<?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-72085784531679821</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:04:13.175-07:00</updated><category term='noah&apos;s deere'/><title type='text'>hansen happenings</title><subtitle type='html'>...random thoughts from our lives...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>252</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-4337844609471295576</id><published>2010-11-19T10:00:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T10:17:26.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thankful for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zoigreekyogurt.com/images/zoi-cups.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 170px;" src="http://www.zoigreekyogurt.com/images/zoi-cups.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the simple things right?  Thanksgiving is next week, gasp, can't believe that!  In honor of all things yummy and decadent I'm sharing a couple of my favorites with you.  I came across ZOI yogurt at Winco and honey is definitely my flavor of choice.  Last night while chatting with Cody about the first win of the season I was sneaking spoonfuls.  I felt a little better about eating an entire one when I was running this summer.  Somehow yoga doesn't leave me as famished.  It is not a low fat low calorie splurge, but oh so worth it!  Print &lt;a href="http://www.zoigreekyogurt.com/coupons.php"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; out and go shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also very glad for this &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/"&gt;food blog&lt;/a&gt;.  I have to be honest in saying that nearly everything I've made from their recipe archive has been well received by big and little kids alike.  (The chipotle burgers were a bit spicy, if that complaint even counts?)They have fantastic photos and tutorials.  I read they are publishing a cookbook next year also.  I'm making their &lt;a href="http://http//www.ourbestbites.com/2008/11/white-chocolate-pumpkin-cheesecake-with.html"&gt;white chocolate pumpkin cheesecake with pecan gingersnap&lt;/a&gt; crust for my Mom's birthday this weekend.  How can something with a title like that not be divine, trust me it is.  Perfect for Thanksgiving dinner.  Mmm, happy feasting!  I can't wait to have some time with family and be grateful for my blessed life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-4337844609471295576?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/4337844609471295576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=4337844609471295576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4337844609471295576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4337844609471295576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/11/thankful-for.html' title='thankful for...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-2755408869680281974</id><published>2010-11-12T13:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T13:39:35.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Ivy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TN2kdGXKDEI/AAAAAAAABlg/RDTHvXidYZY/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TN2kdGXKDEI/AAAAAAAABlg/RDTHvXidYZY/s400/032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538763936566479938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TN2kcqzoz4I/AAAAAAAABlY/J1l_WT-Qdg8/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TN2kcqzoz4I/AAAAAAAABlY/J1l_WT-Qdg8/s400/030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538763929169743746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ivy girl, how sweet and spicy you are.  I can hardly believe that two years ago I was thinking we were about to welcome a little boy into our family.  Maybe it comes with being the youngest of four, but you are never one to miss out on any of the action.  If everyone else has a straw with their drink, no way are you having a sippy cup.  Wherever your siblings are up to you want to be a part of it and make sure we know if you're unhappy about it!  I love how you drag a step stool into our room at night and climb into our bed, so sly.  I love how you tell me goodnight, love you- "night, uv you."  I sometimes love how you insist on 'helping' me, putting clothes into the dryer, cleaning up toys, and cooking, mostly eating though.  Happy two years little lamb!  We're celebrating on Sunday when everyone can join us, appropriate since that is Great grandma Robenia's birthday.  Pictures coming soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-2755408869680281974?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/2755408869680281974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=2755408869680281974' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/2755408869680281974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/2755408869680281974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/11/sweet-ivy.html' title='Sweet Ivy'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TN2kdGXKDEI/AAAAAAAABlg/RDTHvXidYZY/s72-c/032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-1202251831086410260</id><published>2010-11-12T13:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T13:32:05.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new lease on life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.downeastbasics.com/images/products/display/F210a_lovelylayer_pknectar3064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 394px;" src="http://www.downeastbasics.com/images/products/display/F210a_lovelylayer_pknectar3064.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TN2h9b6quhI/AAAAAAAABlQ/sGqkhebx7tI/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TN2h9b6quhI/AAAAAAAABlQ/sGqkhebx7tI/s400/038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538761193573497362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When putting away summer clothes and pulling out sweaters this week I found an oldish cardigan and shell set that I've had for a very long time.  I guess I'm sentimental about it since I still have it but rarely wear it.  My Mom bought it for me during a visit to Moscow when L &amp;amp; C were babies.  While internet window shopping (because that's the only kind I do these days :)  I saw the pink cardigan at DownEast.  Every time I see all those embellished tees and sweaters I think that would be so easy to do and much cheaper.  I cut up the shell and sewed the pleated strips onto the cardigan.  So....be honest.....would you wear this in public??  It turned out a little more "ruffly" than I wanted.  When I showed Cody he voted two thumbs down- too puffy in front.  What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-1202251831086410260?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/1202251831086410260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=1202251831086410260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/1202251831086410260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/1202251831086410260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-lease-on-life.html' title='new lease on life?'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TN2h9b6quhI/AAAAAAAABlQ/sGqkhebx7tI/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-8062302210354432987</id><published>2010-11-04T21:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T21:14:43.036-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my Thursday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TNNzl7mb8AI/AAAAAAAABlI/v7d_21T3_yc/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TNNzl7mb8AI/AAAAAAAABlI/v7d_21T3_yc/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535895462459731970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well friends, here's to another day!  Which of the following did NOT happen to me today?  Any guesses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One blanket, two washcloths and a handful of pretzels were thrown in the bathtub whiled I showered.  Thanks Ivy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Had the pleasure of renewing my driver's license which I discovered last week had expired in December of 2009 not 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Realized I gave the wrong street address to the lady after receiving above license, didn't care and was too embarrassed to go back and beg for a new one. (I am so used to using a P.O. box now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren told me she had the "worst day ever."  I've heard that before, but then she told me she was sent to the principal's office for BITING the senior boy who is an aide in their class.  (Rough housing gone bad.  Lauren, the teacher, and the boy are equally at fault.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Spent two hours de-seeding (is that a word) 30 pomegranates.  My family wasn't eating them so I had to take action before they rotted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Did yoga for an hour this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Killed 6 spiders in our house today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-8062302210354432987?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/8062302210354432987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=8062302210354432987' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/8062302210354432987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/8062302210354432987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-thursday.html' title='my Thursday...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TNNzl7mb8AI/AAAAAAAABlI/v7d_21T3_yc/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-641278373672499914</id><published>2010-11-02T00:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T00:53:02.865-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a boy and his cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TM-0pkpdvCI/AAAAAAAABkY/3K6LftaaZaA/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TM-0pkpdvCI/AAAAAAAABkY/3K6LftaaZaA/s400/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534841093366856738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of cat lets you spoon with it?!  Pipsy and Noah were curled up tonight when I came in to turn on his nightlight.   Can you feel the serious cat love here, or hear the loud purring?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-641278373672499914?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/641278373672499914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=641278373672499914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/641278373672499914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/641278373672499914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/11/boy-and-his-cat.html' title='a boy and his cat'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TM-0pkpdvCI/AAAAAAAABkY/3K6LftaaZaA/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-3880583100920570166</id><published>2010-11-02T00:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T00:49:19.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a spooktacular weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TM-zAuUERDI/AAAAAAAABkQ/CBz_7nm6Zc4/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TM-zAuUERDI/AAAAAAAABkQ/CBz_7nm6Zc4/s400/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534839292075197490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TM-y3IP6WsI/AAAAAAAABkI/1Lf5kwMBNhE/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TM-y3IP6WsI/AAAAAAAABkI/1Lf5kwMBNhE/s400/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534839127238400706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TM-y2yT2fJI/AAAAAAAABkA/4wzKRgdH2h8/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TM-y2yT2fJI/AAAAAAAABkA/4wzKRgdH2h8/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534839121349344402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TM-y2YzrrUI/AAAAAAAABj4/EY37C7GcLO0/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TM-y2YzrrUI/AAAAAAAABj4/EY37C7GcLO0/s400/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534839114503531842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TM-y2KIhbbI/AAAAAAAABjw/-TBErwQVlJU/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TM-y2KIhbbI/AAAAAAAABjw/-TBErwQVlJU/s400/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534839110564408754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TM-y1-sofYI/AAAAAAAABjo/rQaRWpewcDk/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TM-y1-sofYI/AAAAAAAABjo/rQaRWpewcDk/s400/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534839107494641026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I used to like blogging, and maybe I've had a long enough break that I'm ready to return.  Halloween was enjoyed by everyone, with the exception of Ivy.  She didn't want to dress up as anything, but did help pass out candy to trick or treaters.  I love Spiderman's chocolate brown eyes, he's such a sweet boy.  Lauren wanted to be a ninja and Chloe was Miss Piggy.  The night before we hosted a festive dinner for some friends.  We served mummy dogs, candy corn pizza, and bones and blood, it was fun, crazy and loud, but fun.   We carved 7 pumpkins, I'm addicted to drilling them now, it's easy and the design possibilities are endless.  No pictures there, I realized my picture taking has been lacking, terribly.  I must do better, the days are zooming by and my little ones are getting older every day.  Happy Halloween!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-3880583100920570166?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/3880583100920570166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=3880583100920570166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3880583100920570166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3880583100920570166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/11/spooktacular-weekend.html' title='a spooktacular weekend!'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TM-zAuUERDI/AAAAAAAABkQ/CBz_7nm6Zc4/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-4288019384830155511</id><published>2010-08-08T15:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T15:32:24.938-06:00</updated><title type='text'>more summer afternoons...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8h5x7CQCI/AAAAAAAABjY/qWLoeUNm-2g/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8h5x7CQCI/AAAAAAAABjY/qWLoeUNm-2g/s400/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503154546207244322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8h5Y6HnOI/AAAAAAAABjQ/vZweioEExIo/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8h5Y6HnOI/AAAAAAAABjQ/vZweioEExIo/s400/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503154539492515042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8h4zmWirI/AAAAAAAABjI/4-xtA-NcrYo/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8h4zmWirI/AAAAAAAABjI/4-xtA-NcrYo/s400/050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503154529477495474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8h4Y3iYkI/AAAAAAAABjA/Z-rg-k3aKhI/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8h4Y3iYkI/AAAAAAAABjA/Z-rg-k3aKhI/s400/028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503154522301817410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8h3ylnFzI/AAAAAAAABi4/tQGYRkMAdx4/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8h3ylnFzI/AAAAAAAABi4/tQGYRkMAdx4/s400/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503154512026081074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More parades, horse 4-H, and Yellowstone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-4288019384830155511?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/4288019384830155511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=4288019384830155511' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4288019384830155511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4288019384830155511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/08/more-summer-afternoons.html' title='more summer afternoons...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8h5x7CQCI/AAAAAAAABjY/qWLoeUNm-2g/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-9031450101956104207</id><published>2010-08-08T15:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T15:25:29.554-06:00</updated><title type='text'>well hello there...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8gegzrR4I/AAAAAAAABiw/s2EtA7l7trU/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8gegzrR4I/AAAAAAAABiw/s2EtA7l7trU/s400/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503152978244880258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8geenXnEI/AAAAAAAABio/-vFSSxgbX8E/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8geenXnEI/AAAAAAAABio/-vFSSxgbX8E/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503152977656388674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8geOh_WnI/AAAAAAAABig/evN9QN0lgxk/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8geOh_WnI/AAAAAAAABig/evN9QN0lgxk/s400/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503152973338860146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8gd5FKoUI/AAAAAAAABiY/O8SNl85XMc4/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8gd5FKoUI/AAAAAAAABiY/O8SNl85XMc4/s400/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503152967580819778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8gdQvcKkI/AAAAAAAABiQ/R9y8Q701YXA/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8gdQvcKkI/AAAAAAAABiQ/R9y8Q701YXA/s400/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503152956752276034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'd almost forgotten about my little piece of cyberspace!  Just a little of what's been filling our summer afternoons...water, animals snuggling, reading, and parades.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-9031450101956104207?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/9031450101956104207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=9031450101956104207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/9031450101956104207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/9031450101956104207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/08/well-hello-there.html' title='well hello there...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TF8gegzrR4I/AAAAAAAABiw/s2EtA7l7trU/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-6919375153759442843</id><published>2010-06-10T16:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T17:01:48.852-06:00</updated><title type='text'>July 2010 p. 136</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TBFr5iFDMyI/AAAAAAAABiI/MwHgqo7jtHg/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TBFr5iFDMyI/AAAAAAAABiI/MwHgqo7jtHg/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481280857631306530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After four changes of clothing, one very muddy fall, and one shower later, Lauren and Chloe finally decided it was too wet to play outside today.  In my defense I went to the library this week and came home with several good books to hold their interest for a while.  But coming into the room I hear Lauren quizzing Chloe. &lt;br /&gt;"Would you rather be a small business owner with a suit that maximized cleavage, or a retired dental hygienist with a suit that minimized your hips?"  &lt;br /&gt;Tough call.  The words cleavage and hygienist were mispronounced and I called her on it.  "Do you know what cleavage is?"  "No, should I Mom?"  Maybe, maybe not, not today at least.  Quit reading about swimsuits that flatter middle-aged women and go outside. &lt;br /&gt;Summer time boredom...   :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-6919375153759442843?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/6919375153759442843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=6919375153759442843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6919375153759442843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6919375153759442843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/06/july-2010-p-136.html' title='July 2010 p. 136'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TBFr5iFDMyI/AAAAAAAABiI/MwHgqo7jtHg/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-4446103040877609269</id><published>2010-06-07T21:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T21:58:12.159-06:00</updated><title type='text'>rain rain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TA28pmEcObI/AAAAAAAABiA/wwUzkO1-Ju4/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TA28pmEcObI/AAAAAAAABiA/wwUzkO1-Ju4/s400/016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480243744359594418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TA28pSz0Y2I/AAAAAAAABh4/yHeqWxiDcHI/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TA28pSz0Y2I/AAAAAAAABh4/yHeqWxiDcHI/s400/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480243739189601122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TA28pISMbdI/AAAAAAAABhw/jzs0pTxyXJY/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TA28pISMbdI/AAAAAAAABhw/jzs0pTxyXJY/s400/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480243736364215762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TA28oonmoII/AAAAAAAABho/k7-q52KsfOg/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TA28oonmoII/AAAAAAAABho/k7-q52KsfOg/s400/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480243727864078466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TA28oUheKdI/AAAAAAAABhg/wQ4aAKofdBY/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TA28oUheKdI/AAAAAAAABhg/wQ4aAKofdBY/s400/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480243722469648850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a good sign when you've only downloaded pictures one time each month for three months.  There haven't been too many taken lately with no good excuses.  I don't want Ivy to wonder why her toddlerhood wasn't documented, life just gets busy.  We've had a very rainy spring, evidenced by the huge puddles in the street and the bumper crop of dandelions here.  Funny to me how our yard would stick out like a sore thumb in our old neighborhood, but here it blends in with most the other yards.  Weeds run amuck in the country.  I love the view past Ivy's soggy bottom to the end of the road, straight up to the green hillside.  Makes me want to put on some running shoes and head out at sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another mostly rainy Saturday morning the sun popped out and so did these fresh-faced beauties Lauren and Chloe, escaping the house.  Noah soon followed and I peeked in to see Ivy banging her head against the window, never wanting to be left behind in anything.  While my Mom and I stood out visiting and shooing kids off the road when the occasional car puttered by the kids had a grand time getting wet and muddy, some muddier than others.  Unfortunately I have no pictures capturing the priceless look of your child tasting dirt for the first time.  But seeing Ivy's look of regret and disgust makes me laugh!   A neighbor drove by, rolled down his window and remarked how he never thought he'd see the day when my kids were getting wet and muddy in the street.  So here you have it, proof in pictures that we Hansens know what warm puddles are for!  Happy spring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-4446103040877609269?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/4446103040877609269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=4446103040877609269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4446103040877609269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4446103040877609269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/06/rain-rain.html' title='rain rain...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/TA28pmEcObI/AAAAAAAABiA/wwUzkO1-Ju4/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-4668418744366299952</id><published>2010-04-20T21:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T21:20:31.522-06:00</updated><title type='text'>good things on a Tuesday...</title><content type='html'>-Watching Ivy share Cody's trail mix. You don't want to share your mix with her, all she can eat are the raisins and M &amp;amp; M's.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WtC9SuZShzY/S85rMrAcIaI/AAAAAAAAABE/5xOvESgwmi8/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WtC9SuZShzY/S85rMrAcIaI/AAAAAAAAABE/5xOvESgwmi8/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462421263494160802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Talking to my sister on the phone, if only she could move to Bancroft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Not hearing the heat kick on once today, beautiful spring weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Coming in from outside and smelling bread baking in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Having my piano tuned, hooray for rich lovely tones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Seeing Lauren's huge smile and her winning safety poster from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cuddling on the couch with Chloe before bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Seeing Noah run back and forth, back and forth,  panting, "Mom, am I fast as a superhero?"  Faster Noah, much faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Knowing that my couch full of laundry means my home is full of people I love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-4668418744366299952?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/4668418744366299952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=4668418744366299952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4668418744366299952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4668418744366299952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-things-on-tuesday.html' title='good things on a Tuesday...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WtC9SuZShzY/S85rMrAcIaI/AAAAAAAAABE/5xOvESgwmi8/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-852967440868459082</id><published>2010-04-20T21:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T21:18:52.445-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh...</title><content type='html'>At least it's all clean, if only there was a trio of machines that washed, dried, folded and put away laundry. Lauren and Chloe's is always the biggest task, partly due to my procrastination but mostly due to their habit of throwing ALL clothing in the hamper, dirty and clean. Hope there's something good on TV tonight!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S85uWJ6d7gI/AAAAAAAABhY/JNMy41tmZVs/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S85uWJ6d7gI/AAAAAAAABhY/JNMy41tmZVs/s400/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462424724944317954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-852967440868459082?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/852967440868459082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=852967440868459082' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/852967440868459082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/852967440868459082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/04/ugh.html' title='ugh...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S85uWJ6d7gI/AAAAAAAABhY/JNMy41tmZVs/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-6435025040453044330</id><published>2010-04-12T14:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T14:20:37.232-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sweetness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S8N-gRrHhgI/AAAAAAAABhQ/eP-7gFhsBe0/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S8N-gRrHhgI/AAAAAAAABhQ/eP-7gFhsBe0/s400/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459346266268337666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.ifood.tv/files/chocolate%20covered%20strawberry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://static.ifood.tv/files/chocolate%20covered%20strawberry.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What's for dinner Mom?  Strawberries, whipped cream, and waffles.  What's for lunch Mom?  Chocolate dipped strawberries!  I love it when flats or boxes of fruit come available!  We've been enjoying all of the above, and putting some in the freezer as jam and topping for later.  One day last week I was making jam and watching it snow outside my kitchen window, that was a definite first.  Can't say I've ever made jam while a snowstorm raged outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a boy to do when his Mom is up to her elbows in sticky goodness for the majority of the morning?  Build a super cool apartment complex for his horses.  I was instructed that NO pictures were to be taken or the horse Midnight would be very angry, it was a private building.  But I managed to sneak one in, he doesn't look too upset.   :) Yummy, yummy spring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-6435025040453044330?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/6435025040453044330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=6435025040453044330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6435025040453044330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6435025040453044330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/04/sweetness.html' title='sweetness...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S8N-gRrHhgI/AAAAAAAABhQ/eP-7gFhsBe0/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-1552388105667473984</id><published>2010-04-12T14:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T14:09:57.852-06:00</updated><title type='text'>spring dresses...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S8N85c79sOI/AAAAAAAABhI/Er3OItE3TKk/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S8N85c79sOI/AAAAAAAABhI/Er3OItE3TKk/s400/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459344499765260514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S8N840_nOxI/AAAAAAAABhA/-nmePhtfewI/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S8N840_nOxI/AAAAAAAABhA/-nmePhtfewI/s400/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459344489043147538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S8N84RFJpeI/AAAAAAAABg4/fQEhPK3_uAk/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S8N84RFJpeI/AAAAAAAABg4/fQEhPK3_uAk/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459344479402698210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S8N8322SEQI/AAAAAAAABgw/j9lYPKyMEPY/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S8N8322SEQI/AAAAAAAABgw/j9lYPKyMEPY/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459344472361013506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every time I pass the beautiful brocades at the fabric store I have to walk over and run my hands across them and admire their gorgeous colors.  Lauren and Chloe picked out their favorites and I made them Easter dresses.  The prints were elegant and the pattern simple.  We picked out the cherry blossoms for Ivy.  So glad to have three beautiful ladies to sew for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling crafty?  Try out this cool &lt;a href="http://thesaltypineapple.blogspot.com/2009/11/flowers-make-me-melt.html"&gt;tutorial &lt;/a&gt;for the flowers.  Thanks Cheryl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-1552388105667473984?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/1552388105667473984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=1552388105667473984' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/1552388105667473984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/1552388105667473984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-dresses.html' title='spring dresses...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S8N85c79sOI/AAAAAAAABhI/Er3OItE3TKk/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-5149949201619000171</id><published>2010-04-08T14:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T14:25:21.