view would have been even better.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday America!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-905321983107715403?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/905321983107715403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=905321983107715403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/905321983107715403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/905321983107715403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/07/3rd-of-july-fireworks.html' title='The 3rd Of July Fireworks'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TDP2skx7fjI/AAAAAAAABuA/S3sxoqFMy_c/s72-c/2010-07-05+067+e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-6091375404447962150</id><published>2010-07-02T10:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T10:32:53.561-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanut Butter &amp; Wall-E Sandwich</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw a picture somewhere online of a sandwich like this that looked like Wall-E. So I decided to make one for Charlie. It was a lot of effort though, and he didn't even eat it. He thought it was pretty funny though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TC4Tx7AemyI/AAAAAAAABsw/5S2BOCDeQec/s1600/2010-07-02+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TC4Tx7AemyI/AAAAAAAABsw/5S2BOCDeQec/s400/2010-07-02+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489346744185428770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TC4Tyh2GJ0I/AAAAAAAABs4/j2-Sk3DitHY/s1600/2010-07-02+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TC4Tyh2GJ0I/AAAAAAAABs4/j2-Sk3DitHY/s400/2010-07-02+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489346754610865986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-6091375404447962150?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/6091375404447962150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=6091375404447962150' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/6091375404447962150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/6091375404447962150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/07/peanut-butter-wall-e-sandwich.html' title='Peanut Butter &amp; Wall-E Sandwich'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TC4Tx7AemyI/AAAAAAAABsw/5S2BOCDeQec/s72-c/2010-07-02+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-7941921436710889845</id><published>2010-06-22T16:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T17:03:41.442-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Max @ 5 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;BEWARE...Cuteness overload! Continue at your own risk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took pictures of Max. He turned 5 months old on the 12th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TCE8nwFJiDI/AAAAAAAABso/8xIHDeAXz4o/s1600/2010-06-18+019+B%26W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TCE8nwFJiDI/AAAAAAAABso/8xIHDeAXz4o/s400/2010-06-18+019+B%26W.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485732474733037618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TCE8nQ61cQI/AAAAAAAABsg/B6nvose3Suo/s1600/2010-06-18+018+e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TCE8nQ61cQI/AAAAAAAABsg/B6nvose3Suo/s400/2010-06-18+018+e2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485732466368278786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TCE8m27u3xI/AAAAAAAABsY/Kxm5MKKRf7U/s1600/2010-06-18+022+e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TCE8m27u3xI/AAAAAAAABsY/Kxm5MKKRf7U/s400/2010-06-18+022+e2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485732459392720658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TCE8mdyCtmI/AAAAAAAABsQ/BFhd1ra8KFk/s1600/2010-06-18+029+B%26W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TCE8mdyCtmI/AAAAAAAABsQ/BFhd1ra8KFk/s400/2010-06-18+029+B%26W.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485732452641191522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TCE8WFb5iGI/AAAAAAAABsI/zVE_lSJeuac/s1600/2010-06-18+033+e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TCE8WFb5iGI/AAAAAAAABsI/zVE_lSJeuac/s400/2010-06-18+033+e2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485732171227957346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TCE8V8dq4MI/AAAAAAAABsA/8zEVRtjUepc/s1600/2010-06-18+034+e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TCE8V8dq4MI/AAAAAAAABsA/8zEVRtjUepc/s400/2010-06-18+034+e2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485732168819466434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TCE8VBJfkUI/AAAAAAAABr4/jJob7uHgCGc/s1600/2010-06-18+054++B%26W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TCE8VBJfkUI/AAAAAAAABr4/jJob7uHgCGc/s400/2010-06-18+054++B%26W.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485732152897147202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TCE8UuyGqhI/AAAAAAAABrw/QLCKXVkleZQ/s1600/2010-06-18+056+B%26W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TCE8UuyGqhI/AAAAAAAABrw/QLCKXVkleZQ/s400/2010-06-18+056+B%26W.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485732147967207954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TCE8T82ujsI/AAAAAAAABro/v99n0oWjXdc/s1600/2010-06-18+060+e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TCE8T82ujsI/AAAAAAAABro/v99n0oWjXdc/s400/2010-06-18+060+e2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485732134564826818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Max is now rolling over front to back, and back to front. He loves to chew on his feet, and anything else he can get his hands on. He got his first tooth and a second one is making it's way to the surface. He's still a happy, easy going guy. He laughs, coos, and talks in his own little baby language. He loves when his big brother makes goofy faces at him. And he can sit up for a few seconds on his own. He's such a big boy, and he's growing so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/938628431655244199-7941921436710889845?l=hartvigsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/feeds/7941921436710889845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=938628431655244199&amp;postID=7941921436710889845' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/7941921436710889845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/938628431655244199/posts/default/7941921436710889845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartvigsens.blogspot.com/2010/06/max-5-months.html' title='Max @ 5 Months'/><author><name>Emily Hartvigsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06357341619565538267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TUM8iz72ZqI/AAAAAAAABxo/2CVgZuUxdZo/s220/2011-01-02%2B336%2Be%2B4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TCE8nwFJiDI/AAAAAAAABso/8xIHDeAXz4o/s72-c/2010-06-18+019+B%26W.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938628431655244199.post-3176249489590669663</id><published>2010-06-16T14:25:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T15:32:19.832-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bunch of Stuff...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This blog post will be pretty random. I have a bunch of pictures I want to blog about...so here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5-22-2010:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year some of my closest friends and I get together to have a "Fancy Dinner Party". This year it was mine and Andy's turn to host.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set the table nice and pretty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TBk0jUDe6FI/AAAAAAAABp4/8CsVUW7hSEE/s1600/2010-06-03+004+e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TBk0jUDe6FI/AAAAAAAABp4/8CsVUW7hSEE/s400/2010-06-03+004+e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483471802583672914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We served fresh salmon (chicken for those who don't like fish), corn salad stuffed tomatoes, green beans with a lemon dressing, roasted red potatoes, and yummy rolls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TBk0i5UierI/AAAAAAAABpw/jOPDEK6zX_I/s1600/2010-06-03+012+e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TBk0i5UierI/AAAAAAAABpw/jOPDEK6zX_I/s400/2010-06-03+012+e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483471795407452850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And for dessert, home made ice cream sandwiches:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XhFvCPfwOs/TBk0iY5qjdI/AAAAAAAABpo/lb0oNhPHV0k/s1600/2010-06-03+016+e.jpg