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'>left, right, left, right, middle?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S744qDvVy_I/AAAAAAAABgo/-oxiBkmrENg/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S744qDvVy_I/AAAAAAAABgo/-oxiBkmrENg/s400/035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457862093629148146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S744pownmkI/AAAAAAAABgg/TdXhygQp0ME/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S744pownmkI/AAAAAAAABgg/TdXhygQp0ME/s400/034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457862086386752066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was Grandparents Day at school, and while I have no grand kids to enjoy yet the girls had been talking about this clown dance/song routine the class has been working on for a few weeks.  So I had to sneak in the back and record the fun for future viewing pleasure/embarrassment.  Several weeks ago they told me they needed some clown attire and I immediately thought of a couple pairs of my old jeans waiting downstairs to be made into a quilt or something equally cool- three-legged pants.  When I was in sixth grade my Mom constructed some for me and a friend out of my Dad's old Levi's.  They were fantastic!  We wore them as a Halloween costume to school, perfect, we were literally joined at the hip.  Memories of tripping in the road while trick or treating, HAVING to sit right by each other at a special table during school (how did the teacher allow that?)  Shay- I know you're having some memories all of your own as well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, those pants have since been retired, but I figured this new generation needed a pair to enjoy for a few years to come.  They come in handy for all kinds of situations, and perfect for twins!   Lauren and Chloe love these events, what a cute group of gals!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-5149949201619000171?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/5149949201619000171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=5149949201619000171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5149949201619000171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5149949201619000171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/04/left-right-left-right-middle.html' title='left, right, left, right, middle?'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S744qDvVy_I/AAAAAAAABgo/-oxiBkmrENg/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-3051952754429327441</id><published>2010-04-08T14:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T14:10:56.475-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S744PUlhu5I/AAAAAAAABgY/vBX9liBLwbw/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S744PUlhu5I/AAAAAAAABgY/vBX9liBLwbw/s400/023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457861634294922130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S744Owzyr6I/AAAAAAAABgQ/zt1hoWrtGSA/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S744Owzyr6I/AAAAAAAABgQ/zt1hoWrtGSA/s400/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457861624691077026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S743XWDaR-I/AAAAAAAABgI/esumbBDb_wI/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S743XWDaR-I/AAAAAAAABgI/esumbBDb_wI/s400/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457860672616024034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S743WqCuOfI/AAAAAAAABgA/xLNmOWumhuc/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S743WqCuOfI/AAAAAAAABgA/xLNmOWumhuc/s400/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457860660801976818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S743V7lwZpI/AAAAAAAABf4/n4o6c0RR0xw/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S743V7lwZpI/AAAAAAAABf4/n4o6c0RR0xw/s400/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457860648332453522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S743Vgl-MyI/AAAAAAAABfw/wizsF9tgGpM/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S743Vgl-MyI/AAAAAAAABfw/wizsF9tgGpM/s400/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457860641085600546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S743U7414tI/AAAAAAAABfo/PF7dJDCzMPQ/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S743U7414tI/AAAAAAAABfo/PF7dJDCzMPQ/s400/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457860631232635602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few pictures from Easter weekend.  We woke up to 30 mph winds and snow on Saturday so the community egg hunts were at the school, more of an egg race, since there was no hiding eggs in a gymnasium.  Spring in Idaho drives me crazy, just warm up already!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed Conference, dying eggs, eating chocolate, and a yummy dinner with family.  Hope everyone had a great Easter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-3051952754429327441?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/3051952754429327441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=3051952754429327441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3051952754429327441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3051952754429327441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S744PUlhu5I/AAAAAAAABgY/vBX9liBLwbw/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-5774091380353667452</id><published>2010-03-29T10:13:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T10:22:59.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>housing available...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S7DSk76IETI/AAAAAAAABfg/8nL_gJC7ibk/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S7DSk76IETI/AAAAAAAABfg/8nL_gJC7ibk/s400/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454090680744284466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S7DR7UAU1KI/AAAAAAAABe4/Rtgo8kGnaWo/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S7DR7UAU1KI/AAAAAAAABe4/Rtgo8kGnaWo/s400/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454089965658231970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;preferably a small bird, bonus if blue.  Springtime birdhouses made by third graders (and a few parents operating the power tools.)  Hope we picked a good spot and they will have occupants soon, especially since they have to report back to the class.  We're all glad the snow is melting, enjoying bike riding, rollerblading, and running outside.  Looking forward to a long spring break/Conference weekend hanging out together dying and hunting for eggs and celebrating spring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-5774091380353667452?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/5774091380353667452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=5774091380353667452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5774091380353667452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5774091380353667452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/03/housing-available.html' title='housing available...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S7DSk76IETI/AAAAAAAABfg/8nL_gJC7ibk/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-3495797211816843575</id><published>2010-03-29T09:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T10:11:56.669-06:00</updated><title type='text'>size 7?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S7DPXRcI5CI/AAAAAAAABeA/PYdma0fDsO8/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S7DPXRcI5CI/AAAAAAAABeA/PYdma0fDsO8/s400/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454087147471037474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute shoes huh?  I was in Idaho Falls a couple weekends ago, by myself, doing some shopping, but mostly doing some painting and cleaning.  Anyway, my daughters alarmingly fast growing feet brought me to Payless to find new gym and church shoes.  I couldn't believe it when the saleslady told me a size 5 in kids is the equivalent of a 7 in women's sizes!  I ended up in the women's since the selection was so much better.  I was CERTAIN none of the four pairs would acutally fit, but three out of four isn't too bad, we'll exchange the fourth this week.  Where has the time gone?  How did I wake up with two girls wearing just a few sizes smaller than me?!  On the flip side, it's incredibly fun to plan the first day of spring break going shopping and spending the day with them.  So blessed to have these two lovely ladies in our family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-3495797211816843575?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/3495797211816843575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=3495797211816843575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3495797211816843575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3495797211816843575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/03/size-7.html' title='size 7?'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S7DPXRcI5CI/AAAAAAAABeA/PYdma0fDsO8/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-8634187582465294826</id><published>2010-03-23T14:08:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T14:32:12.511-06:00</updated><title type='text'>routine...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday morning over waffles Chloe lamented that every day in her life is the same. "I get up, eat, go to school, come home, watch TV, read, eat, go to bed." There is some variance to that routine, an occasional activity, music lesson, or play date. I had to laugh and sympathize with her woeful state though. It sounded a bit like my college routine, only piano practice could be substituted for TV. I feel like that sometimes, for all the good things that life has to offer, it does get a bit predictable sometimes. Maybe I shouldn't even put that into writing, I don't need my life shaken up. :) Here's a little picture catch up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much wishing for summer time, everyone, desperately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S6khf_WHc5I/AAAAAAAABdo/ckh8emp3lEc/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S6khf_WHc5I/AAAAAAAABdo/ckh8emp3lEc/s400/030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451925657372554130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Much listening to these books on CD by Lauren and Chloe, all Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S6khfUOOtCI/AAAAAAAABdg/_UounSbzL1c/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S6khfUOOtCI/AAAAAAAABdg/_UounSbzL1c/s400/029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451925645796750370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Much reading of this story, one both Cody and I liked growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S6khfF01XzI/AAAAAAAABdY/7dFMD9WPuJY/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S6khfF01XzI/AAAAAAAABdY/7dFMD9WPuJY/s400/028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451925641932136242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Much wiping off, sweeping up, and stepping in the beauty that is spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S6khKMLFhlI/AAAAAAAABdQ/AkPXhYk3Qu4/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S6khKMLFhlI/AAAAAAAABdQ/AkPXhYk3Qu4/s400/027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451925282858829394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Much teaching of piano lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S6khJv2Pj4I/AAAAAAAABdI/lrg4xK5cItU/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S6khJv2Pj4I/AAAAAAAABdI/lrg4xK5cItU/s400/024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451925275255213954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WAY too much playing of this game, Noah's absolute favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S6khJNYj9tI/AAAAAAAABdA/j3ps30gTO7c/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S6khJNYj9tI/AAAAAAAABdA/j3ps30gTO7c/s400/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451925266003916498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Much tastiness, and cleaning up after the yummy snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S6khI8HqdsI/AAAAAAAABc4/xyPDoXwlqZs/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S6khI8HqdsI/AAAAAAAABc4/xyPDoXwlqZs/s400/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451925261369636546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Much lounging in a sunny rocker reading board books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S6khIe5FdwI/AAAAAAAABcw/K_4u27sHYPA/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S6khIe5FdwI/AAAAAAAABcw/K_4u27sHYPA/s400/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451925253523863298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S6khzAeIKpI/AAAAAAAABd4/0SMFIPclYQ0/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S6khzAeIKpI/AAAAAAAABd4/0SMFIPclYQ0/s400/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451925984092105362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Much playing of this battered guitar, don't mind the missing string.  Much drooling while browsing online for a new guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, where did March go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-8634187582465294826?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/8634187582465294826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=8634187582465294826' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/8634187582465294826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/8634187582465294826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/03/routine.html' title='routine...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S6khf_WHc5I/AAAAAAAABdo/ckh8emp3lEc/s72-c/030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-4032352901404621983</id><published>2010-03-02T22:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T09:09:17.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I see a bad moon risin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.areavoices.com/astrobob/images/thumbnail/Moon6_17Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://www.areavoices.com/astrobob/images/thumbnail/Moon6_17Small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night at 8 I headed out for a run.  The first time I went running at night I wasn't so sure I liked it, but now I enjoy the quiet dark stillness.  That being said, it was much too dark for me last night and I was puzzled thinking that the last time I was out it had been almost a full moon, had I missed it?  I kept running, looking for the road where I would turn around and was almost ready to just head back into town when the moon began to slowly rise over the mountain in the distance.  I didn't take this photo, but it looked similar, all huge and orange.   A truly beautiful moon.  As it cast a soft light onto the snow covered fields I saw the road then turned around to go home thinking how fortunate I am to live in a place where I can run down a paved road at night, all alone, miles out of town and feel completely comfortable.  No traffic, no people, just a few horses.   To know I had a safe, warm home and family to return to made me whisper a little prayer, gratitude for myself and a blessing for those who are missing those things in life right now.  So very blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-4032352901404621983?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/4032352901404621983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=4032352901404621983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4032352901404621983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4032352901404621983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-see-bad-moon-risin.html' title='I see a bad moon risin&apos;'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-4895258819954678122</id><published>2010-03-02T22:28:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:41:47.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S430_vVIRtI/AAAAAAAABco/iRnHrTeDTMI/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S430_vVIRtI/AAAAAAAABco/iRnHrTeDTMI/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444276900434822866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S4301Cws4yI/AAAAAAAABcg/68TDfRMtMNU/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S4301Cws4yI/AAAAAAAABcg/68TDfRMtMNU/s400/038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444276716672181026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S430z_JWTZI/AAAAAAAABcY/wV8dyk2vyZ0/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S430z_JWTZI/AAAAAAAABcY/wV8dyk2vyZ0/s400/037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444276698521947538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S43zuzFmmjI/AAAAAAAABcQ/Y9gbmCQ-rqQ/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S43zuzFmmjI/AAAAAAAABcQ/Y9gbmCQ-rqQ/s400/035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444275509874039346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Only one post in February, sorry to my many loyal readers :)  Not because life as we know it has not been full, I just haven't felt like blogging.  I admit it, sometimes I really like this venue and other times, I need a break.  But we're back and it's March, the snow is melting and as Noah pointed out the birds are singing so it must be springtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah always takes such good care of Ivy, here she is with every baby doll we own piled on top of her, not minding a bit.  We've had a few days where one of us has been sick, but nothing too bad, just enough to stay home from school though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all officially welcomed home Cody last weekend.  He finished his basketball season, not as well as he and his girls had hoped at the state tournament, but they had an outstanding season.  Sunday morning Lauren and Chloe had made breakfast (very peppery eggs:) for all of us to enjoy and a banner.  While he loves coaching, we all love seeing him more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren and Chloe finished up their basketball season as well.  I think they have a better understanding of the game.  I do have mixed feelings on little league for 3-4 graders.  The not so uptight part of me thinks it's great for social skills and learning the game.  However, since the refs cannot possibly call every little foul and violation I have to wonder if it promotes uneccessary roughness and bad habits (or is that football?)  Either way, they had fun which is all that really matters know anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring where are you??  There is still so much snow here, I'd forgotten how it never melts until May.  I know the pile beneath the kitchen window under the pine tree will be there many more months.  Aah, Idaho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-4895258819954678122?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/4895258819954678122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=4895258819954678122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4895258819954678122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4895258819954678122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/03/march.html' title='March?!'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S430_vVIRtI/AAAAAAAABco/iRnHrTeDTMI/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-5344764375719204862</id><published>2010-02-04T14:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T15:05:51.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXG-O0Gal_o/S1c5HQU_ZtI/AAAAAAAADuc/jo6jFy6D8DA/s400/Valentine-Brownie-Bags.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXG-O0Gal_o/S1c5HQU_ZtI/AAAAAAAADuc/jo6jFy6D8DA/s400/Valentine-Brownie-Bags.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Having way too much fun printing out Valentine freebies this afternoon.   They are so adorable (I think) I had to share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the look of these treat bags.  Get the brownie bag &lt;a href="http://www.twigandthistle.com/blog/2010/01/diy-valentines-day-brownie-bags/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;and the floral design &lt;a href="http://www.twigandthistle.com/blog/2010/01/diy-valentine%E2%80%99s-day-goodie-bags/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Note:  If you are a relative of mine and live in Bancroft I just spoiled your surprise, sorry :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, "&lt;a href="http://nataliejost.com/3037"&gt;cardvelopes.&lt;/a&gt;"  Just print, trim, write your message and fold.  Perfect for little love notes to family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXG-O0Gal_o/S1c5IFsPuQI/AAAAAAAADuk/7YwDiGiynHw/s400/Valentine_Goodie_Bags.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 347px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXG-O0Gal_o/S1c5IFsPuQI/AAAAAAAADuk/7YwDiGiynHw/s400/Valentine_Goodie_Bags.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXG-O0Gal_o/S18Rm2edTVI/AAAAAAAADvc/Q2-JeeNLT6k/s400/printable-valentine.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXG-O0Gal_o/S18Rm2edTVI/AAAAAAAADvc/Q2-JeeNLT6k/s400/printable-valentine.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-5344764375719204862?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/5344764375719204862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=5344764375719204862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5344764375719204862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5344764375719204862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/02/love.html' title='love...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXG-O0Gal_o/S1c5HQU_ZtI/AAAAAAAADuc/jo6jFy6D8DA/s72-c/Valentine-Brownie-Bags.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-4942677413199207706</id><published>2010-02-01T22:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:48:58.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S2e5Wubu_dI/AAAAAAAABcA/bUe0tev3wsc/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S2e5Wubu_dI/AAAAAAAABcA/bUe0tev3wsc/s400/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433515275518410194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S2e5WLTBf2I/AAAAAAAABb4/sN5Wx-Xrt0I/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S2e5WLTBf2I/AAAAAAAABb4/sN5Wx-Xrt0I/s400/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433515266086633314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every Monday morning a group of ladies meet at the church to do Humanitarian service.  I started going for a few reasons:  I like to sew and I like to chat with other ladies, even ones upwards of 80 years.  And it's a bonus that there are often other kids for Noah and Ivy to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ventured out today after it took me nearly a half hour to shovel the walks and snow off the van, wow!  We were quilting on the floor and I was watching Ivy like a hawk since she is drawn to the stage.  The only way up and down is a small staircase which unfortunately I couldn't move since there is a lady there who is nearly blind.  The last time I tried that she almost walked off the stage and I can't bear to have that on my conscience :)  Almost time to go home, just wrapping up the quilt tying and I hear a thud.  Ivy rolled or fell off the stage.  I felt terrible, she has two large bruises/rug burns on her forehead and cheekbone.  She was tired and inconsolable until we arrived home.  As I rocked her to sleep Noah came into her room and was peeking at her wounds.  He said, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Mom, I tried to run fast like Spiderman to catch Ivy, but I didn't make it."&lt;/span&gt;  The love they have for each other makes me smile, how lucky they are to have each other.   These photos were taken today while snuggling in a laundry basket, prior to the tumble.  I think Humanitarian efforts will be put on hold until Ivy's navigating the stage better :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-4942677413199207706?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/4942677413199207706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=4942677413199207706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4942677413199207706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4942677413199207706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/02/friends.html' title='friends...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S2e5Wubu_dI/AAAAAAAABcA/bUe0tev3wsc/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-4266136213080931205</id><published>2010-01-24T21:41:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:52:17.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>put in my place...again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S10i69nTWvI/AAAAAAAABbw/spmpynrSckg/s1600-h/P2140222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S10i69nTWvI/AAAAAAAABbw/spmpynrSckg/s400/P2140222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430535122045852402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I have to take a trip down memory lane with photos to remember how cute and sweet they once were :)  Especially on a Sunday afternoon when this adorable now three year old is tired beyond reason.  I was doing dishes at the sink and he was whining about wanting to play the computer.  He really does play plenty and I don't think it's too much to ask to have just one day where we take a break, maybe it is too much to ask, it was today.  He let out a ear-splitting barbaric scream that just wouldn't stop.  After about 5 seconds I flicked some dishwater on his face.  Anything to put an end to the howling.  I got the reaction I was hoping for- shock, then instant quiet.  No unkind words or raised voice on my part, maybe I should try it more often.  Then I felt terribly unkind as his eyes got especially sober and large and he said, "Mom, Jesus doesn't like it when you throw water on my face."  I wanted to tell him Jesus also wouldn't think yelling at your Mom was a great idea either, but I held my tongue.   Then it was over, smiles and hugs, on to the next thing, which was fortunately a nap- for both of us.  Tired Moms and kids can make a bad combination at times.  At least I know he's listening as a new Sunbeam, something is sinking in   :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-4266136213080931205?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/4266136213080931205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=4266136213080931205' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4266136213080931205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4266136213080931205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/01/put-in-my-placeagain.html' title='put in my place...again'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S10i69nTWvI/AAAAAAAABbw/spmpynrSckg/s72-c/P2140222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-8196074664590495639</id><published>2010-01-20T14:54:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T15:02:03.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping...</title><content type='html'>Last night I was shopping for fabric in Joann's with Aspen and Sarah.  We were deciding if the orange floral print went better with the blue or green solid.   I laughed immediately upon waking this morning mainly because me getting alone time to shop for fabric is certainly a dream these days.  Secondly, I'm quite sure Aspen and Sarah wouldn't be interested in checking out colors with me either since they're too busy playing basketball for Cody.  When his players start entering MY dreams, I think its time for basketball season to be wrapping up.  What say you friends?  Are you with me?  I can't help that basketball is the last topic of the day as we lay in bed :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-8196074664590495639?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/8196074664590495639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=8196074664590495639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/8196074664590495639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/8196074664590495639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/01/shopping.html' title='shopping...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-5652026740463059540</id><published>2010-01-20T14:51:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T14:54:35.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>have your cake but don't eat it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S1d7F1k9DJI/AAAAAAAABbg/gqriIO6E5Rk/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S1d7F1k9DJI/AAAAAAAABbg/gqriIO6E5Rk/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428943216030059666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At what age does one outgrow Play-doh?  We all enjoyed it this past Sunday at one time or another.  Lauren and Chloe won for most elaborate and creative use of the messy stuff though.  What to do on a cold winter's day??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-5652026740463059540?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/5652026740463059540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=5652026740463059540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5652026740463059540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5652026740463059540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/01/have-your-cake-but-dont-eat-it.html' title='have your cake but don&apos;t eat it...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S1d7F1k9DJI/AAAAAAAABbg/gqriIO6E5Rk/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-6041829584151573807</id><published>2010-01-05T23:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T23:21:16.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ivy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0QqmR3NX-I/AAAAAAAABbY/yel7mAQsGNo/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0QqmR3NX-I/AAAAAAAABbY/yel7mAQsGNo/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423506688379281378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0Qql-ZZlgI/AAAAAAAABbQ/lWzVRiiE_bA/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0Qql-ZZlgI/AAAAAAAABbQ/lWzVRiiE_bA/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423506683153978882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard much about kids that like "naked time," but never personally had one, until now.  After dinner when Ivy gets a bit cranky/tired we strip her down to the bare essentials and let her streak through the house.  She loves it, loves being able to pat her chubby belly and find her belly-button.  Today after a diaper change she toted off with the diaper and threw it in the garbage.  I got excited about that and that was the start of a fun game.  I fished out a wallet, a sock, a handful of Legos, and a small book later today.  Now we just need to learn what trash is :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-6041829584151573807?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/6041829584151573807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=6041829584151573807' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6041829584151573807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6041829584151573807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/01/ivy.html' title='Ivy...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0QqmR3NX-I/AAAAAAAABbY/yel7mAQsGNo/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-8126936098566554682</id><published>2010-01-05T23:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T23:13:45.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a new year...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0QooVy1aPI/AAAAAAAABbI/klggd2BopJI/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0QooVy1aPI/AAAAAAAABbI/klggd2BopJI/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423504524771158258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who knew a chalkboard on the wall by the toilet would generate so much conversation?  I love the Wallie that hangs there, it's perfect for random love notes, venting, inspiration, and the subtle reminder to flush.  This week we all jotted down a new year's resolution.  Just in case you're not used to reading 9 year old writing, I'll translate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  To be nice to Tearsy&lt;br /&gt;2.  To play with my kids more&lt;br /&gt;3.  To finish the Old Testament (New-whichever      one we want)&lt;br /&gt;4.  run half marathon&lt;br /&gt;5.  nothing&lt;br /&gt;6.  learn to talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six family members, six goals, can you match them up?  Chloe graciously helped Noah and Ivy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-8126936098566554682?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/8126936098566554682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=8126936098566554682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/8126936098566554682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/8126936098566554682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='a new year...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0QooVy1aPI/AAAAAAAABbI/klggd2BopJI/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-396819275104839652</id><published>2010-01-03T21:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:30:04.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wishes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0FqvVWu98I/AAAAAAAABaw/e24XaPRLdac/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0FqvVWu98I/AAAAAAAABaw/e24XaPRLdac/s400/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422732787749681090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0FqvGFu_uI/AAAAAAAABao/Qe0PAqbEgUc/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0FqvGFu_uI/AAAAAAAABao/Qe0PAqbEgUc/s400/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422732783651847906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0Fqu8Fa8ZI/AAAAAAAABag/_rHhcJVF1wo/s1600-h/P1010052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0Fqu8Fa8ZI/AAAAAAAABag/_rHhcJVF1wo/s400/P1010052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422732780966179218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0Fquv2ARhI/AAAAAAAABaY/CnmVKawY85U/s1600-h/P1010050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0Fquv2ARhI/AAAAAAAABaY/CnmVKawY85U/s400/P1010050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422732777680291346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hoping....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the next four years don't fly by as quickly as the past four have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-they'll still sit on Santa's lap next year  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-they will want to spend a few more New Year's Eve's with their parents playing games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-that $1 will always seem like a generous amount to earn for babysitting for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-these sweeties will always want me to sit on their beds and chat at the end of day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-they will always tell me what's on their minds- tonight it was immature boys, bras, and reading assignments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-they can feel confident and comfortable in their own skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-they will know the makes-my-heart-hurt love I'll always have for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-they will learn that a beautiful girl is not just seen, but respected, admired, and loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I can always hear their laughter coming from upstairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-they know how much I appreciate their help.  How did I get so lucky to have TWO right hand girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So seriously blessed and humbled to be their mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-396819275104839652?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/396819275104839652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=396819275104839652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/396819275104839652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/396819275104839652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/01/wishes.html' title='wishes...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0FqvVWu98I/AAAAAAAABaw/e24XaPRLdac/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-1940366893124923059</id><published>2010-01-03T20:54:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:34:07.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas morning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0FoJ--jB6I/AAAAAAAABaQ/o6nwUidMVHs/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0FoJ--jB6I/AAAAAAAABaQ/o6nwUidMVHs/s400/044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422729947064240034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0FoJdzIZNI/AAAAAAAABaI/LNhnteKMbaU/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0FoJdzIZNI/AAAAAAAABaI/LNhnteKMbaU/s400/043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422729938157987026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Groggy Ives slept until nearly 8, lucky her, the rest of us were up squealing or groaning at 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0FoJMekIoI/AAAAAAAABaA/EBr362kLynQ/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0FoJMekIoI/AAAAAAAABaA/EBr362kLynQ/s400/027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422729933508321922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0FoIwMUXWI/AAAAAAAABZ4/wu21kq6EHIs/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0FoIwMUXWI/AAAAAAAABZ4/wu21kq6EHIs/s400/024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422729925915598178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0FoIrLHSrI/AAAAAAAABZw/s2CtScQUxEo/s1600-h/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0FoIrLHSrI/AAAAAAAABZw/s2CtScQUxEo/s400/065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422729924568369842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0FnMo8q5ZI/AAAAAAAABZo/QhVaY6kOxcU/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0FnMo8q5ZI/AAAAAAAABZo/QhVaY6kOxcU/s400/040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422728893178766738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe, the more journals the better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness Grandpa was there to figure out the train set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how Lauren's peeking over Chloe's shoulder.  It's just as exciting for the other girl since they love the same stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Ivy wanted for Christmas was some measuring spoons and a cardboard box.  Ah, to be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody whipping up his signature omlettes after the mayhem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping yours was merry and bright!  It was a fabulous morning at our house!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-1940366893124923059?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/1940366893124923059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=1940366893124923059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/1940366893124923059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/1940366893124923059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-morning.html' title='Christmas morning...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/S0FoJ--jB6I/AAAAAAAABaQ/o6nwUidMVHs/s72-c/044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-5975133654076405739</id><published>2009-12-17T22:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:28:04.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the burning question...</title><content type='html'>Chloe:  "Mom, if you had seven children, would you cut off your legs if that was the only way you could be with them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  "Um, I guess, I do appreciate my legs quite a bit though."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: "I would cut off my legs so I could be with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll take that as a compliment, I think this &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Heckedy-Peg-Voyager-Hbj-Book/dp/0152336796/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1261113932&amp;amp;sr=8-1#reader_0152336796"&gt;childhood favorite&lt;/a&gt; of mine prompted this random and somewhat grotesque conversation.  I take back my hesitation, Chloe never hesitated.  I'd do ANYTHING for you Chloe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-5975133654076405739?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/5975133654076405739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=5975133654076405739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5975133654076405739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5975133654076405739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/12/chloe-mom-if-you-had-seven-children.html' title='the burning question...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-6400061159810765021</id><published>2009-12-17T21:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:09:10.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>turning 9...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SysL4MZ_D9I/AAAAAAAABZY/WoBnCk1ef_8/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SysL4MZ_D9I/AAAAAAAABZY/WoBnCk1ef_8/s400/019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416436036873949138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As we speak, I'm hosting my first ever sleep-over!  I must say, it has been much easier than any birthday party.  We kept it pretty low-key and unstructured, they each just invited one friend, so maybe it doesn't even qualify?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the glasses.  Are those really MY daughters?  I remember Lauren looking in San Diego at some reading glasses she wanted, she must have been only 4 at the time, so when she spotted these at Claire's last month I knew that would be a big hit.  Craziness to me, I've had glasses and contacts for 25 years, who in their right mind would wear them for fun?  This year they wanted cakes to match the pajamas I made, which turned out to be easy- for once.  They even tasted decent this year, there are firsts for everything I suppose.  It's fun seeing them grow up and experience all the fun girly things that are coming their way.  The four of them are watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Annie&lt;/span&gt; on the couch with popcorn now.  Cody's enjoying their rendition of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; I'm positive.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to take the chance to say how much I love these two.  There were days that I wondered if I was really cut out to be a mom, they've grown with me and been great sports along the way.  I appreciate their helpfulness and humor.  It's truly a pleasure when you enjoy hanging out with your children.  I love you Lauren and Chloe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SysL3mZ8fJI/AAAAAAAABZQ/RWmoE8_l7rE/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SysL3mZ8fJI/AAAAAAAABZQ/RWmoE8_l7rE/s400/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416436026673233042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SysL3deqZtI/AAAAAAAABZI/X-WU1IMY6VY/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SysL3deqZtI/AAAAAAAABZI/X-WU1IMY6VY/s400/016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416436024277100242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SysL3OSEuXI/AAAAAAAABZA/70kZ3QpmhOg/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SysL3OSEuXI/AAAAAAAABZA/70kZ3QpmhOg/s400/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416436020197767538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SysL2vLpa3I/AAAAAAAABY4/wGmp8UG9bBs/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SysL2vLpa3I/AAAAAAAABY4/wGmp8UG9bBs/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416436011849313138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-6400061159810765021?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/6400061159810765021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=6400061159810765021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6400061159810765021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6400061159810765021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/12/turning-9.html' title='turning 9...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SysL4MZ_D9I/AAAAAAAABZY/WoBnCk1ef_8/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-1720413216256145084</id><published>2009-12-08T23:06:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T23:35:58.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the year of the real dead tree...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sx9Dy_AoQ4I/AAAAAAAABYw/6HdgUC8BrIk/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sx9Dy_AoQ4I/AAAAAAAABYw/6HdgUC8BrIk/s400/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413119820309218178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sx8-iQG7jQI/AAAAAAAABYo/jLYSCCm3HXE/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sx8-iQG7jQI/AAAAAAAABYo/jLYSCCm3HXE/s400/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413114035283135746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sx8-iA47l7I/AAAAAAAABYg/ahmBtb00QG4/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sx8-iA47l7I/AAAAAAAABYg/ahmBtb00QG4/s400/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413114031197886386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On one of those crazy de-junking days in mid-July our took our artificial tree to D.I. sure that it would be replaced with something taller, fuller, and pre-lit.  I didn't think twice about it.  I bought it when we were in college and it's seen us through quite a few seasons.  Somehow up to this point, Christmas trees have not made any of my lists, priorities or shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow it is already December 8!   I managed to find all the decor, only half of which actually found a spot in our small home.  But the girls have been relentlessly bugging us about a tree.  Personally this year, I could have managed o.k. without one, well, maybe not, but we do have a one year old residing with us.  That didn't excite me too much.  Last night Cody found one and brought it home.  Today while assembling the stand and putting in up I told Noah we have a real tree this year, but he insisted it was not real, but instead dead.  Wise. I guess he's right and the thought of chopping one down every year just seems silly when you can have a perfectly good fake one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I found it impossible to string the lights or bead garland on in any graceful or organized manner, the branches poked out or were missing entirely in all the wrong places.  I then surrendered to the inevitable.  The kids loved it.  Once I got the lights on I just let them have free reign to put whatever wherever, which isn't my style at all.  I don't need a designer tree, but I have been known to hide away a few of the school made ornaments (shame-but tell me you haven't wanted to also!)  (See the lovely bead wreath.)  I usually rearrange some of the "ornament clumps", but nah, not this year.  It's going au naturel in all of it's clumpy glory.  It was a decent enough tree, there are a few spots that look as if a large animal took a bite, but it's tall and thin and fits the little space it was alloted in our living room.  Sometimes it's refreshing to just let things be, perfectly imperfect.  Hey, it's only a month right?  And it does smell terrific!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-1720413216256145084?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/1720413216256145084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=1720413216256145084' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/1720413216256145084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/1720413216256145084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/12/year-of-real-dead-tree.html' title='the year of the real dead tree...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sx9Dy_AoQ4I/AAAAAAAABYw/6HdgUC8BrIk/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-1382382165287101543</id><published>2009-12-08T22:59:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T23:05:36.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jammin in our jammies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sx889zoy-II/AAAAAAAABYQ/mh0rLJmANvM/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sx889zoy-II/AAAAAAAABYQ/mh0rLJmANvM/s400/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413112309653633154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On my birthday I had the pleasure of attending the 1st-4th grade music concert, Jammin in our Jammies.  Everyone wore their pajamas and we enjoyed rousing renditions of many favorite Christmas tunes.  Good thing I took two pictures to prove I was actually there.  I spent nearly the entire concert chasing Ivy around in the hallway.  Ah, what a happy day it will be when we can all go somewhere and sit and listen- whether it be church, the movies, or concerts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sx889lyzkbI/AAAAAAAABYI/Xga43aPlyq8/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sx889lyzkbI/AAAAAAAABYI/Xga43aPlyq8/s400/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413112305937519026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren and Chloe's class started the instruments last year, so they had some catching up to do.  I think they did alright, but honestly it's hard to tell, maybe that's good!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-1382382165287101543?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/1382382165287101543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=1382382165287101543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/1382382165287101543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/1382382165287101543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/12/jammin-in-our-jammies.html' title='jammin in our jammies'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sx889zoy-II/AAAAAAAABYQ/mh0rLJmANvM/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-6501191701765542570</id><published>2009-12-01T23:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T23:37:19.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>comfort...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SxYIzBOezXI/AAAAAAAABYA/IgzcPM077Wo/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SxYIzBOezXI/AAAAAAAABYA/IgzcPM077Wo/s400/061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410521674927754610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning 32 today I had the sweet realization that I've known Cody for over half of those years.  Wow, I'm really old :)  It's incredible to me how time and so many shared experiences can endear you to someone,  how you become like each other in some ways, and yet still appreciate your differences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comfort is lying on the bed eating chocolate, kids asleep, house quiet, talking about our days.  What made us laugh, what was frustrating, what hilarious things the kids said, future plans...the perfect ending to my day.  Love you Cody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-6501191701765542570?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/6501191701765542570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=6501191701765542570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6501191701765542570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6501191701765542570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/12/comfort.html' title='comfort...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SxYIzBOezXI/AAAAAAAABYA/IgzcPM077Wo/s72-c/061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-4023653316397221039</id><published>2009-11-30T14:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T14:26:04.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d2ceoshttpcontent.com.edgesuite.net/d2ceoscontent/photo/pro/thumbnails/20091030/b8a893b8-1fe3-44aa-8a29-0bdf4bc67a3e/thumbnail_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 590px; height: 590px;" src="http://d2ceoshttpcontent.com.edgesuite.net/d2ceoscontent/photo/pro/thumbnails/20091030/b8a893b8-1fe3-44aa-8a29-0bdf4bc67a3e/thumbnail_8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a serious mushy spot in my heart for a man (better yet &lt;a href="http://www.sncmusic.com/"&gt;men&lt;/a&gt;) in suits singing a capella.  Blame it on my college years, their dashing good looks, or those voices, but I just might have to treat myself to their new Christmas CD.  It is my birthday tomorrow after all  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-4023653316397221039?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/4023653316397221039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=4023653316397221039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4023653316397221039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4023653316397221039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/11/mmm.html' title='mmm...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-2931057997021743874</id><published>2009-11-26T00:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T00:14:55.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a Thanksgiving sampler...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sw4p59OQeFI/AAAAAAAABX4/pKR_1I8XhnU/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sw4p59OQeFI/AAAAAAAABX4/pKR_1I8XhnU/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408306278182189138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sw4p5UD5i5I/AAAAAAAABXw/F5GlXTVWwlc/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sw4p5UD5i5I/AAAAAAAABXw/F5GlXTVWwlc/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408306267132890002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A calorie free treat for Thanksgiving brought to you by Chloe.  Oh, the reams of paper this household goes through is staggering.  My personal favorite is the turkey pondering his fate.  Mmm, speaking of calories, can't wait for the white chocolate pumpkin cheesecake with gingersnap crust.  That's seriously the recipe title.  And the loads of yummy food at my Mom's place.  What's not to be thankful for??  Good food and and even better family.  Have a terrific holiday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-2931057997021743874?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/2931057997021743874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=2931057997021743874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/2931057997021743874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/2931057997021743874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-sampler.html' title='a Thanksgiving sampler...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sw4p59OQeFI/AAAAAAAABX4/pKR_1I8XhnU/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-3539292435086401817</id><published>2009-11-20T15:56:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T16:21:13.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling like home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sd149.com/j%20311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 407px;" src="http://www.sd149.com/j%20311.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing it's safe to assume Noah is feeling quite at home and comfortable here.  Yesterday morning he took a bath, got dressed and asked for me to help him put on his shoes and socks.  It was almost 10:30, I told him we weren't leaving for school yet and did he still want to put them on.  he doesn't care much for either if we're just at home.  Yes, let's put them on.  He made some passing comment about going to school all by himself and I said, let's wait until after lunch.  Preschool starts at 1:30.  I went into Ivy's room to put her down for a nap.  And I must say, I like that time in my day, relaxing time to read and sit down.  Noah has always been very good about playing while I get her to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone rings three different times and finally I can escape to answer it.  The last caller is Cody, asking me if I know where Noah is.  He's apparently at school, without a jacket, but he did grab his backpack, sitting with Cody in his class!!  It's obvious he does know the way to school, we live only a couple blocks away- not city blocks mind you :)  Luckily my visiting teacher recognized him and took him to Cody.  I'm sure he didn't see a single moving vehicle on his way in this one horse town, but nonetheless we did chat about Mom always accompanying him to preschool.  I think he sees his sisters leave and go places by themselves often enough he figured he could give it a try.  When I gave him a hug I could tell he'd been crying and he tearfully confided, "Mom, I just wanted to come to school."  And who can blame him, half our family was there.  I hope I never have to remind him of how excited he was about school someday when&lt;br /&gt;it's not so exciting :)  Love you Noah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-3539292435086401817?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/3539292435086401817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=3539292435086401817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3539292435086401817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3539292435086401817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/11/feeling-like-home.html' title='feeling like home...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-5372600320348278929</id><published>2009-11-15T23:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T23:32:33.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ivy's 1st birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SwDwifJqKkI/AAAAAAAABXo/Ykge99Lbmqg/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SwDwifJqKkI/AAAAAAAABXo/Ykge99Lbmqg/s400/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404584028112824898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SwDwh1-hPFI/AAAAAAAABXg/8gC7A8UAoTE/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SwDwh1-hPFI/AAAAAAAABXg/8gC7A8UAoTE/s400/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404584017060248658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How fast can a year go- FAST I tell you!  Ivy turned one on the 12th and we finally got around to a proper celebration this afternoon, the weekdays have become a bit crazy.  How fortunate we can have cousins, grandparents and everyone so close to have fun with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivy was pretty much oblivious to all the partying, good thing she had plenty of helpers who were much more excited about presents than she was!  I love the expression on her face- albeit blurry- when we presented her cake to her.  I think the flame was like nothing she'd seen yet.  And by far, the cleanest and generally untouched cake of all the first birthdays I've witnessed.  Just like Ivy, dainty and sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how after a baby joins your family it's hard to imagine what life was even like prior to that day, as if they'd always been a part of you somewhere, somehow.  We love you dearly Ivy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SwDwhvBjChI/AAAAAAAABXY/86dAhEIHhdk/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SwDwhvBjChI/AAAAAAAABXY/86dAhEIHhdk/s400/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404584015193901586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-5372600320348278929?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/5372600320348278929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=5372600320348278929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5372600320348278929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5372600320348278929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/11/ivys-1st-birthday.html' title='Ivy&apos;s 1st birthday!'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SwDwifJqKkI/AAAAAAAABXo/Ykge99Lbmqg/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-7501509525277183088</id><published>2009-11-11T21:58:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:12:41.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>deja vu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvuXXKMv7UI/AAAAAAAABXQ/y7zattLJPhE/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvuXXKMv7UI/AAAAAAAABXQ/y7zattLJPhE/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403078602091654466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvuXW8j0gZI/AAAAAAAABXI/mojPtJqozqk/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvuXW8j0gZI/AAAAAAAABXI/mojPtJqozqk/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403078598430327186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does a face so loving and sweet inflict such a nasty ouchy on a boy as equally loving and sweet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I'm asking questions, what is it about little girls, little Hansen girls specifically?  For six torturous months from one year to 18 months Lauren and Chloe's forearms were covered with bite marks-from each other!  I was always ultra conscious of them and what people might think.  Once they learned to say no, or either get out of the other's way the situation improved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here we are, 8 years later with another biter I'm afraid.  In defense of Ivy however, Noah does really get in her (and my!) personal space sometimes.  She hasn't quite mastered how to politely tell him so as I have.  But still, biting!?  It drives me crazy, she's too young to understand NO yet, so I've been coaching Noah that his best defense when he sees her lunging towards him, mouth gaping, four shining teeth, the obvious "AAHH" sound, is to get the heck out of the way!  He will learn, as will she, soon Noah hopes.  And just for the record, he is a great brother, he just appreciates physical play more than the rest of us combined.  Poor guy, all he could muster was "Why is Ivy a bad baby?"  with tears of course :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-7501509525277183088?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/7501509525277183088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=7501509525277183088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/7501509525277183088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/7501509525277183088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/11/deja-vu.html' title='deja vu...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvuXXKMv7UI/AAAAAAAABXQ/y7zattLJPhE/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-595123646475114511</id><published>2009-11-10T14:21:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T14:47:24.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>comforts of fall...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Svne8RntdpI/AAAAAAAABWY/5iYzeJMcIKA/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Svne8RntdpI/AAAAAAAABWY/5iYzeJMcIKA/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402594355111098002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvnaMjGyhYI/AAAAAAAABWQ/JeJQ2UHSmAw/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvnaMjGyhYI/AAAAAAAABWQ/JeJQ2UHSmAw/s400/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402589137124623746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be known- I love fall.  I realize fall is on it's way out and winter is coming.  The prospect of a winter here in Bancroft is a gloomy thought with traveling and all, but today is a crisp fall day.  Something about the change in season makes me want to put away the green salads and move onto warm hearty soups, or warm rich brownies in today's case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah, always willing to sample anything in the kitchen, will probably know a lot about cooking when he leaves home, or at least be able to bake a mean dessert.  These little bites are super rich, thus the small size.  After snitching multiple times in the frostings I couldn't even stomach one, but I know they'll be delish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layered Mint Chocolate Brownies&lt;br /&gt;Brownie:&lt;br /&gt;1 C butter&lt;br /&gt;2/3 C cocoa powder&lt;br /&gt;2 C sugar&lt;br /&gt;4 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 C flour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mint Frosting:&lt;br /&gt;1/2 C butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;1 lb. powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;1-3 Tbl milk&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp. mint extract (I used essential oil)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate topping:&lt;br /&gt;1 C semi-sweet chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;1/4 C butter (noticing a pattern here?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix butter cocoa, and sugar.  Add eggs one a a time, mixing well after each.  Stir in flour.  Spread into a greased 9 by 12 pan.  Bake at 350 for 25 minutes, cool completely.&lt;br /&gt;Mix butter and powdered sugar, add only enough milk for a smooth consistency.  Add mint and green food coloring.  Frosting will be thick, spread over brownie layer and refrigerate until firm.&lt;br /&gt;Melt chocolate chips with butter in microwave stir well to combine.  Pour over frosted brownies, covering completely, refrigerate until topping is hard and set.  Cut into small squares, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another love of mine is lentils.  Must have been because I lived in Moscow for so long and enjoyed &lt;a href="http://www.lentilfest.com/"&gt;these.&lt;/a&gt;  Anyway, I used to get these fantastic red lentils at the Food Co-op, but haven't been able to find them around here.  I was excited to find them at &lt;a href="http://waltonfeed.com/"&gt;Walton's Feed&lt;/a&gt; last week.  (Sorry for all the links, Walton's is great though if you're ever in the area.)  It's a good thing I like them since they came in 25 lb. bags.  Lots of lentils...today we're trying &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Sweet-Potato-Carrot-Apple-and-Red-Lentil-Soup/Detail.aspx"&gt;this recipe&lt;/a&gt;, hoping it's yummy, it smells good in the crock pot now.  Mmm, here's to fall cooking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-595123646475114511?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/595123646475114511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=595123646475114511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/595123646475114511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/595123646475114511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/11/comforts-of-fall.html' title='comforts of fall...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Svne8RntdpI/AAAAAAAABWY/5iYzeJMcIKA/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-6010781022542984131</id><published>2009-11-07T08:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T08:40:40.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more 10.31.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvWUmUbqsCI/AAAAAAAABV4/kLLCLOIdkdE/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvWUmUbqsCI/AAAAAAAABV4/kLLCLOIdkdE/s400/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401386714141470754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvWUmLY7UzI/AAAAAAAABVw/X7uDHf2CKto/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvWUmLY7UzI/AAAAAAAABVw/X7uDHf2CKto/s400/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401386711714059058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor little ones, a bit tired, cold, and wondering what was up!  Ivy started to cry when she woke up from her nap and saw me, guess I did look scary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-6010781022542984131?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/6010781022542984131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=6010781022542984131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6010781022542984131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6010781022542984131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-103109.html' title='more 10.31.09'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvWUmUbqsCI/AAAAAAAABV4/kLLCLOIdkdE/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-9148290096477914391</id><published>2009-11-07T08:29:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T08:38:02.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10.31.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvWS4ccAP8I/AAAAAAAABVo/wPbsjD1vvl8/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvWS4ccAP8I/AAAAAAAABVo/wPbsjD1vvl8/s400/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401384826504757186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvWS4N_VD2I/AAAAAAAABVg/GwbcFPEsKs8/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvWS4N_VD2I/AAAAAAAABVg/GwbcFPEsKs8/s400/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401384822626389858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvWS34Uun9I/AAAAAAAABVY/VjkZcsqIPJg/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvWS34Uun9I/AAAAAAAABVY/VjkZcsqIPJg/s400/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401384816810565586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvWS3hztQzI/AAAAAAAABVQ/nlQbA8acQx0/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvWS3hztQzI/AAAAAAAABVQ/nlQbA8acQx0/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401384810766484274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvWS3fDDzeI/AAAAAAAABVI/V1UPbPs5KV0/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvWS3fDDzeI/AAAAAAAABVI/V1UPbPs5KV0/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401384810025569762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween- it was a cold night this year.  Fun aunt Shay and Steve came down to visit, trick or treat, and see little Callie.  Lauren and Chloe ADORE Shay, all morning they bustled around the house, tidying rooms.  "Our house has to be sparkling for Aunt Shay Mom!"  Please come more often...please?  It was fun walking around town, it's been a long time since we did that, no warm mall or trunk or treats, just the old-fashioned way.  The kids didn't get a ton of candy either which is always good, just enough to enjoy for a few days, not so much to send them into a  sugar coma.  We had quite a few trick or treaters too.  Our next sugary holiday is Ivy's birthday- can't believe that girl is one next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-9148290096477914391?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/9148290096477914391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=9148290096477914391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/9148290096477914391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/9148290096477914391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/11/103109.html' title='10.31.09'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SvWS4ccAP8I/AAAAAAAABVo/wPbsjD1vvl8/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-5842256732851518085</id><published>2009-10-29T21:40:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:36:31.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a preview...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SupqK7pkImI/AAAAAAAABVA/beow_QoLzUI/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SupqK7pkImI/AAAAAAAABVA/beow_QoLzUI/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398243839400223330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Supp-mJi9bI/AAAAAAAABU4/Hi_1yagTTdY/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Supp-mJi9bI/AAAAAAAABU4/Hi_1yagTTdY/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398243627470353842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Supp-QiWrII/AAAAAAAABUw/KJcBfWbKFbY/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Supp-QiWrII/AAAAAAAABUw/KJcBfWbKFbY/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398243621668826242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SuppxIuaN_I/AAAAAAAABUo/HCcrW1P4Sx8/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SuppxIuaN_I/AAAAAAAABUo/HCcrW1P4Sx8/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398243396233607154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is upon us, not my favorite holiday, but having kids always makes it more fun.  Today I made these witch brooms for our ward party.  They were easy and quite yummy, just a cookie on a stick.  In the mayhem that can only be a ward party I witnessed children waving them at each other sword-style, so I assume they were a hit with the younger crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a grand total of 8 pumpkins here this year.   Some bought at the store for a smokin' price and some more at an even better price- free.  The girls begged and pestered so finally Sunday we decided to carve them.  Five minutes into scooping out the innards I hear complaining.  But it wasn't even fazing me, I was having WAY too much fun drilling pumpkins.   The only disappointment was having just two drill bits to work with.  Too many home remodeling projects, apparently Cody had broken them.  He was stunned when I told him he better buy more and lots of them, for next year's pumpkins of course.  The drilling was super messy and after the carving and cleaning up of six of the eight beauties I called it a night. The next day I spent a half an hour getting the seeds ready to cook, thinking of everything I could have accomplished other than separating seeds from gunk.   What a labor of love, sometimes my 'waste not want not' trait is a serious flaw.  Then in an effort to get them toasted just perfectly I burnt one of only two huge pans.  Ugh, you notice there's no picture here, so you can keep on believing that everything in my kitchen comes out just lovely.  Thankfully Cody prefers things a bit on the dark brown side.   What a good pair- Cody and my cooking.  He graciously declared them "just right."  What a nice lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, speaking of lovely, I had to get some close up shots of the girls.  I never buy school pictures, which I feel a teeny bit guilty about, but I don't like them.  So lots of in-your-face shots the girls despise happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, happy halloween to all!  I'm sure there will be more pictures of the crew- pumpkins and children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely unrelated note- I am an aunt once again to a sweet little gal named Callie Anne!  Congrats to Loren and Carrie!  I forgot how big Ivy was until I saw this precious girl today.  Ivy was captivated!  She loves baby dolls and seeing one that made cute sounds and moved was just her thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SupgzwksvpI/AAAAAAAABTw/Ab_byCTGXQ4/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SupgzwksvpI/AAAAAAAABTw/Ab_byCTGXQ4/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398233545685384850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-5842256732851518085?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/5842256732851518085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=5842256732851518085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5842256732851518085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5842256732851518085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/10/preview.html' title='a preview...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SupqK7pkImI/AAAAAAAABVA/beow_QoLzUI/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-4400930293118436173</id><published>2009-10-19T10:28:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T10:54:15.602-06:00</updated><title type='text'>spookiness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/StyZpIG71JI/AAAAAAAABTo/pF9GxjlDW7k/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/StyZpIG71JI/AAAAAAAABTo/pF9GxjlDW7k/s400/019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394355385513268370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/StyZo7N8-II/AAAAAAAABTg/IlaGYDCsWEM/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/StyZo7N8-II/AAAAAAAABTg/IlaGYDCsWEM/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394355382053042306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/StyZXNEVGtI/AAAAAAAABTY/Q90OzN7LPg0/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/StyZXNEVGtI/AAAAAAAABTY/Q90OzN7LPg0/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394355077606873810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/StyZWSVtvpI/AAAAAAAABTQ/iz_AgArjszg/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/StyZWSVtvpI/AAAAAAAABTQ/iz_AgArjszg/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394355061842099858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/StyZV9nK2TI/AAAAAAAABTI/sSpbWiVEo_A/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/StyZV9nK2TI/AAAAAAAABTI/sSpbWiVEo_A/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394355056278165810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just realized today that Halloween is next weekend, better get crackin' on costumes.   I've been too busy sewing quilts and other items for the &lt;a href="http://schoolhouseinnfair.blogspot.com/"&gt;craft fair&lt;/a&gt; this coming weekend.  I'm excited I hope I can clear out some old Etsy stuff and start some new projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls are going crazy with Halloween crafts!  Lauren checked out a book at the library and they've made ghosts hanging throughout the house. The shrunken apple heads- we'll post an after picture later- and necklaces with more to come I'm afraid.  I wanted to do a fun pumpkin display by the front door, but not being close to any stores has made me a bit lazy perhaps.  It seems food, fabric, and other things take priority to spiderwebs and pumpkins.  What a shame, try telling that to an 8 year old.  Pumpkins are coming next week- I promise!  Chloe is going to be a pirate and Lauren a hula/Hawaiian girl.  The pirate costume is still in the works.  Noah and Ivy are undecided for now.  We'll just raid the dress-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is getting busier too.  Lauren and Chloe are playing volleyball and I'm helping coach them.  They are on a 3rd/4th grade team, it's pretty comical really- kids that age just don't quite have the timing down.  But they are learning the basics of the game and having fun, which is all that really matters at this age anyway.  I'd forgotten how much I liked playing volleyball, it's been fun to help out.  Noah is going to preschool 2 afternoons a week.  It's a great outing for him, he often wakes up and asks where we're going today, and most often the answer is "nowhere."  He used to run errands and shop with me all the time.  I think he now dreads the marathon shopping days, but he's a good sport.  Ivy has taken just a couple steps and unless my memory is failing me (possible)  she is by far the baby most into climbing.  Stairs, small tables and chairs, into baskets and cupboards.  She has three good babysitters though who don't let her get into too much trouble.  I'll often hear "Ivy Robenia Hansen!"- that's Noah alerting me there's mischief...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody is nearing the end of football season, hoping for some state championship action.  He's excited for basketball too, even it is is girls basketball.  We had Pipsy spayed this week, which makes her officially ours I suppose.  Not a moment too soon in my opinion, she has WAY too many visitors.  I think there is a problem with cats in this town, too many without owners.  Anyway, from our neck in the woods, things look a little rainy, but good.  Hoping to meet a new niece or nephew this week!!  Happy birthing Carrie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-4400930293118436173?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/4400930293118436173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=4400930293118436173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4400930293118436173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4400930293118436173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/10/spookiness.html' title='spookiness...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/StyZpIG71JI/AAAAAAAABTo/pF9GxjlDW7k/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-517759569754374499</id><published>2009-10-07T09:02:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T09:14:01.698-06:00</updated><title type='text'>before and after...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Ssyt4g9IjnI/AAAAAAAABRg/Olu_GfQ2TrA/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Ssyt4g9IjnI/AAAAAAAABRg/Olu_GfQ2TrA/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389874040486268530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Ssyt4D8N37I/AAAAAAAABRY/BDpUrFWSHog/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Ssyt4D8N37I/AAAAAAAABRY/BDpUrFWSHog/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389874032697794482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Ssyt3ziCQ9I/AAAAAAAABRQ/WmeIxJL6jQw/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Ssyt3ziCQ9I/AAAAAAAABRQ/WmeIxJL6jQw/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389874028293014482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, the beauties of having another older home, the fun little projects that come, just a little sarcasm intended. :) I do like the small projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After years of surviving the ugliness, but practicality of mini blinds I have to share this, what I wish I'd known about three homes ago.  Some industrious chick- not me- figured out how to make Roman shades out of blinds.  Pure genius I say, they still function perfectly, but without the dust and no style of mini blinds.   Plus, I'd purchased a pattern to make Roman shades and it completely intimidated me with all the supplies I'd need.  I think they're just about perfect in the kitchen.  I'd never worked with the Fabritac glue she recommended, but it did give me some fits.  I had to spread it very thin with a plastic spoon to avoid having it bleed through the fabric and show, but overall, it's an easy no-sew project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much better, don't you think!  Check out her&lt;a href="http://littlegreennotebook.blogspot.com/2009/02/make-shades-out-of-mini-blinds.html"&gt; tutorial&lt;/a&gt; and dismantle your blinds, it's liberating!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-517759569754374499?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/517759569754374499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=517759569754374499' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/517759569754374499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/517759569754374499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/10/before-and-after.html' title='before and after...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Ssyt4g9IjnI/AAAAAAAABRg/Olu_GfQ2TrA/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-9100404541194120493</id><published>2009-10-06T12:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T12:57:43.048-06:00</updated><title type='text'>KIVA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3-2.kiva.org/img/w450h360/386309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 448px; height: 336px;" src="http://s3-2.kiva.org/img/w450h360/386309.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What an awesome site! Check out &lt;a href="http://www.kiva.org/app.php?page=home"&gt;Kiva&lt;/a&gt;, someone making a loan every 16 seconds.   I love the idea of helping someone on the other side of the world improve their life circumstances.  What a beautiful concept, I think this lady will receive my gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a Afi Mawuli Sessi who opened a store for selling sewing supplies in her district of Avénou in Lomé.  She got started in this commerce in 2008 because most tailors and seamstresses in the area were compelled to go far, all over the place at the Grand Market, in order to supply themselves.  Right now, she's receiving orders from all the tailors, which therefore allows her to do a good business.  Her work also enables her bring to her husband her financial share of educating their two children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To renew her presently exhausted inventory, she's requesting a WAGES loan to order some overcasting thread, sewing machine thread, and some good-quality cloth and damask fabrics of different motifs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-9100404541194120493?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/9100404541194120493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=9100404541194120493' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/9100404541194120493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/9100404541194120493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/10/kiva.html' title='KIVA...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-8673271056582802563</id><published>2009-10-06T12:33:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T12:38:58.181-06:00</updated><title type='text'>uh oh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SsuOQUTyL6I/AAAAAAAABQ8/eBo4iAXtxqg/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SsuOQUTyL6I/AAAAAAAABQ8/eBo4iAXtxqg/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389557790059671458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SsuN_MC48MI/AAAAAAAABQ0/EFGw4fcvfic/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SsuN_MC48MI/AAAAAAAABQ0/EFGw4fcvfic/s400/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389557495783551170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew the day was coming, maybe hoping it wasn't quite so soon.  How does a baby learn a spiral staircase?    One with holes larger than her?  Here's before and after shots, it's apparently lots of fun to climb, but we already knew that with the other three kids that play, do chin-ups, hang, and throw things off of it.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-8673271056582802563?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/8673271056582802563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=8673271056582802563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/8673271056582802563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/8673271056582802563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/10/uh-oh.html' title='uh oh...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SsuOQUTyL6I/AAAAAAAABQ8/eBo4iAXtxqg/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-8020066149037008253</id><published>2009-09-27T23:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:25:55.711-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pipsy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SsBHVfGy9JI/AAAAAAAABQY/Rx67e0dS3nA/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SsBHVfGy9JI/AAAAAAAABQY/Rx67e0dS3nA/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386383588787942546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SsBHUvd_ukI/AAAAAAAABQM/uX5brjJsFH0/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SsBHUvd_ukI/AAAAAAAABQM/uX5brjJsFH0/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386383576000346690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are, still getting pets.  This little kitty, Pipsy, has a crazy story, as it seems all our furry friends do.  Grandma brought her from an older lady in town who is recovering from surgery and wasn't able to care for her.  After dropping her off, she promptly ran away and we didn't see her for about a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But surprising us all she returned and has claimed the huge tree in the backyard as her post.  She was quite skittish and shy, but is now very friendly and playful.  Noah affectionately calls her "my pet kitty."  He loves that he can pick her up and she tolerates his small hands partially holding and squeezing the life out of her :)  He's had some cats scratch him and a couple dogs nip him, so a gentle animal is just what he needs.  She was previously an indoor cat and runs inside our home quite frequently.  And of course, you know I'm getting badgered about just making her an indoor kitty again.  My only (valid) excuse is that we are renting, and no landlords appreciate pets tearing things apart right?!  I'll just do some shopping for a nice little heat pad for what I'm thinking might be a long winter ahead.  Love you little Pips!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-8020066149037008253?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/8020066149037008253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=8020066149037008253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/8020066149037008253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/8020066149037008253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/09/pipsy.html' title='Pipsy...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SsBHVfGy9JI/AAAAAAAABQY/Rx67e0dS3nA/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-3764209729850117494</id><published>2009-09-18T22:33:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:47:16.441-06:00</updated><title type='text'>better than Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SrRh35XpHpI/AAAAAAAABQE/RZU_zInm1LU/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SrRh35XpHpI/AAAAAAAABQE/RZU_zInm1LU/s400/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383035067535269522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SrRfdSOP4SI/AAAAAAAABP8/m872BtuoWXs/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SrRfdSOP4SI/AAAAAAAABP8/m872BtuoWXs/s400/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383032411327029538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SrRfc4pNruI/AAAAAAAABP0/cV3ilFBRCHU/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SrRfc4pNruI/AAAAAAAABP0/cV3ilFBRCHU/s400/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383032404460809954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really should have slowed down in the unpacking of the toy boxes.  Every time we crack one open, it's instant fun for a little while at least.   I finally cleared out three huge boxes of games and toys from the girls loft, hooray.  It looks much cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren and Chloe have started declaring random days, "Noah Day" "Ivy Day" or my personal fave "Mom Day."  This means extra helping, kind words and deeds to make that person feel special.  Today it was Noah's turn.  I always thought puppet theaters were the coolest toys ever.  I think I wanted it more than they did, but it got some good use this afternoon.  Tell me Noah does not looked totally captivated by the saga of the fireman and the frog!  What a good sport, he even gave up the good chairs to Zilly and Gumdrop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to see the four of them playing so well together.  I needed that mental image to buoy me up as we went to get potatoes, the park, and the grocery store later today.  We (I)  couldn't handle the library after the three previous stops.  I think they will all gradually adjust.  I have been hearing a lot of comments along the lines of "why does it take so long to get somewhere?"   The short answer to that lies in the fact that we are so far from anywhere!  Our family spoke last week in church and I joked that the only thing here was good people- it's true in all regards!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-3764209729850117494?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/3764209729850117494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=3764209729850117494' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3764209729850117494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3764209729850117494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/09/better-than-christmas.html' title='better than Christmas...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SrRh35XpHpI/AAAAAAAABQE/RZU_zInm1LU/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-2293861793939277354</id><published>2009-09-10T22:00:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T10:15:32.195-06:00</updated><title type='text'>baby love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SqnOIjR9PAI/AAAAAAAABPk/TeTXrgGFoA0/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SqnOIjR9PAI/AAAAAAAABPk/TeTXrgGFoA0/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380057876175600642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SqnMP7cVurI/AAAAAAAABPc/j_aKc8ynzss/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SqnMP7cVurI/AAAAAAAABPc/j_aKc8ynzss/s400/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380055803897428658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SqnMGxGon3I/AAAAAAAABPU/3Js_T7wWuwM/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SqnMGxGon3I/AAAAAAAABPU/3Js_T7wWuwM/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380055646503214962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made soup today for the first time in a long while, it feels good to wake up to a fall chill in the air and brew some tea.  Last week was the first football game of Cody's season, they did well, hung in there until the last quarter or so.  I feel badly I know so little about football, maybe I'd enjoy it more.  I think I needed to play it to really understand it, too late for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think I do have another new hobby which I find far more stimulating than football- quilting.  I am a novice in every sense of the word, I think I actually prefer the simpler patterns even.  I've been itching to make something with vintage bed linens for a long while now.  Just had other things on my plate- moving, school starting, music lessons...but it is amazing what you can accomplish when you can't run out every other morning and "run errands."  (I think that was actually a cover for "shopping!")  I finished binding this sweet little baby quilt today.   I think I may have to do a twin sized one with a sham when Ivy moves to a real bed.  I'm most excited that its possible and completely doable to free motion quilt on the machine and get that timeless crinkley look that I love so much.  It was fun to do and I'm afraid I might be addicted, but there could be worse addictions right?!  Fabric has always been a weak point in general.  I've got some fleece Christmas projects in the works too.  So when the day is done you just may find me in the basement sewing with the spiders :)  Happy weekend- ours starts tomorrow.  I'm adjusting REALLY quickly to no school on Fridays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opinions?  Do you think it needs more color?  Solid strips of fabric between all the squares?  It was mostly a trial run, so I wasn't too particular about what patterns went where.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-2293861793939277354?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/2293861793939277354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=2293861793939277354' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/2293861793939277354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/2293861793939277354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-love.html' title='baby love...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SqnOIjR9PAI/AAAAAAAABPk/TeTXrgGFoA0/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-3609646751367105080</id><published>2009-08-31T21:36:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:47:55.411-06:00</updated><title type='text'>top readers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpyXOCk7iSI/AAAAAAAABOs/a9_ICTKnE64/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpyXOCk7iSI/AAAAAAAABOs/a9_ICTKnE64/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376338322639259938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpyXCEYrnWI/AAAAAAAABOk/uhqMf0X4ml4/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpyXCEYrnWI/AAAAAAAABOk/uhqMf0X4ml4/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376338116966325602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpyXBXD1Q-I/AAAAAAAABOc/yT0JtAAv3ko/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpyXBXD1Q-I/AAAAAAAABOc/yT0JtAAv3ko/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376338104799282146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lauren and Chloe are really enjoying school here at North Gem Elementary.  I guess all my worries were unfounded, thank goodness.  They have P.E. twice a week instead of once.  The music class teaches general music, then strings and guitar for the latter part of the year.  Pretty cool, I'm of course happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today they burst through the door with these huge lollipops.  Noah promptly burst into tears, since he didn't have one.  They earned them for reading, an incentive.  And to think all we had was Book It- free Pizza Hut pizzas.  Did anyone else have that program?  I used to love those personal pan pizzas.  Probably since we didn't eat out often, much like my life now- again- no good restaurants in the vicinity.  But the good people make up for it I suppose.  And the bugs- TONS of bugs in this house.  I can handle regular house bugs, but this daily killing of brown spiders on the stairs has got to stop soon.  And all these walks with my Mom after the kidlets are in bed- so worth it- so fun to live THAT close.  Still wishing I could just jet to the fabric store for a morning though- what is my deal?!  I have some windows that need some lovely fabric- more on that later.  Have a wonderful week...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-3609646751367105080?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/3609646751367105080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=3609646751367105080' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3609646751367105080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3609646751367105080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/08/top-readers.html' title='top readers...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpyXOCk7iSI/AAAAAAAABOs/a9_ICTKnE64/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-7949830040362083582</id><published>2009-08-26T21:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:46:09.439-06:00</updated><title type='text'>at home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpYBGHpj4MI/AAAAAAAABOM/6_pmcsnruXU/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpYBGHpj4MI/AAAAAAAABOM/6_pmcsnruXU/s400/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374484409957474498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpYBFpcSFrI/AAAAAAAABOE/yGwWRVIwbbY/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpYBFpcSFrI/AAAAAAAABOE/yGwWRVIwbbY/s400/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374484401848719026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah and Ivy, hanging at home now that the girls are back in school.  Noah always misses them leaving, but he found some huge and muddy puddles to play in instead of tormenting his sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These cute little daisies grow outside our house, I always want to pick them and wear them.  They look cutest on Ivy Robenia though.  Love that girl, love those eyes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-7949830040362083582?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/7949830040362083582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=7949830040362083582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/7949830040362083582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/7949830040362083582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/08/at-home.html' title='at home...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpYBGHpj4MI/AAAAAAAABOM/6_pmcsnruXU/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-2984621129831276320</id><published>2009-08-26T21:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:42:28.555-06:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of school...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpYAKME9muI/AAAAAAAABN8/51BAOniCdYQ/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpYAKME9muI/AAAAAAAABN8/51BAOniCdYQ/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374483380353997538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpYAJpeWihI/AAAAAAAABN0/fAy30fBmnWs/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpYAJpeWihI/AAAAAAAABN0/fAy30fBmnWs/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374483371065248274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No picture by the old maple in the front yard this year, but Lauren and Chloe were excited and nervous for their first day of third grade.  There are about 15 kids in the class, another set of girls twins, crazy.  They're enjoying the small recesses and yummy school lunches (can't say I'm missing packing them either!)  I think they will do great this year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-2984621129831276320?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/2984621129831276320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=2984621129831276320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/2984621129831276320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/2984621129831276320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='first day of school...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpYAKME9muI/AAAAAAAABN8/51BAOniCdYQ/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-1619170342222320116</id><published>2009-08-26T21:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:51:02.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the MOVE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpX-AWq3W4I/AAAAAAAABNs/-LmEQLcxMZ8/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpX-AWq3W4I/AAAAAAAABNs/-LmEQLcxMZ8/s400/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374481012375378818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpX9EQ68OuI/AAAAAAAABNk/ryrwSoyfoUA/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpX9EQ68OuI/AAAAAAAABNk/ryrwSoyfoUA/s400/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374479980040043234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpX9Dohii7I/AAAAAAAABNU/Byyz7aWFGs8/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpX9Dohii7I/AAAAAAAABNU/Byyz7aWFGs8/s400/019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374479969196084146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on August 15th we packed up and moved out.  It took the better part of the day, a huge thanks to those that were able to help pack and watch our kids, we truly appreciated it.  I've been going through internet withdrawals, the computer was about the last thing to be set up, not sure why.  I guess it's good for us to remember life before Google was around.  I am very grateful for it here in Bancroft though.  I feel a bit isolated from the 'real' world, maybe that's a good thing :)  We've loved seeing family almost everyday.  Sunday BBQs, evening walks, combine rides for Noah, it's been fantastic being so close.  This rental is starting to feel like home.  Three things I love about it are the old doors, the beadboard on the walls, and the AWESOME staircase that Loren and Dad built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In July we walked through the house and it was in poor shape.  Broken pink countertops in the kitchen, green backsplash.  An old stove and brown paneling everywhere.  But perhaps the most unappealing part was the access to the upper bedrooms where Lauren and Chloe would be sharing the space.  In the closet of Ivy's room was a ladder, seriously Little House on the Prarie style, to climb up.  For two weeks Cody, Dad, and Loren worked SO hard at making it a livable place for our family.  The bathroom, kitchen, painting, new flooring, they made it wonderful.  I was so tired, but so pleased when I walked in last Saturday, they did amazing work!  They built the spiral staircase so that anyone can safely go up and down.  I can even manage with a laundry basket.  I'm so thankful we found a home that fits our family's needs.  I haven't talked to too many people yet.  I think the only social outlet is church and we haven't gotten there yet.  I love that the kids can go anywhere and feel safe, that Noah and I can walk down the middle of the road to go get the mail, and how quiet and peaceful it is.  Maybe my small town girl has just been in remission for a few years.  Either way, we're adjusting...Cody is loving his job teaching the kids and coaching football right now.  He walks to work and is home by 6:30 each night which we LOVE!  I think he's found his dream job- finally :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-1619170342222320116?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/1619170342222320116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=1619170342222320116' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/1619170342222320116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/1619170342222320116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/08/move.html' title='the MOVE...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SpX-AWq3W4I/AAAAAAAABNs/-LmEQLcxMZ8/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-1252151137618988683</id><published>2009-08-13T15:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T15:44:55.651-06:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday boy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SoSHSlDEsuI/AAAAAAAABMc/MUvTfITr9Z8/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SoSHSlDEsuI/AAAAAAAABMc/MUvTfITr9Z8/s400/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369565408984871650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Funny, loving, spontaneous, kind, smart, positive, hard-working, handsome, amazing BBQer, financial whiz, rememberer of all things I forget....  that's my 32 year old man!  So lucky to have known and loved you for almost HALF of those 32 years.  Happy birthday baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SoSHSG7DADI/AAAAAAAABMU/hqs_0zn_rbU/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SoSHSG7DADI/AAAAAAAABMU/hqs_0zn_rbU/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369565400898142258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art by Tan and Noah- who is so sad all his toys other than sidewalk chalk are packed.  Moving day is Saturday- blogging from Bancroft next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SoSHRt1w9JI/AAAAAAAABMM/0S-snlbTrT0/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SoSHRt1w9JI/AAAAAAAABMM/0S-snlbTrT0/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369565394165101714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-1252151137618988683?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/1252151137618988683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=1252151137618988683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/1252151137618988683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/1252151137618988683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthday-boy.html' title='birthday boy...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SoSHSlDEsuI/AAAAAAAABMc/MUvTfITr9Z8/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-2295826929441471325</id><published>2009-08-11T21:09:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:19:18.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>for Noah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.2carpros.com/how_does_it_work/images/honda_engine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 379px;" src="http://www.2carpros.com/how_does_it_work/images/honda_engine.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren and Chloe are down visiting Cody's mom and having swim lessons this week.  Maybe this will be the year they master it, I think they are so close!  So while I lost my two excellent helpers, I do have two less children to chat and listen to.  Much more conversation with Noah, I think his little 3 year old brain thinks deeper than mine at times.  Today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(picking up a rock while walking)  "Mom, this is a very patient rock, he's so patient, I like him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, I need to see what at engine looks like."  Boys.  I don't get them.  Thanks goodness for the internet- I certainly couldn't describe it or find any pictures laying around:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, can you swim with sharks?"  Yes, little barracudas can be seen while snorkeling in the Florida Keys.  Finally something I could respond to.  I think this little guy gets overshadowed by two vocal sisters who think out loud a lot.  It's been good to get inside his head.  Sure do love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the Honda engine- who knew that's what was under my hood for 6 years- sadly not me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-2295826929441471325?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/2295826929441471325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=2295826929441471325' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/2295826929441471325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/2295826929441471325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-noah.html' title='for Noah...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-7164861028152411872</id><published>2009-08-06T12:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T13:00:35.844-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a mid- move sugar fix...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Snsl5sWoJQI/AAAAAAAABJ8/pxlsRYuFezE/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Snsl5sWoJQI/AAAAAAAABJ8/pxlsRYuFezE/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366925054030914818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While I should be blogging less, it's the opposite.  I think all the cardboard boxes in my garage full of everything else I enjoy have something to do with that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnskzyOMtEI/AAAAAAAABJ0/Jqws0NdViGw/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnskzyOMtEI/AAAAAAAABJ0/Jqws0NdViGw/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366923853015331906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the kitchen, the heart of the home.  It's always the last thing that can be packed I guess.  Today while digging out some items I rarely use (glass candlestick holders and the like) I discovered chocolate and candy canes obviously from Christmas 08.  I'm quite sure that's a household record for longest surviving chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've discovered while packing that the kind of person I thought I was and the kind that I actually AM are indeed two different people.  I always thought I wasn't one to hold onto unnecessary junk, but have made many trips to D.I.  purging this home of stuff we can definitely do without.  I'm going blame children just a bit here- they accumulate a lot of needless 'stuff' we'll call it.  I've been accused of labeling things junk that apparently are not!  I do have a confession though.  While I do like my kitchen clean and I rarely go to bed without the dishes done, a peek inside the cupboards and drawers might be scary.  My plastic container lid drawer will probably always look like this.  Messy.  I must have pulled out about 573 small bulk spice bags from Winco buried in my corner cabinet yesterday.  You never know when you might run out of pumpkin pie spice right?  I think my problem is that by the time food is prepared, served, and cleaned up after I just want to get out of the kitchen and on with my day, not organize or tidy up the unseen spots.  I vow to do better...maybe...  It was a nice surprise finding chocolate :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-7164861028152411872?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/7164861028152411872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=7164861028152411872' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/7164861028152411872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/7164861028152411872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/08/mid-move-sugar-fix.html' title='a mid- move sugar fix...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Snsl5sWoJQI/AAAAAAAABJ8/pxlsRYuFezE/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-5374348171628912036</id><published>2009-08-04T22:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:36:27.015-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the fountain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnkMB7h4UtI/AAAAAAAABJc/j-HNhqMncbE/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnkMB7h4UtI/AAAAAAAABJc/j-HNhqMncbE/s400/037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366333658287854290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I neglected to post an actual photo of the fountain.  Notice the kids playing in the water :)  Chloe said, "So, what do you do?  Sit there and STARE at it?!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-5374348171628912036?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/5374348171628912036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=5374348171628912036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5374348171628912036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5374348171628912036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/08/fountain.html' title='the fountain...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnkMB7h4UtI/AAAAAAAABJc/j-HNhqMncbE/s72-c/037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-24665159966120364</id><published>2009-08-04T22:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:34:12.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>dog days of summer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnkKhV7mY2I/AAAAAAAABJU/cOMwKkxwBSM/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnkKhV7mY2I/AAAAAAAABJU/cOMwKkxwBSM/s400/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366331998927741794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnkKhHNnvQI/AAAAAAAABJM/D_sqANMm2Yg/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnkKhHNnvQI/AAAAAAAABJM/D_sqANMm2Yg/s400/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366331994976795906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnkKgyR_riI/AAAAAAAABJE/DkcN8CilyTk/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnkKgyR_riI/AAAAAAAABJE/DkcN8CilyTk/s400/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366331989357997602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnkKgZNFT4I/AAAAAAAABI8/87bDSu4WJyc/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnkKgZNFT4I/AAAAAAAABI8/87bDSu4WJyc/s400/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366331982626508674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnkKgJoXodI/AAAAAAAABI0/adzsiM5c51g/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnkKgJoXodI/AAAAAAAABI0/adzsiM5c51g/s400/023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366331978445988306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time we passed the huge fountain at Tautphaus park we would see people out splashing around and the begging would start- can we pleeeease stop Mom?  So today I boycotted all boxes waiting to be packed and we took a picnic there.  I was finishing feeding Ivy and the girls were yelling for me to come closer.  I kept wondering why they weren't playing in the water.  Well, turns out there are two signs posted- Do NOT play in the fountain.  WHAT- what exactly is it's purpose then?  I think it's design just screams "step in me."  Oh well, I let the kids wade a little bit, but the DANGER- High Voltage sign had me a bit freaked out.  Kind of a disappointment, but there was good eating, laughing, and pictures so the trip was not in vain.  And we all did need a day out of our hot, empty, still for sale house- Mom  included :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-24665159966120364?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/24665159966120364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=24665159966120364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/24665159966120364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/24665159966120364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/08/dog-days-of-summer.html' title='dog days of summer...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnkKhV7mY2I/AAAAAAAABJU/cOMwKkxwBSM/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-4755044195393112879</id><published>2009-07-31T10:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T14:16:34.468-06:00</updated><title type='text'>food for thought...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51%2B47QyV07L._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51%2B47QyV07L._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many days it seems my mind is crowded with thoughts like- "When did I last feed Ivy?"  "What am I going to make for dinner?"  "Whose clothes need laundering today?" You get the idea...so I'm always glad when I run into or am referred by someone to something interesting to ponder on.  Lately, it's been this book, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Food Inc.&lt;/span&gt;  The book is packed with info, I'm hoping to see the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QqQVll-MP3I"&gt;documentary&lt;/a&gt; soon too.  It's making me glad I can grow a garden and making me long for my college vegan days a bit.  Cody and I also saw the movie &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xlDAUKSh9CQ"&gt;Sicko&lt;/a&gt;, that really fired me up- unbelievable.  We are suckers for a good documentary.  One of my favorite lines said that every time we scan an item at the store we're sending a vote to companies about what products we support.  What do you think? Do you want to have your own chickens someday?  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-4755044195393112879?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/4755044195393112879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=4755044195393112879' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4755044195393112879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4755044195393112879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/07/food-for-thought.html' title='food for thought...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-8823932443863209117</id><published>2009-07-29T16:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T16:39:34.481-06:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnDJ_8KlyVI/AAAAAAAABIs/D0ZJDmdPvQg/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnDJ_8KlyVI/AAAAAAAABIs/D0ZJDmdPvQg/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364009256517749074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnDJ_cgxPsI/AAAAAAAABIk/ZcTlc_cTlQA/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnDJ_cgxPsI/AAAAAAAABIk/ZcTlc_cTlQA/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364009248020840130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnDJ_GObKEI/AAAAAAAABIc/AxNazDP7hJk/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnDJ_GObKEI/AAAAAAAABIc/AxNazDP7hJk/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364009242038315074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I always like back to school time, not just for the obvious reason that the kids are about to have some structure to their day and I might have a productive day for a change.  But I like getting ready for a new year- new shoes, new supplies, not so new backpacks this year.  I like the change from summer to fall, harvest time, and squeezing in those last few summer outings with the kids.  I really have enjoyed having the girls home this summer.  As much as I gripe about what they don't do, they DO a lot.  So helpful with Ivy and Noah and  always good at playing together, just a few moments this summer where they had to take a break from each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured we better get on the ball with school shopping this year, since we are about to move to the Valley of Desolation as far as shopping goes.  Noah's always a good sport, it seems like we're often shopping for the girls and he rarely complains, maybe he's still too young to know he's being left out- yet again- either way we got him a set of (washable) markers which he's enjoyed in many ways.  I think our new school North Gem had a smaller list of school supplies which was a pleasant surprise.  L &amp;amp; C have brought paints and other things and never ended up using them.  I am glad to mostly be done- just undies and socks left.  Two stores with the four kids was enough for one day :)  I haven't been dumpster diving since college- but I did score some great boxes in back of Dillards, thanks for the ideas everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-8823932443863209117?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/8823932443863209117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=8823932443863209117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/8823932443863209117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/8823932443863209117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-to-school.html' title='back to school...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SnDJ_8KlyVI/AAAAAAAABIs/D0ZJDmdPvQg/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-8265340491157008565</id><published>2009-07-27T13:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T13:47:13.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>pea season...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sm4Apzzp9RI/AAAAAAAABIU/5tx4GJskQkA/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sm4Apzzp9RI/AAAAAAAABIU/5tx4GJskQkA/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363224924526343442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent last weekend in Bancroft enjoying family and the Pioneer day parade.  When I went out to water the parched garden I noticed the peas were ready for picking.  One of my personal favorites- garden peas just can't be duplicated.  L &amp;amp; C were quite enthusiastic about shelling them this year which was a huge help.  Ivy even got a few tastes, mashed of course.  I think tonight we'll be having creamed potatoes and peas- yum.  I feel sad that we'll be nearly moved out when our tomatoes, squash, zucchini, onions, and carrots are ready.  Do any locals want to adopt our garden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sm4ApYQqAmI/AAAAAAAABIM/3BsdqvX61ns/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sm4ApYQqAmI/AAAAAAAABIM/3BsdqvX61ns/s400/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363224917131788898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is super weedy you must be warned :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a bit of mostly useless information.  Should your hamster pass away within the 15 day guaranteed period- you ARE required to bring it back into the pet store to prove it has indeed died if you decide hamsters are not for you and a refund is desired.  Nasty- yes- but true.  When we left this weekend I knew lil' Daisy was not doing well.  I'll spare you details, I just was doubtful that she'd make it until we got back.  And when we did pull in I raced in to see how she had fared.  Not so good.  Yesterday we buried her in the back yard and decided we're going to wait until this move is over and possibly get two outdoor kittens.  L &amp;amp; C really want something to love and cuddle and I'm afraid a hamster deosn't quite fit the bill.  I have to be honest and admit I'm relieved.  For as capable as they are as 8 year olds I was still needing to assist in the cleaning of the cage and all that jazz.  Don't tell them I don't miss it.  I was sad to see them so sad though, it's never easy, even it's just been a week.   One less thing to move I say!  Anyone know where I could grab some boxes for moving?  I'm realizing it's going to take many many many boxes.  I'm motivated.....I'm excited.....I'm full of good affirmations....please let them work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sm4ApDrKBMI/AAAAAAAABIE/dczVSUGxW6U/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sm4ApDrKBMI/AAAAAAAABIE/dczVSUGxW6U/s400/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363224911605793986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sm4Ao_KUqbI/AAAAAAAABH8/IlAgHUuokio/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sm4Ao_KUqbI/AAAAAAAABH8/IlAgHUuokio/s400/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363224910394337714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sm4AosaSRyI/AAAAAAAABH0/0PPQbD01vN4/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sm4AosaSRyI/AAAAAAAABH0/0PPQbD01vN4/s400/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363224905361016610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-8265340491157008565?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/8265340491157008565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=8265340491157008565' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/8265340491157008565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/8265340491157008565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/07/pea-season.html' title='pea season...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sm4Apzzp9RI/AAAAAAAABIU/5tx4GJskQkA/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-5435085679828680031</id><published>2009-07-18T17:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T17:32:19.648-06:00</updated><title type='text'>our newest addition...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SmJZwDCxhCI/AAAAAAAABHs/yNoLoUxtlXY/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SmJZwDCxhCI/AAAAAAAABHs/yNoLoUxtlXY/s400/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359945188509844514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're ecstatic (some more than others) to announce the arrival of Daisy- a long-haired hamster to our home.  The girls spotted this cage at DI where it seems we visit every week or so, just to drop off loads of stuff before we move.  Had I spotted it I probably would have saved it until Christmas, who wants to move a hamster?  But at this point, what's one more thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls were a bit disappointed that we couldn't get two of something.  I guess they get territorial after a month or so.  And a male and female were NOT an option.  But I think one will be fine for now.  It promptly peed through the box onto Chloe's arm at the pet store.  They've been watching her like hawks giving us up to date reports every minute- "she's sleeping"  "she's in the wheel-come quick!"  I remember riding home from Pocatello with my gerbil in a little cardboard box and the ride seemed to last forever.  It's fun to see them so excited over her.  I think I'm already in love with a pet that doesn't bark or shed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SmJZvwOsHSI/AAAAAAAABHk/FvBZrwzLM1w/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SmJZvwOsHSI/AAAAAAAABHk/FvBZrwzLM1w/s400/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359945183459548450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SmJZvhtokiI/AAAAAAAABHc/cy0Ey0uG1eI/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SmJZvhtokiI/AAAAAAAABHc/cy0Ey0uG1eI/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359945179562807842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-5435085679828680031?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/5435085679828680031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=5435085679828680031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5435085679828680031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5435085679828680031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-newest-addition.html' title='our newest addition...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SmJZwDCxhCI/AAAAAAAABHs/yNoLoUxtlXY/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-6648371375209491354</id><published>2009-07-11T17:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T17:37:09.887-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a little listening pleasure...</title><content type='html'>Because we love &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MHNAFRg6jYA"&gt;Tanyas &lt;/a&gt;around these parts- thanks Lans- I love them- enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Slkg_E3mvfI/AAAAAAAABHM/JiNt3NSlLlM/s1600-h/168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Slkg_E3mvfI/AAAAAAAABHM/JiNt3NSlLlM/s400/168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357349499744730610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-6648371375209491354?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/6648371375209491354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=6648371375209491354' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6648371375209491354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6648371375209491354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-listening-pleasure.html' title='a little listening pleasure...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Slkg_E3mvfI/AAAAAAAABHM/JiNt3NSlLlM/s72-c/168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-764605613334965655</id><published>2009-07-11T17:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T17:30:46.418-06:00</updated><title type='text'>summer days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SlkeU7JZ0JI/AAAAAAAABHE/JabVFDSE7Kk/s1600-h/186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SlkeU7JZ0JI/AAAAAAAABHE/JabVFDSE7Kk/s400/186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357346576557265042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Slkd7UuExbI/AAAAAAAABG8/wyZ4egzwjYc/s1600-h/178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Slkd7UuExbI/AAAAAAAABG8/wyZ4egzwjYc/s400/178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357346136745362866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are- into July already.  I can hardly believe it.  We've been busy at baseball games- although not as busy as SOME people-you know who you are :)  We spent the 4th of July in Bancroft and Soda Springs.  We also took the yearly trek out to Chesterfield- just can't get enough of that place.  I think Noah has had a picture on this tractor every year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's little Ivy- not so little these days.  Just now she crawled over- stood up and held onto the chair and said "momma- pick me up!"  (Everything but the talking part- that's just for fun :)  I know I'm not quite ready for her to grow up that fast.  She's taken a few more spills than my other babes, she hasn't figured out how to sit down gracefully yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had people come through the house a few times- kind of stressful to try to have everything looking good and off the floor, for me anyway!  We're still hopeful that the right family will find it.  We found a place to rent in Bancroft, which is a huge relief.  I can scarcely wrap my mind around the fact that in one month we'll be packed up and heading out.  I have good days and days when I just want life to continue as I know it now.  It's just so good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Slkd7G3IbWI/AAAAAAAABG0/qK-iRmOBzeE/s1600-h/175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Slkd7G3IbWI/AAAAAAAABG0/qK-iRmOBzeE/s400/175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357346133025254754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Slkd6k4IA5I/AAAAAAAABGk/FPSdI6yabm4/s1600-h/181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Slkd6k4IA5I/AAAAAAAABGk/FPSdI6yabm4/s400/181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357346123902616466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Slkd6Rph7aI/AAAAAAAABGc/q-Qz1pRoeQ0/s1600-h/153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; 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float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SkPj2htb_KI/AAAAAAAABGU/jhrUdmGd89E/s400/198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351371308147670178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SkPj2ryYWwI/AAAAAAAABGM/3WhThGn2kt0/s1600-h/182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SkPj2ryYWwI/AAAAAAAABGM/3WhThGn2kt0/s400/182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351371310852758274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SkPj2WGIIwI/AAAAAAAABGE/k5rCAD7oluI/s1600-h/170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SkPj2WGIIwI/AAAAAAAABGE/k5rCAD7oluI/s400/170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351371305030001410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SkPj2HGZTmI/AAAAAAAABF8/AmomRB0Zi4M/s1600-h/159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SkPj2HGZTmI/AAAAAAAABF8/AmomRB0Zi4M/s400/159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351371301004594786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SkPj1x01-pI/AAAAAAAABF0/oUwBz-QhAKo/s1600-h/153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SkPj1x01-pI/AAAAAAAABF0/oUwBz-QhAKo/s400/153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351371295293831826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-852244992047755699?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/852244992047755699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=852244992047755699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/852244992047755699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/852244992047755699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-wedding.html' title='more wedding...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SkPj2htb_KI/AAAAAAAABGU/jhrUdmGd89E/s72-c/198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-4670212150692540405</id><published>2009-06-25T14:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T14:49:33.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SkPiHAoLJZI/AAAAAAAABFs/qqlf3QevFu4/s1600-h/166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SkPiHAoLJZI/AAAAAAAABFs/qqlf3QevFu4/s400/166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351369392301745554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A beautiful but rainy weekend was spent at Redfish Lake near Stanley celebrating the wedding of my sister Shay to Steve O'Connor.  Too many pictures to choose from...   Congratulations to Shay and Steve!  We're so glad he's part of our family.  They make an amazing and amazingly beautiful couple.  Who else could complete a triathlon together on their wedding day?!  Love you both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SkPiHKE_AMI/AAAAAAAABFk/3d7h9LathN4/s1600-h/154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SkPiHKE_AMI/AAAAAAAABFk/3d7h9LathN4/s400/154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351369394838503618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SkPiG-mssCI/AAAAAAAABFc/W-CBFe8Elec/s1600-h/148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SkPiG-mssCI/AAAAAAAABFc/W-CBFe8Elec/s400/148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351369391758684194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SkPiGnCQxwI/AAAAAAAABFU/IMBHtIMtNbg/s1600-h/140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SkPiGnCQxwI/AAAAAAAABFU/IMBHtIMtNbg/s400/140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351369385431844610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SkPiGYkfWQI/AAAAAAAABFM/eit_H8DWZZQ/s1600-h/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SkPiGYkfWQI/AAAAAAAABFM/eit_H8DWZZQ/s400/134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351369381548873986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-4670212150692540405?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/4670212150692540405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=4670212150692540405' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4670212150692540405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/4670212150692540405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/06/wedding.html' title='wedding!'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SkPiHAoLJZI/AAAAAAAABFs/qqlf3QevFu4/s72-c/166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-2522222285537847824</id><published>2009-06-10T07:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:07:15.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>front page news...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.postregister.com/e-news/06102009/full/A1-1002-2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 680px;" src="http://www.postregister.com/e-news/06102009/full/A1-1002-2001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.postregister.com/story.php?accnum=1002-06102009&amp;amp;today=2009-06-10%2000:00:00" class="Headlink"&gt;SUMMER READING&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;Lauren Hansen, 8, reads outside of the Idaho Falls Public Library on Tuesday while waiting for her family.  She and her siblings had a bag full of books that they checked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you're reading this today, Wednesday, you can check out Lauren &lt;a href="http://www.postregister.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Click on 'top story.'   The photographer said he was from the Post Register and the picture on the cover of her book caught his eye.  I had noticed a guy snapping pictures from across the lawn and was glad to know he was just from the paper.  Pretty cool, considering so many kids were at the library that day.  I actually try to make it a point NOT to go to the library during storytime, it is just so packed and Noah has a hard time paying attention when so much is happening around him.  But we gave it a try and still managed to come away with a huge and heavy load of books.  They were doing construction, so we parked far away.  When we finally reached the van, I couldn't find the keys and sent Lauren and Chloe back in to retrieve them from the checkout desk.  Turns out I'd let Ivy play with them and she'd fallen asleep with them in her hand.  This is morphing into a post about my irresponisbility with keys this week.  On Monday I lost Cody's car key on the path between the Greenbelt and Freeman Park while jogging.  I went around the Greenbelt again then finally found it on my way back to the car.  All the while fomulating a lost ad in my mind, I wasn't feeling very hopeful.  It worked out fine, I just logged about 7 miles that day.  Anyway, that's what I've been up to, trying to keep track of it all, especially keys.  The girls start knothole baseball today for 6 weeks so that will be fun.  Happy summer reading to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-2522222285537847824?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/2522222285537847824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=2522222285537847824' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/2522222285537847824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/2522222285537847824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/06/front-page-news.html' title='front page news...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-310070018224573692</id><published>2009-06-06T19:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T19:17:25.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>bittersweet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SisReeyZTBI/AAAAAAAABFE/ohBtsW3djPo/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SisReeyZTBI/AAAAAAAABFE/ohBtsW3djPo/s400/046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344384598163409938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sign comes loaded with emotion for me.  Cody accepted a teaching position the last week of May and we've decided to move to Bancroft were we grew up.  Way back when we were college kids Cody wasn't able to finish his teaching credentials and that was always a regret.  How do you student teach now with a family of six to support?  This teeny school will offer him the opportunity to be certified while teaching, plus he can coach two sports to help the financial end of things.  The great hallmark of a small school: coach, teach, drive the bus, serve lunch- just joking- but you get the idea!  He'll be teaching history, economics, typing, journalism, quite a broad range considering his specialization was English and history.  It should be a challenge for him, but we're hoping not too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being honest, I have to say I cried when our nice realtor stuck the sign in the lawn this week.  Not that this is my dream home, but I have grown to love it, especially after the remodel, and two children have joined our family here also.  It will be hard to leave this neighborhood and ward, we have so many friends and people we love.  The only thing that is any consolation to me is that my parents and brother and his family are living there now.  I'm going to miss living close to stores, arts and events, running in Freeman Park, late night runs to Reed's for ice cream, and the stoplights.  Dear ole Bancroft, population  400, only boasts a post office, thats it.  I think the kids will adjust o.k. though.  I'm most worried about where we will live there, not too much available as far as homes go.  I know it will work out though, it's just stressful in the meantime.  I do believe anywhere can be home and in time I'll get used to all that I used to be accustomed to while growing up, it's just been a long time.  In the meantime, please send potential home buyers our way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-310070018224573692?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/310070018224573692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=310070018224573692' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/310070018224573692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/310070018224573692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/06/bittersweet.html' title='bittersweet...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SisReeyZTBI/AAAAAAAABFE/ohBtsW3djPo/s72-c/046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-3291968290194459440</id><published>2009-05-28T16:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T16:13:40.245-06:00</updated><title type='text'>pioneers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sh8LkWZE7bI/AAAAAAAABE8/pwEJOmg-P-A/s1600-h/DSCF0306%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sh8LkWZE7bI/AAAAAAAABE8/pwEJOmg-P-A/s400/DSCF0306%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341000402198654386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sh8LkEe2W3I/AAAAAAAABE0/Ya7-2nL1yj0/s1600-h/DSCF0305%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sh8LkEe2W3I/AAAAAAAABE0/Ya7-2nL1yj0/s400/DSCF0305%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341000397391027058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you've never visited Chesterfield Idaho you might not understand :)  Lauren and Chloe love that place and dressing up like pioneers.  Here they are in the cute dresses from Grandma with cousin Tayler.  There's a big celebration out there on Memorial Day and we braved the crowds to check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-3291968290194459440?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/3291968290194459440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=3291968290194459440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3291968290194459440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3291968290194459440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/05/pioneers.html' title='pioneers...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sh8LkWZE7bI/AAAAAAAABE8/pwEJOmg-P-A/s72-c/DSCF0306%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-2450769620543596134</id><published>2009-05-28T15:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T16:06:39.722-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sh8JtHYg_qI/AAAAAAAABEs/1KlHnQwU7yg/s1600-h/DSCF0297%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sh8JtHYg_qI/AAAAAAAABEs/1KlHnQwU7yg/s400/DSCF0297%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340998353765334690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always nice to go to Bancroft for Memorial Day since that's where all our roots are- returning to Bancroft though-that's a whole other post...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited three cemeteries that day, seeing Cody's Mom's parents and both my grandparents.  It was a good experience for the kids to make some connections and find out the real reason they missed school for a day- two actually.  It always seems to rain that weekend, but we were blessed with cool overcast clouds, a perfect day.  I have so many ancestors that I'm excited to visit with again and some I never had the chance to meet.  Hopefully there will be plenty of time to visit and get to know one another all over again someday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sh8IHC8CcvI/AAAAAAAABEc/3J4PSYWVsBU/s1600-h/DSCF0303%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sh8IHC8CcvI/AAAAAAAABEc/3J4PSYWVsBU/s400/DSCF0303%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340996600225493746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sh8IG1URXFI/AAAAAAAABEU/5TkiCwotmQc/s1600-h/DSCF0300%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sh8IG1URXFI/AAAAAAAABEU/5TkiCwotmQc/s400/DSCF0300%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340996596569037906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sh8IGtKAmpI/AAAAAAAABEM/KeTgWFP9qqk/s1600-h/DSCF0291%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sh8IGtKAmpI/AAAAAAAABEM/KeTgWFP9qqk/s400/DSCF0291%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340996594378513042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sh8IGaWCLBI/AAAAAAAABEE/tazgzzNlD-U/s1600-h/DSCF0290%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sh8IGaWCLBI/AAAAAAAABEE/tazgzzNlD-U/s400/DSCF0290%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340996589328673810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-2450769620543596134?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/2450769620543596134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=2450769620543596134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/2450769620543596134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/2450769620543596134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-weekend.html' title='Memorial Day weekend...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sh8JtHYg_qI/AAAAAAAABEs/1KlHnQwU7yg/s72-c/DSCF0297%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-9096227148898077091</id><published>2009-05-18T15:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:04:06.109-06:00</updated><title type='text'>eighty-four degrees...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ShHZ8Bs2pxI/AAAAAAAABD8/9oict3ukTy8/s1600-h/DSCF0264%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ShHZ8Bs2pxI/AAAAAAAABD8/9oict3ukTy8/s400/DSCF0264%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337286658682693394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ShHX_-OJqEI/AAAAAAAABD0/p1EtKy7qc2M/s1600-h/DSCF0265%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ShHX_-OJqEI/AAAAAAAABD0/p1EtKy7qc2M/s400/DSCF0265%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337284527444830274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whenever the sun is out and it's even slightly warm I'm begged to turn on the sprinkler.  This started about Easter time and FINALLY today I deemed it warm-even hot- enough to don swimsuits.  While trying to finish some laundry in the basement-ah the cool basement- the girls got Ivy when she woke up and put on her itsy bitsy teeny weeny striped bikini.  As if she was going to skip across the lawn and squeal through the water.  This is one little gal who won't lack for anyone to dress her up, do her hair, or give unsolicited fashion advice I am sure.  They dress her every Sunday for church just like a doll.  What more could a girl ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ShHX_jEdoyI/AAAAAAAABDk/pHCxeyPWsyY/s1600-h/DSCF0262%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ShHX_jEdoyI/AAAAAAAABDk/pHCxeyPWsyY/s400/DSCF0262%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337284520156439330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-9096227148898077091?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/9096227148898077091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=9096227148898077091' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/9096227148898077091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/9096227148898077091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/05/eighty-four-degrees.html' title='eighty-four degrees...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ShHZ8Bs2pxI/AAAAAAAABD8/9oict3ukTy8/s72-c/DSCF0264%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-234973310251593331</id><published>2009-05-18T15:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T15:47:53.271-06:00</updated><title type='text'>R. I. P. Ting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ShHV5jvkmnI/AAAAAAAABDc/YkhLl_XqRpc/s1600-h/DSCF0260%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ShHV5jvkmnI/AAAAAAAABDc/YkhLl_XqRpc/s400/DSCF0260%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337282218234780274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ShHV5dh8zRI/AAAAAAAABDU/Z7j-aOxTkLM/s1600-h/DSCF0259%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ShHV5dh8zRI/AAAAAAAABDU/Z7j-aOxTkLM/s400/DSCF0259%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337282216567033106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ting resided on our kitchen counter for the last year and a half.  That was apparently enough time for us all to become as attached as you can to a beta fish.  He's been sluggish for about a month now, not eating much and he passed on Friday.  Lauren and Chloe promptly burst into tears.  We wrapped him in this napkin and buried him between the windows outside Lauren's room.  It's never easy to say goodbye...even to a fish :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-234973310251593331?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/234973310251593331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=234973310251593331' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/234973310251593331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/234973310251593331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/05/r-i-p-ting.html' title='R. I. P. Ting'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ShHV5jvkmnI/AAAAAAAABDc/YkhLl_XqRpc/s72-c/DSCF0260%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-6194745884433175109</id><published>2009-05-13T16:47:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T17:07:39.562-06:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday boy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SgtQaPDvNTI/AAAAAAAABDM/Kapz9ggAoys/s1600-h/2009_05130195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SgtQaPDvNTI/AAAAAAAABDM/Kapz9ggAoys/s400/2009_05130195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335446595199513906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SgtQaF4M1dI/AAAAAAAABDE/2o4UPXcjX1k/s1600-h/2009_05130192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SgtQaF4M1dI/AAAAAAAABDE/2o4UPXcjX1k/s400/2009_05130192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335446592735204818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years ago right now- five o clock- my water broke.  I'd been grocery shopping and feeling a bit sickish.  How excited I was to meet this little fella a mere four hours later.  He's been such a bright spot in my life, so glad to have at least one little boy.  He's been a pure pleasure to have in our family.  I think it's crazy he's so infatuated with Spiderman, considering he's never seen the movie and knows almost nothing about him.  (Notice the three fingers he chose- three years old spider-style!)   Only when you're turning three can your parents get away with postponing your birthday until the following day.  Cody has the day off so we're doing gifts and cake tomorrow, but we've been wishing him happy birthday all day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I'm not a huge fan of birthday cakes and if my math is right, by the time my kids leave the nest I'll have made over 70!  Really though, who wants crumbling cake when there's desserts like cheesecake or banana cream pie?  Not me.  I think it's the frosting that gets me, I only have a couple recipes I like.  I think this one's pretty common, but if you've never tried it please do.  If you really want to spoil yourself, pipe it into cupcakes and call it a twinkie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creamy Frosting&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups milk&lt;br /&gt;4 Tbl. flour&lt;br /&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine in a saucepan and cook over medium, stirring constantly until very thick.  Transfer to bowl, cover with saran wrap to prevent a "skin" forming and cool in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat 1 cup butter and 1 tsp vanilla until creamy.  Add cooled milk mixture and beat for 4-5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Noah, today and tomorrow, we love you1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-6194745884433175109?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/6194745884433175109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=6194745884433175109' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6194745884433175109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6194745884433175109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/05/birthday-boy.html' title='birthday boy...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SgtQaPDvNTI/AAAAAAAABDM/Kapz9ggAoys/s72-c/2009_05130195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-6889100352090803062</id><published>2009-05-08T16:09:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:18:11.327-06:00</updated><title type='text'>happy early birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SgSveITN8YI/AAAAAAAABC8/rDhkWKDKAHw/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SgSveITN8YI/AAAAAAAABC8/rDhkWKDKAHw/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333580790872535426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SgSveIw4PzI/AAAAAAAABC0/YsrzpU4M3yY/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SgSveIw4PzI/AAAAAAAABC0/YsrzpU4M3yY/s400/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333580790996942642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SgSuBxuLsXI/AAAAAAAABCs/wIfWe5WgukM/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SgSuBxuLsXI/AAAAAAAABCs/wIfWe5WgukM/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333579204263653746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SgSuBn8QODI/AAAAAAAABCk/rmlHKWZ17PQ/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SgSuBn8QODI/AAAAAAAABCk/rmlHKWZ17PQ/s400/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333579201638316082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SgSuBlGGS8I/AAAAAAAABCc/8NDqyGB3M5I/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SgSuBlGGS8I/AAAAAAAABCc/8NDqyGB3M5I/s400/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333579200874302402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the time the third child rolls around it seems that toys are everywhere and get old quickly.  This year for Noah's 3rd birthday I begged Cody to make a sandbox- (I know- what was I thinking? I just swept the kitchen for the third time today)  But if you've ever felt a little out of your element, you can probably relate to my kids.  Noah asks all the time if we can go to the beach- referring to the lake at Blackfoot- how sad huh?  My girls know what the real beach is and miss it terribly.  So watching the three of them play in this box of sand made me wonder what we're doing in Idaho!?  A huge thanks to Shawn for use of his truck and hooking us up with the sand!&lt;br /&gt;The kids have played in since school let out today.  It surely is the little things in life that bring joy and messes for that matter.  And because this cutie would ingest the sand- here's the obligatory picture.  Doing what she does best these days- sitting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-6889100352090803062?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/6889100352090803062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=6889100352090803062' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6889100352090803062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6889100352090803062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-early-birthday.html' title='happy early birthday...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SgSveITN8YI/AAAAAAAABC8/rDhkWKDKAHw/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-336888722806476637</id><published>2009-05-08T16:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:19:47.598-06:00</updated><title type='text'>got holes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SgSsdBNAS_I/AAAAAAAABCE/QO3SGXKSjlc/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SgSsdBNAS_I/AAAAAAAABCE/QO3SGXKSjlc/s400/016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333577473252674546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Growing up I always remember my brother's grass stained jeans soaking in the laundry sink.  I knew when I had girls that wouldn't be a worry- wrong.  I knew holes could still be a possibility, since even I get holey jeans.  Apparently, L &amp;amp; C play 'dogs' at school, yes, crawling around on the grass-hands and knees style.  Two of Chloe's jeans were shot, the patches I'd put on worn out so we decided to experiment a bit.  I've seen these skirts and figured she was cute enough to pull it off.  She was thrilled with the result (all that really matters :)  and thought it was funny when a boy in her class told her, "You're great at reduce, reuse, recycle."  We try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SgSscz9gf8I/AAAAAAAABB8/Rf-UYHTVsxE/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SgSscz9gf8I/AAAAAAAABB8/Rf-UYHTVsxE/s400/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333577469698015170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-336888722806476637?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/336888722806476637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=336888722806476637' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/336888722806476637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/336888722806476637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/05/got-holes.html' title='got holes?'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SgSsdBNAS_I/AAAAAAAABCE/QO3SGXKSjlc/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-3935465200133054660</id><published>2009-05-04T17:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:22:38.439-06:00</updated><title type='text'>little ones...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sf91t1BOYgI/AAAAAAAABB0/rcByYw1Prhw/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sf91t1BOYgI/AAAAAAAABB0/rcByYw1Prhw/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332109914016735746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think one of the best things about having children is seeing how much they appreciate and love each other- most of the time!  How Noah makes Ivy laugh so hard until she hiccups by rolling on the ground.  How the girls read to Noah and play hide and go seek.  Noah is phasing out his afternoon nap, which has caused much grouchiness, falling asleep during late afternoon movies, and some super late bedtimes.  But, it has freed up the afternoon considerably.  He now come with me if the weather is yucky and we pick up the girls from school.  This morning as ventured out to do a little shopping he asked if we were going to get "LaurChloe."  When he's talking fast or genuinely confused it comes out LaurChloe or ChloLauren.  :)  He wanted to pick them up and "take them to our house."  I think he likes having some playmates and eating snacks on the steps with them.   Maybe it's time for a mental health day, the girls were not wanting to go to school today.  That last month is tough, tough on Moms too.  I'm really liking sleeping in on the weekends.  Don't let this beautiful girl fool you, she's getting better, but still has a ways to go in the night time waking department.   But when I wake up and see that face all is forgiven-until the next night.  She takes fantastic naps though, who's to complain.  next week she'll start "real food" as Lauren says.  So hard to believe she's nearing six months!  I adore those eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sf91twJ2RkI/AAAAAAAABBs/e_NTfkXu20I/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sf91twJ2RkI/AAAAAAAABBs/e_NTfkXu20I/s400/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332109912710727234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sf91tm7Hq-I/AAAAAAAABBk/_KEdGrDJjhY/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sf91tm7Hq-I/AAAAAAAABBk/_KEdGrDJjhY/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332109910233033698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sf91tt3PTBI/AAAAAAAABBc/NdubSZuAqhc/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sf91tt3PTBI/AAAAAAAABBc/NdubSZuAqhc/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332109912095804434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-3935465200133054660?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/3935465200133054660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=3935465200133054660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3935465200133054660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3935465200133054660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-ones.html' title='little ones...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sf91t1BOYgI/AAAAAAAABB0/rcByYw1Prhw/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-6581590582574637239</id><published>2009-04-17T22:45:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:10:57.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a blogging drought...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SelewzO0GkI/AAAAAAAABBU/2b1ByOcFEbE/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SelewzO0GkI/AAAAAAAABBU/2b1ByOcFEbE/s400/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325892226821397058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SelewgDAxhI/AAAAAAAABBM/A7yJAFLX2wM/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SelewgDAxhI/AAAAAAAABBM/A7yJAFLX2wM/s400/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325892221671622162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SelewSjr78I/AAAAAAAABBE/jzevYYOBYxE/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SelewSjr78I/AAAAAAAABBE/jzevYYOBYxE/s400/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325892218050572226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SelcoXz237I/AAAAAAAABA8/uSkTXkLxD9M/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SelcoXz237I/AAAAAAAABA8/uSkTXkLxD9M/s400/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325889882998366130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SelcnwJrPyI/AAAAAAAABA0/Wn44U3hRgOc/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SelcnwJrPyI/AAAAAAAABA0/Wn44U3hRgOc/s400/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325889872352460578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow, almost a month since I last wrote, not because nothing is happening, just busyness I guess.  We enjoyed a fun Easter weekend.  I don't play up the Easter bunny too much.  Honestly, how long can kids believe in a giant hopping bunny that delivers eggs?  It's  much worse than Santa.  We always surprise them, but Chloe informed me that the whole bunny thing was "lame" this year :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do a hunt for the kids in the house though.  We went down to Bancroft to visit with family also and a yummy dinner at my parents.  Too bad the kids didn't want any, too much candy- (see the Peeps for breakfast photo.)  More egg hunts, trampoline jumping with Aunt Shay, basketball, bridal shower planning were some highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe it, but I got a sunburn today!  Only on one arm, since the other was covered up with Ivy and her blanket.  Sad that I'm mildly excited by that, but spring can never come quickly enough for us it seems.  Noah and I spent an hour outside in the yard cleaning up, eating a few carrots, spinach, and lettuce from last year.  Noah was amazed that there were carrots in the ground, so was I for that matter.  I was too focused on being pregnant and our home when last year's garden clean-up should have been happening.  We also met the girls at the school and played for an hour.  Then the girls and I cleaned, vacuumed, and swept the garage and van.  A whole winter's worth of yuck.  It's amazing to me how kids open up and really talk while working with you, I think we need to do more of it together.  My routine has to try to get most of the chores done while they're at school, but they were totally capable and their help was truly helpful.  You know what I'm talking about, it wasn't easier to just do it myself and that was nice.  Love those two girls, so good with Noah and Ivy.  Such sweeties.  Happy spring, I think I saw more neighbors today out and about than in the whole winter season combined.  It's nice, spring has finally arrived!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-6581590582574637239?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/6581590582574637239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=6581590582574637239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6581590582574637239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6581590582574637239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/04/blogging-drought.html' title='a blogging drought...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SelewzO0GkI/AAAAAAAABBU/2b1ByOcFEbE/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-6386596875631302673</id><published>2009-03-25T09:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T09:46:17.987-06:00</updated><title type='text'>no mice here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ScpQYctch8I/AAAAAAAABAU/s5uaYuMo3so/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ScpQYctch8I/AAAAAAAABAU/s5uaYuMo3so/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317150691018180546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ScpQXlFPUfI/AAAAAAAABAM/fCIKzOIzthc/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ScpQXlFPUfI/AAAAAAAABAM/fCIKzOIzthc/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317150676085592562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I can't seem to get myself to bed at a respectable hour- I'm partly blaming Ivy for that-she's up several times a night still.   Of course, the other part is that I'm stealing some of that coveted ME time while she sleeps.  I'm not rising at a very early hour and certainly am not up early enough to make a decent breakfast.  Didn't seem to bother Noah, he just helps himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, spring break, sleeping in and generally doing whatever we please.  A nice break for all of us.  It's basically been a party since last Thursday when the NCAA tourney started.  We had BBQ's with family and friends Thursday and Friday, the weather was so warm.  Chloe cried yesterday when she saw it had snowed.  It's hard to take after a weekend in shorts riding your bike, of course, it's melted.  My kids just get spring fever so badly every year it seems.  Spring break is a sort of gearing up for me, remembering how the summer will be-  more mayhem, mess, fighting, food prep, just more with two more kids here.  And really I'm glad, they're fun to have around and great helps with Noah and Ivy.  We miss them when they head to school everyday, so here's to another lazy spring break day- they'll be gone too soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-6386596875631302673?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/6386596875631302673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=6386596875631302673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6386596875631302673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6386596875631302673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-mice-here.html' title='no mice here...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ScpQYctch8I/AAAAAAAABAU/s5uaYuMo3so/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-3782935255508219418</id><published>2009-03-19T08:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T08:49:42.337-06:00</updated><title type='text'>lil' miss Ivy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ScJaknxQpcI/AAAAAAAABAE/xyd_Wf3z5d0/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ScJaknxQpcI/AAAAAAAABAE/xyd_Wf3z5d0/s400/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314910095447991746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ScJakM64SeI/AAAAAAAAA_8/HlAFZLcEDj4/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ScJakM64SeI/AAAAAAAAA_8/HlAFZLcEDj4/s400/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314910088240581090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just two reasons Ivy is a lucky girl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. She has two sisters who adore, spoil and love to read to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  She dug deep into the gene pool and managed to get Grandma's blue eyes.  I love these photos!  I love all the fabulous ladies in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ScJajzE0FOI/AAAAAAAAA_0/BFJ6ZNTb57o/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ScJajzE0FOI/AAAAAAAAA_0/BFJ6ZNTb57o/s400/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314910081302926562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ScJajoDh0JI/AAAAAAAAA_s/d3K6-56a2eA/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ScJajoDh0JI/AAAAAAAAA_s/d3K6-56a2eA/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314910078344745106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-3782935255508219418?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/3782935255508219418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=3782935255508219418' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3782935255508219418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3782935255508219418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/03/lil-miss-ivy.html' title='lil&apos; miss Ivy'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/ScJaknxQpcI/AAAAAAAABAE/xyd_Wf3z5d0/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-3547737176347926406</id><published>2009-03-16T17:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T17:18:11.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>time waster...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXG-O0Gal_o/SZw_aeYMEjI/AAAAAAAAC2s/dv7CvOUEyjw/s400/sproost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXG-O0Gal_o/SZw_aeYMEjI/AAAAAAAAC2s/dv7CvOUEyjw/s400/sproost.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not a complete waste of time...for you Mom...&lt;a href="http://www.sproost.com/"&gt;what's your style?&lt;/a&gt;  It's been a while, but I think I was mainly Nantucket/beach.  While I'd probably not do that theme in my home, I do love the beach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or &lt;a href="http://business.ikea.com/sb/siteshell/startup.html#,en_US;findyourstyle"&gt;here's one from IKEA&lt;/a&gt;.  I was country /natural.  It is based off their product line, so you might be out of luck if you love Southwest rugs or something like that :)  Have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-3547737176347926406?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/3547737176347926406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=3547737176347926406' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3547737176347926406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3547737176347926406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-waster.html' title='time waster...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXG-O0Gal_o/SZw_aeYMEjI/AAAAAAAAC2s/dv7CvOUEyjw/s72-c/sproost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-6706196887096315851</id><published>2009-03-16T16:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T17:07:27.540-06:00</updated><title type='text'>bits and pieces...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sb7blqCglbI/AAAAAAAAA_k/ES_yKW7_6F0/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sb7blqCglbI/AAAAAAAAA_k/ES_yKW7_6F0/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313926050330219954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sb7blU_xroI/AAAAAAAAA_c/SIXlUq0tues/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sb7blU_xroI/AAAAAAAAA_c/SIXlUq0tues/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313926044681612930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sb7blQgcCgI/AAAAAAAAA_U/_lCE50jbE5Y/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sb7blQgcCgI/AAAAAAAAA_U/_lCE50jbE5Y/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313926043476429314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sb7blLd8ljI/AAAAAAAAA_M/UThthl21PHw/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sb7blLd8ljI/AAAAAAAAA_M/UThthl21PHw/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313926042123802162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few more pictures, I'm thinking I need to take more of Ivy with the other kids, pictures are something I often forget to take in the daily ins and outs of life.  I can't say my kids have ever been huge vegetable lovers, but they're pretty good about eating most of them.  Lately Noah has been on a "brocky soup" jag.  Can a two year old have a broccoli soup jag?  Anyway, he loves it, must be the tons of cheddar cheese, we seem to go through a lot of that at our house.  Today he pulled out the broccoli from the fridge and requested we make some for lunch.  I had to capture him pretending they were trees and taking a bite, even though most of those raw bites ended up in the trash.  And since Ivy was actually taking a morning nap I indulged him, because the truth is I love it too.  Some batches are better than others since it always seems to be different each time I make it.  I'll be sad when soup-making weather is over, but was actually glad to look out the window and see the mud of the garden and last year's spinach which never got tended to.  But our yard spells one word- work- all of the crabapples and leaves from two trees rotting and damp on the grass.  Mmm spring, mud everywhere, I'm so glad it's here, really truly I am.  I think having a baby and the cold really made me hole up more than usual and it was fabulous to take a walk outside on Saturday.  I needed pictures of that since it was Ivy's first stroller excursion and she seemed to love it.  What kid doesn't love the stroller outside?  None of mine, hooray for melting snow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-6706196887096315851?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/6706196887096315851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=6706196887096315851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6706196887096315851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6706196887096315851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/03/bits-and-pieces.html' title='bits and pieces...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sb7blqCglbI/AAAAAAAAA_k/ES_yKW7_6F0/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-8596598269350383344</id><published>2009-03-12T20:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T20:32:57.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>projects...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SbnEJO5THOI/AAAAAAAAA_E/EVjJiB-wVTs/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SbnEJO5THOI/AAAAAAAAA_E/EVjJiB-wVTs/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312492898356501730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SbnD--LalwI/AAAAAAAAA-8/4E9zM1JgdWE/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SbnD--LalwI/AAAAAAAAA-8/4E9zM1JgdWE/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312492722070394626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SbnD-vhUAQI/AAAAAAAAA-0/1XQLZyVt5ok/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SbnD-vhUAQI/AAAAAAAAA-0/1XQLZyVt5ok/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312492718135705858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that time of the night when all the kids are asleep, which is nearing 10:30 these days at our home, Ivy being the holdout.  My body says, yes it's definitely time for bed, maybe an hour ago, and my mind starts racing with all the things I could-sans kids playing, yelling, nursing, whatever.  I'm a selfish Mom in that regard, I love my children, but also love my alone time.  Lately, against my better judgment I've been indulging and sewing at night.  I've wanted to make an I spy bag for the longest time for the kids to use at church, we'll give it a trial run on Sunday and see if it was all I thought it would be.  It was so fun collecting all the little gadgets I couldn't stop at one- see more &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=22176753"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are the dresses for Shay's wedding, the pictures don't really do it justice, the colors are much better  in real life I think.  I'd never made anything quite so fancy.  Chloe said she felt like a princess, I figured that was a good thing.  It always rejuvenates me to create something fun, even I feel super tired the next day.  It's early to bed tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-8596598269350383344?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/8596598269350383344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=8596598269350383344' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/8596598269350383344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/8596598269350383344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/03/projects.html' title='projects...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SbnEJO5THOI/AAAAAAAAA_E/EVjJiB-wVTs/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-2166263230757107213</id><published>2009-03-08T16:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:20:49.678-06:00</updated><title type='text'>play day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SbRBMe6bJxI/AAAAAAAAA-s/z4zcEcXyzIs/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SbRBMe6bJxI/AAAAAAAAA-s/z4zcEcXyzIs/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310941543289005842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SbRBL2z31mI/AAAAAAAAA-k/n56-uJQSo0o/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SbRBL2z31mI/AAAAAAAAA-k/n56-uJQSo0o/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310941532524107362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two years ago when I had piano students in festival, Lauren and Chloe asked if I could get them a ribbon.  my response was, no you have to earn those ribbons.   Well, yesterday they did.  They both completed their first festival which included playing two memorized pieces with scales and cadences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's fair to say they were a bit nervous.  "Mom, what if I get a zero?!"  You receive a score- up to 100 and comments from a judge.  I really like it since it challenges students, but you're only competing against yourself.  I assured them they were well-prepared and would do awesome, and awesome they did.  They both got perfect 100s!  Much thanks to their wonderful teacher, Rachel Stanley.  It was so exciting to see Chloe running into the house telling Lauren her score, and jumping up and down in excitement.  Chloe's teacher called later with her score since she had played later in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I love the piano but don't wish to force it on anyone.  But it does teach so many good skills- mental and physical.  It gives confidence to work so hard for several months and see the efforts pay off, a great boost to the ole self esteem.  Even though I liked their pieces, it will be nice to finally hear some new music floating through the house.  It was funny to hear Noah singing the pieces by the end, he knew them well :)   GREAT job girls, here's to more happy festivals!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-2166263230757107213?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/2166263230757107213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=2166263230757107213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/2166263230757107213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/2166263230757107213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/03/play-day.html' title='play day...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SbRBMe6bJxI/AAAAAAAAA-s/z4zcEcXyzIs/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-9087452064320738842</id><published>2009-03-01T21:52:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:12:42.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>before and after...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/R980Y8nYtaI/AAAAAAAAAbo/V0qG6uLrqO4/s320/P1010041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/R980Y8nYtaI/AAAAAAAAAbo/V0qG6uLrqO4/s320/P1010041.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was almost a year ago that we got the crazy idea to remodel the basement.  It's not a great picture, but the saddest part of this story is that last night I discovered that in the process of getting a new computer, I didn't back up the demolition photos- this is the extent of them.  My favorites were of Cody swinging his hammer and piles of debris up to the windows- you get the idea.  For some reason I took great satisfaction at looking how far we've come.  Anyway, this was the tiny bathroom before and now.  Although it's nearly just as tiny, it is a bit easier on the eyes.  Something about improving areas of your home that make the unimproved ones look much worse than before.   Guess we'll be hitting the upstairs bathroom and kitchen next year.  I haven't missed that yellow sink and nasty wallpaper for a nanosecond!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SatmZlN35mI/AAAAAAAAA-c/ZeTzgaTi20Q/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SatmZlN35mI/AAAAAAAAA-c/ZeTzgaTi20Q/s400/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308449175459325538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SatmZKt5FJI/AAAAAAAAA-U/HVPXnlrWKKo/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SatmZKt5FJI/AAAAAAAAA-U/HVPXnlrWKKo/s400/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308449168345863314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-9087452064320738842?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/9087452064320738842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=9087452064320738842' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/9087452064320738842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/9087452064320738842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/03/before-and-after.html' title='before and after...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/R980Y8nYtaI/AAAAAAAAAbo/V0qG6uLrqO4/s72-c/P1010041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-8155061314579005532</id><published>2009-02-27T11:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T11:53:45.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbyes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sag0XsQExwI/AAAAAAAAA-M/S15on6HwIcs/s1600-h/P1010067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sag0XsQExwI/AAAAAAAAA-M/S15on6HwIcs/s400/P1010067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307549742476347138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back a little over a year found me blogging about his little fella.&lt;br /&gt;You may recall reading&lt;a href="http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2008/01/boozer-dozer-booger-or-something-like.html"&gt; this post&lt;/a&gt;- what a sham :)  He lasted about three months at our house.  When we started remodeling and I discovered I was pregnant with Ivy we decided to let him reside at my mother-in-law's home.  The kids could still visit him and he would have plenty of room to run in the country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly enough, the story doesn't end happily.  Our cute Boozer was hit by a car the beginning of this month and was killed.  Yes, I immediately went on several extended guilt trips. What ifs flooding my mind.  Lauren and Chloe started to cry when I told them and they've quietly dealt with it in their own ways.  It will probably be harder once we actually are at her home and Boozer is missing.  Anyway, Boozer was really Noah's dog.  When the girls were at school he always hung out with him.  He pretends to be various things during the day- Spiderman, Tigress (Kung Fu Panda), and Boozer.  How do you tell your two year old that his dog is gone?  I missed that day in Parenting 101, along with some other days I'm quite sure.  I opted not to tell him for a while, but everytime he'd pretend we'd all be reminded of what we knew and he didn't.  So finally one night I said, "Noah, Boozer has gone to live in heaven, he's not at Grandma Maxwells anymore."   Heaven- such an abstract concept for him.  His reply was "Boozer lives with Jesus?"  I guess so, what would heaven be without pets that have been loved and lost.  Strangely enough, there has been no more talk and pretending to be Boozer.  Rest in peace little guy.  I'm sure he's somewhere licking faces and jumping all over the place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-8155061314579005532?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/8155061314579005532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=8155061314579005532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/8155061314579005532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/8155061314579005532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/02/goodbyes.html' title='goodbyes...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/Sag0XsQExwI/AAAAAAAAA-M/S15on6HwIcs/s72-c/P1010067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-5553296697465434320</id><published>2009-02-25T08:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T08:52:35.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sibling love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SaVmt_HHebI/AAAAAAAAA-E/BszspbDkRDM/s1600-h/DSCF0060%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SaVmt_HHebI/AAAAAAAAA-E/BszspbDkRDM/s400/DSCF0060%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306760676147427762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SaVmt8PDGcI/AAAAAAAAA98/mgOetIoCHxM/s1600-h/DSCF0059%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SaVmt8PDGcI/AAAAAAAAA98/mgOetIoCHxM/s400/DSCF0059%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306760675375389122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to get some pictures of Noah holding Ivy, what you can't see is my hand supporting her.  She was too much weight for Noah and kept slowly sliding to the bed.  Plus Noah's got this fake smile happening lately with pictures.  I think these two look like brother and sister, although their eye colors really differ at this point.  Still hoping when I look into Ivy's eyes that they'll stay that soft blue color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point in my day I think it sure would be nice to just be me, no kids to tote doing errands and shopping.  Time to cook a real meal or actually vacuum.  That seems to be something I hardly do at all since it's so loud and obnoxious and Ivy's either with me or sleeping.  But then when the three of us lay down after lunch and read with Noah I sneak out after snoozing for a minute or 20 and look at those two little angels snuggled and peaceful on the bed and wish I could freeze time and have them here always.  Because I know they'll be a day when my house is empty and quiet and I don't trip on toys and constantly tidy up and I'll probably shed a tear or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess it's all about enjoying the here and now and living in the present.  How I love these two!  I can't wait until they can play together, Noah's such a great brother already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SaVmthT_JSI/AAAAAAAAA90/OI6oWngADJI/s1600-h/DSCF0058%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SaVmthT_JSI/AAAAAAAAA90/OI6oWngADJI/s400/DSCF0058%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306760668148344098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-5553296697465434320?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/5553296697465434320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=5553296697465434320' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5553296697465434320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5553296697465434320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/02/sibling-love.html' title='sibling love...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SaVmt_HHebI/AAAAAAAAA-E/BszspbDkRDM/s72-c/DSCF0060%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-6195249126384823853</id><published>2009-02-17T15:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T15:17:07.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He does whatever a spider can...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SZs12gFCtAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/snAQVK_qxPE/s1600-h/P1010160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SZs12gFCtAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/snAQVK_qxPE/s400/P1010160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303892196599182338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would I ever do without this sweet little boy?  He loves to wear an old costume and play with this toy, funny enough, all used and loved by Lauren as well.  Last night at dinner we all sat down, with our food, ready to pray.   The very Spiderman in the picture tucked into the sixth chair at the table.  Noah looks at me with tears in his eyes and says, "Spiderman wants some dinner."  It was too precious so he got his own little plate of potatoes, chicken and a veggie or two.  What we don't do for our kids :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-6195249126384823853?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/6195249126384823853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=6195249126384823853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6195249126384823853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6195249126384823853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/02/he-does-whatever-spider-can.html' title='He does whatever a spider can...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SZs12gFCtAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/snAQVK_qxPE/s72-c/P1010160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-7971839121229438422</id><published>2009-02-12T21:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:03:53.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SZTwz9mBePI/AAAAAAAAA9U/yVj5-osuUes/s1600-h/DSCF0042%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SZTwz9mBePI/AAAAAAAAA9U/yVj5-osuUes/s400/DSCF0042%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302127436819953906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SZTwzrQOodI/AAAAAAAAA9M/V3fDvzxwWp4/s1600-h/DSCF0041%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SZTwzrQOodI/AAAAAAAAA9M/V3fDvzxwWp4/s400/DSCF0041%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302127431896703442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses and love from all of us!  Wishing you all a lovey dovey V-day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-7971839121229438422?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/7971839121229438422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=7971839121229438422' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/7971839121229438422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/7971839121229438422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SZTwz9mBePI/AAAAAAAAA9U/yVj5-osuUes/s72-c/DSCF0042%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-6727180215028631324</id><published>2009-02-12T20:51:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T20:59:57.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a little Ivy goodness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SZTwNQwNZiI/AAAAAAAAA9E/QXaGqry4oe0/s1600-h/DSCF0038%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SZTwNQwNZiI/AAAAAAAAA9E/QXaGqry4oe0/s400/DSCF0038%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302126771948054050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SZTvZHybBBI/AAAAAAAAA88/gpNQUkg1ryU/s1600-h/DSCF0037%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SZTvZHybBBI/AAAAAAAAA88/gpNQUkg1ryU/s400/DSCF0037%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302125876188218386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SZTvYwmCcEI/AAAAAAAAA80/6CwsOMOAmSI/s1600-h/DSCF0036%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SZTvYwmCcEI/AAAAAAAAA80/6CwsOMOAmSI/s400/DSCF0036%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302125869962260546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Ivy sunshine, our smiley gal.  Happy three months today, almost been alive for 100 days!  We love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-6727180215028631324?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/6727180215028631324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=6727180215028631324' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6727180215028631324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6727180215028631324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-ivy-goodness.html' title='a little Ivy goodness...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SZTwNQwNZiI/AAAAAAAAA9E/QXaGqry4oe0/s72-c/DSCF0038%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-6300375880508488360</id><published>2009-02-06T21:20:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:40:04.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"please bless this food"- not a trite phrase...</title><content type='html'>Well tonight was a first for me. I have to say some pretty tasty things have come out of my kitchen, as well as some equally nasty dishes, but never yet have I caused anyone to be sick- that I'm aware of anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody has a friend with &lt;a href="http://http//digestive.niddk.nih.gov/ddiseases/pubs/celiac/index.htm#what"&gt;celiac disease &lt;/a&gt;who we have over because he's a friend, but mostly because he helps move heavy furniture and is a computer whiz :) I always make a good salad and we usually have steak. Well, today I was caught off guard when Cody called at 3 p.m. telling me he was coming to dinner. You would have thought I could have really whipped up something delicious since I'd been shopping this morning, one of those trips that drains your account and you pull away hoping all that food will last a REALLY long time. Not so apparently-the yummy dinner- the marinade I put the steaks in had soy sauce which has wheat. (As a side note I learned that if I'd used the cheap stuff I don't care for it would have been o.k.- go figure) Anyway, he's polished off about 2/3 of his steak and then asks what went into the marinade. I cautiously start naming off ingredients. The look on his face said it all, he pushed his plate away. He couldn't even finish his huge salad since it was on the same plate! The kids were all confused saying "what's wrong" over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was mortified. I'm not used to cooking for anyway with special dietary needs- obviously. I hope that he's not sick tomorrow. I do however think we need to come up with a better way to thank him for his services rather than dinner. Cody and I will have to discuss it... So tonight he dined on salad- a new one- and a fruit smoothie Cody whipped up. Oh, and my personal favorite- a glass of chocolate soy milk, what a meal. I hope he feels alright tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, apparently all soy sauces are not created equal, the good stuff has wheat in it, no wonder I like it better. Not a problem for me, but caused quite a rumpus at our dinner table. Say a prayer for this good man :) and always disclose your ingredients BEFORE digging in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-6300375880508488360?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/6300375880508488360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=6300375880508488360' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6300375880508488360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6300375880508488360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/02/please-bless-this-food-not-trite-phrase.html' title='&quot;please bless this food&quot;- not a trite phrase...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-7592128214841968189</id><published>2009-02-02T16:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T17:03:16.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super- what??</title><content type='html'>It was one of those days...not for me, but for Lauren.  It's what you impossibly hope that your kids never have to feel-alone, ostracized, or as she put it- embarrassed.  But we've all been there, and we all get through it.  Lauren's had a substitute teacher since the middle of December whom she has not enjoyed too much.  Today the sub tells that class that they're going to share with the class  how they celebrated the Super-Bowl.  The Super-Bowl- are you kidding me?  All hands go up and the sharing starts.   It sounded like Pepsi and chips were the highlights, oh, and the game.   Lauren was humiliated since we were traveling home from spending the weekend with grandparents and completely missed it.  I, of course start naming classmates who I venture probably didn't see the game after all, but she insisted she was the only one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to laugh, but that was my first reaction.  She doesn't ever watch sports of any kind on TV.  Poor girl, she felt like she'd missed a really important rite of passage.  I tried to downplay the whole event, telling her the only party I ever went to was when my roommate- a fanatical Broncos fan hosted one in our apartment.  I guess my own attitude about the Super-Bowl affected my answer because I couldn't care less about it.  I have no problem with it, it doesn't interest me too much.  No mention of it in Chloe's class.  I just felt bad that she felt so crummy about it, maybe we'll host our own "Hooray-this-over-rated-sporting-event-is-over" party.  And next time I think it's probably safe to assume that if it didn't take place at school, everyone probably didn't participate.  Are we the only weirdos who didn't watch yesterday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-7592128214841968189?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/7592128214841968189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=7592128214841968189' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/7592128214841968189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/7592128214841968189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/02/super-what.html' title='Super- what??'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-5539035396398481856</id><published>2009-01-29T20:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:55:57.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>need to waste 3 minutes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXG-O0Gal_o/SX8hGmRDRFI/AAAAAAAACyE/ZsbzJPBQ2io/s400/Creativity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXG-O0Gal_o/SX8hGmRDRFI/AAAAAAAACyE/ZsbzJPBQ2io/s400/Creativity.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take this &lt;a href="http://youniverse.com/statement/module/ArtModule/Creative_youniverse"&gt;creativity quiz&lt;/a&gt;, I fall into the 'Hands On' category which was surprisingly accurate.  How about you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/COMPAQ%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-28.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-5539035396398481856?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/5539035396398481856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=5539035396398481856' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5539035396398481856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5539035396398481856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/01/need-to-waste-3-minutes.html' title='need to waste 3 minutes?'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXG-O0Gal_o/SX8hGmRDRFI/AAAAAAAACyE/ZsbzJPBQ2io/s72-c/Creativity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-3640015606530752907</id><published>2009-01-23T16:44:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T17:06:22.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more winter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SXpXCn1LBBI/AAAAAAAAA8s/5sTFDq2TnpU/s1600-h/P1010143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SXpXCn1LBBI/AAAAAAAAA8s/5sTFDq2TnpU/s400/P1010143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294640014490797074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm trying to feel happy about the snow, after the holidays I'm ready for spring, walks outside, and gardens.  But, being a farmer's daughter I'm always glad for anything wet.  The kidlets are outside making massive snowmen as I write.  While waiting to pick them up at school I witnessed several boys "snowman tipping."  (Maybe I just made that up :)   I thought it was a bit comical until the girls got into the van.  Lauren and Chloe were disgusted and appalled since all three second grades had helped make two huge ones and the duties were protecting them from being knocked over during recess.  (What would I have done with twin boys?!  Surely they would have been part of the tipping rather than building...I digress)    I assured them, their snowmen were safe in our yard.  Plus, I could not believe there had been no snow pictures yet this season, it's time I suppose.  Can't wait until Ivy is big enough to join us, I admit I still do like to make snowmen.  Not much of a skier or snowboarder, but I do make good snowpeople!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So glad for the little things this week-&lt;br /&gt;-Ivy only waking once at night- ahh those precious zzz's&lt;br /&gt;-a new President!  I caught part of the Inauguration events.&lt;br /&gt;-seven Etsy shop sales this month, dusting off the trusty Bernina&lt;br /&gt;-a long weekend with Cody and the kids home&lt;br /&gt;-working out twice- and WOW-feelin' out of shape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SXpXCrwIm8I/AAAAAAAAA8k/Sjd2Rm7nhyM/s1600-h/P1010142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SXpXCrwIm8I/AAAAAAAAA8k/Sjd2Rm7nhyM/s400/P1010142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294640015543409602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-these big brown eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you have to look at the good things, just now I hear the girls bickering.  Those good moments come and go so fast!  Happy weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SXpXCdfMqLI/AAAAAAAAA8c/w3NAt-rI-b8/s1600-h/P1010141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SXpXCdfMqLI/AAAAAAAAA8c/w3NAt-rI-b8/s400/P1010141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294640011714275506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-3640015606530752907?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/3640015606530752907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=3640015606530752907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3640015606530752907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3640015606530752907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-winter.html' title='more winter...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SXpXCn1LBBI/AAAAAAAAA8s/5sTFDq2TnpU/s72-c/P1010143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-6151973034731985325</id><published>2009-01-13T11:31:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T11:53:59.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bits of life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SWze0XwoSpI/AAAAAAAAA8M/uEyUyNY5dOk/s1600-h/P1010133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SWze0XwoSpI/AAAAAAAAA8M/uEyUyNY5dOk/s400/P1010133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290848653566036626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SWze0Ne2Y5I/AAAAAAAAA8E/QcNUzh_88ts/s1600-h/P1010131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SWze0Ne2Y5I/AAAAAAAAA8E/QcNUzh_88ts/s400/P1010131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290848650807108498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's probably not terribly appetizing to show you our yummy gnocchi supper last night followed by a picture of Ivy bathing, but that's what you get today!&lt;br /&gt;I love to try new foods and dishes and it makes it even better when the family LIKES the new dish, which was the case here.  I'm not sure where to find gnocchi here in Idaho Falls, maybe we'll have to try making some, either way, a big thanks to Lina and Lans for the yummy idea and &lt;a href="http://www.taunton.com/finecooking/recipes/pan-fried-gnocchi-bacon-onions-peas.aspx"&gt;recipe.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those smiles in the tub are hard to catch, Ivy usually cries getting in and then getting out, that cold air I guess.  Once she's in though it's enjoyable for all.  I always look forward to when my babes can bathe in the 'real' tub.  You'd think after three kids I'd have these infant tubs figured out, but I'm not a big fan.  I can hardly believe she's two months old, I realized how much she's really grown seeing a newborn at church yesterday, wow, the first year is incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a huge hooray for Noah who is potty-trained!  He was so much easier than the girls, I'm sure being that he was just one rather than two, but he really took the initiative, which I didn't expect.&lt;br /&gt;Well, just a few tidbits, blogging has been a bit slow, just too many other things...  have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-6151973034731985325?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/6151973034731985325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=6151973034731985325' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6151973034731985325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/6151973034731985325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/01/bits-of-life.html' title='bits of life...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SWze0XwoSpI/AAAAAAAAA8M/uEyUyNY5dOk/s72-c/P1010133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-3613196231803599802</id><published>2009-01-04T20:43:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T21:14:53.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew...</title><content type='html'>The past month in a word- whew!  It was full of fun, busyness, and big events for our family.  First off this little shot of Ivy smiling, I tell you, I've never had a kid who smiled so readily or so soon.  When well rested and fed she's so fun to make faces at.  Lauren probably gets the most smiles from her, although just tonight she gave a a few giggles to Cody, so adorable.  Seeing this picture I can forgive her for nights where she's up every couple hours, almost.  :)  She still sleeps best in my arms or the pouch as Noah calls it.  "No Mom, don't wear the pouch, put Ivy in her bed!"  He knows there's no rough boy play when the pouch is in place, and he does love to wrestle and get wild.  Thank goodness for Dads who can take the abuse right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SWGDclALxdI/AAAAAAAAA78/KqpuPSQyjFg/s1600-h/P1010017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SWGDclALxdI/AAAAAAAAA78/KqpuPSQyjFg/s400/P1010017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287651964502132178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas was so much fun here.  Cody redeemed us after I spilled the beans about Santa last year- what's a Mom to do?  Anyway, the girls were believing again in Santa this year.  Mainly because of some silly website Cody found Christmas Eve that tracks where in the world Santa has been spotted.  If it's on the internet it must be true I'm sure.  It's funny how I'm always surprised at what I think their favorite gift will be and then what it actually is.  The girls have been playing a lot with their digital pets and cameras.  The Wii has been a big hit too, don't think Cody could survive without some gaming system around.  I'm still pretty inept at video games, but maybe I'll get there.  The girls have him to thank for their abilities there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SWGDcMV5yDI/AAAAAAAAA70/r1XpFRmefrI/s1600-h/P1010004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SWGDcMV5yDI/AAAAAAAAA70/r1XpFRmefrI/s400/P1010004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287651957882341426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday Lauren and Chloe were baptized and confirmed.  It was such a beautiful morning.  We just had a small crowd with family.  I knew I'd be emotional about the whole affair and I was.  Chloe said the night before that she didn't feel as excited as she should and I was suggesting she might feel more of a quiet and calm excitement rather than I-won-a-million-bucks excitement.  But when they were changing into the white clothing she started jumping up and down telling me how excited she was.  We have a new stake presidency and they did a great job.  The president even retrieved some batteries from his truck for me for our dying camera.   Sometimes it's hard to pull it all together and get out the door with everything I need, any moms relate?!   As I went back to help them change into their white dresses I was overcome with thankfulness, for the choice they made, for the beautiful, helpful, kind daughters they've become, and mostly that I'm their Mom and have the opportunity to share all their milestones with them.  My hope is that one day I'll be helping them change into their white dresses at the temple when they're married.  But that can wait, they're already growing up so fast.  I'm so proud of each of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SWGDbv7c5NI/AAAAAAAAA7s/UJnU-icPOYA/s1600-h/P1010003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SWGDbv7c5NI/AAAAAAAAA7s/UJnU-icPOYA/s400/P1010003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287651950255203538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I think I'm ready to kick off a new year,  thinking of some resolutions, trying to keep it simple and doable.  Happy 2009 to you and your families!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SWGCplyXM-I/AAAAAAAAA7k/8AInjzYFNsA/s1600-h/P1010116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SWGCplyXM-I/AAAAAAAAA7k/8AInjzYFNsA/s400/P1010116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287651088539268066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-3613196231803599802?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/3613196231803599802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=3613196231803599802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3613196231803599802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/3613196231803599802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2009/01/whew.html' title='Whew...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SWGDclALxdI/AAAAAAAAA78/KqpuPSQyjFg/s72-c/P1010017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-2877122106838779421</id><published>2008-12-17T14:51:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T16:32:11.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>white dresses...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SUl4MDCRndI/AAAAAAAAA7c/oLzkz-lsGZo/s1600-h/P1010018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SUl4MDCRndI/AAAAAAAAA7c/oLzkz-lsGZo/s400/P1010018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280884186437230034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SUl30i-RbPI/AAAAAAAAA7M/-YkpoluwEqA/s1600-h/P1010017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SUl30i-RbPI/AAAAAAAAA7M/-YkpoluwEqA/s400/P1010017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280883782693514482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Six white dresses to be exact.  Lots of good stuff happening here lately.  Sweet Ivy- I can't type her name without putting some adjective before it :) - was blessed this past Sunday.  Grandma Yost made her dress, it turned out just beautiful and must have taken quite a while.  She used the same fabric I used to make Lauren and Chloe's baptism dresses.  The last three white dresses came on Sunday when Grandma Yost gave Lauren and Chloe their birthday presents.  She used the beaded bodice part of her wedding dress to create two white dresses for two American Girl dolls, Molly and Felicity.  They were so excited and just adore them.  They have wanted one for about two years.  It was a special gift to help them remember their baptisms and how special this birthday is.  I'm so thankful to have three daughters and be able to celebrate all these special days with them.  I just realized last night that now I'll be able to sew dresses for one more little girl- Ivy.  I'm also thankful for my Mom who loves these girls almost as much as I do, thanks for your help!  Happy eight years Lauren and Chloe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SUl30dj2_oI/AAAAAAAAA7E/q1DgYDJn0oQ/s1600-h/P1010013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SUl30dj2_oI/AAAAAAAAA7E/q1DgYDJn0oQ/s400/P1010013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280883781240553090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SUl3z18cF8I/AAAAAAAAA68/zP-nTPs4b68/s1600-h/P1010012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SUl3z18cF8I/AAAAAAAAA68/zP-nTPs4b68/s400/P1010012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280883770606229442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SUl3zU4hS8I/AAAAAAAAA60/hSuBZd4Rmeo/s1600-h/P1010006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SUl3zU4hS8I/AAAAAAAAA60/hSuBZd4Rmeo/s400/P1010006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280883761731423170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SUl2m-stzvI/AAAAAAAAA6s/GgF9Q69J63A/s1600-h/mom+ivy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SUl2m-stzvI/AAAAAAAAA6s/GgF9Q69J63A/s400/mom+ivy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280882450106273522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-2877122106838779421?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/2877122106838779421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=2877122106838779421' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/2877122106838779421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/2877122106838779421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2008/12/white-dresses.html' title='white dresses...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/SUl4MDCRndI/AAAAAAAAA7c/oLzkz-lsGZo/s72-c/P1010018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-600264814848593423</id><published>2008-12-05T19:36:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:32:45.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fun nights and not so fun nights...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/STnnHJOMqTI/AAAAAAAAArI/TMmPbCVDJFc/s1600-h/P1010073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/STnnHJOMqTI/AAAAAAAAArI/TMmPbCVDJFc/s400/P1010073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276502548361816370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First things first, little Ivy.  She's the boss of my life now it seems and I'm loving it most of the time :)  Between her feedings, Noah's nap and other factors it's hard to get out the door and around town to get anything done.  I have to post a humongous thank you to Cody who has almost completed our Christmas shopping by himself.  I think he really enjoys it and it's been a huge help to have him out and about rather than me with the kids.  Ivy HATES her carseat, so this week I've nearly perfected holding her with one hand and dragging my cart behind with the other.  From what I've noticed lately though, I'm not the only mom out there who has to gear herself up to do errands, and that's o.k. !  And when I happen to need both arms &lt;a href="http://www.newnativeinc.com/orders/prodtype.asp?cookiecheck=yes&amp;amp;strPageHistory=cat&amp;amp;PT_ID=70"&gt;this lifesaver &lt;/a&gt;has been the best money I've spent as far as babies go for quite a while.  I highly recommend it, Ivy loves being toted around and usually dozes off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/STnnGr-se5I/AAAAAAAAArA/EwGy-7EJXd0/s1600-h/P1010071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/STnnGr-se5I/AAAAAAAAArA/EwGy-7EJXd0/s400/P1010071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276502540512164754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/STnnGOjAAnI/AAAAAAAAAq4/zMFQZKZH5f8/s1600-h/P1010069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/STnnGOjAAnI/AAAAAAAAAq4/zMFQZKZH5f8/s400/P1010069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276502532611375730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We celebrated 31 years of me on the 1st.  Cody had the day off and we had lunch together then he graciously offered to go grocery shopping so I wouldn't have to with Ivy.  (Remembering nursing Noah in the bathrooms mid-way through has made me a little hesitant to take Ivy yet.)  A sweet lady brought us dinner then we had cake.  I guess at some point in your life you realize that getting kitchen appliances for gifts isn't a bad thing, I'm there.  My new waffle iron is the best, we're all enjoying it.  This was just a silly picture of Noah.  Don't be alarmed, the gray goop he's licking up is blueberry muffin batter.  He's always drags his step-stool in chanting "batter, batter" when he knows something yummy is being mixed.  Noah caught a bit of a cold last week and by yesterday I figured he should be on the upside of feeling better, but wasn't.  He went to bed and woke up about 2 with labored breathing and a bad cough.  We were pretty concerned so Cody took him to the hospital.  He's recovering from croup for the next few days.  It's tough to know with kids how bad it really is.  It was a bit scary though when he was crying and so upset because he wasn't getting enough air.  His discharge papers said no strenuous activity, it hasn't been strenuous, but he's been active :)  I guess that means he's feeling a little bit better.  I'm thankful, it was a stressful night.  Looking forward to a low-key weekend, making gingerbread cookies tomorrow with the kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/STnnF0kCgFI/AAAAAAAAAqw/XEh3rp5xLws/s1600-h/P1010068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/STnnF0kCgFI/AAAAAAAAAqw/XEh3rp5xLws/s400/P1010068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276502525636411474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-600264814848593423?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/600264814848593423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=600264814848593423' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/600264814848593423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/600264814848593423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2008/12/fun-nights-and-not-so-fun-nights.html' title='fun nights and not so fun nights...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAPDJdiZtwA/STnnHJOMqTI/AAAAAAAAArI/TMmPbCVDJFc/s72-c/P1010073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72085784531679821.post-5760948180525807078</id><published>2008-11-25T13:46:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T13:51:52.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling thankful...</title><content type='html'>Chloe came home with a school assignment yesterday.  Her teacher's instructions were to find reasons to be thankful for things that she normally might not be grateful for, here's the result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful there are jellyfish in the water cause it means we can't go in the wrong place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful there are trees in the forest so we know there's no campsites there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful there is sap in trees because sap helps us make honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful there are dresses cause they let us look are best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful there are yams even thou I don't like them.  But there a thanksgiving tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful we have mistakes because we can learn from are mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well said Chloe.  I'm feeling so grateful this season, mostly for family, near and far, older and very young.  Truly life's most important blessings are the people we love.  Hope everyone has a safe and happy Thanksgiving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72085784531679821-5760948180525807078?l=hellohansens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/feeds/5760948180525807078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72085784531679821&amp;postID=5760948180525807078' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5760948180525807078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72085784531679821/posts/default/5760948180525807078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohansens.blogspot.com/2008/11/feeling-thankful.html' title='feeling thankful...'/><author><name>Hansen family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02943170281275334950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
