<?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-19429743</id><updated>2011-10-02T06:00:20.608-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cutest Girl in the Whole World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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>196</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-4237162426327968745</id><published>2010-12-16T18:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T18:34:47.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want to be a Toothfairy When I Grow Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TSOsUsk4iqI/AAAAAAAAAlg/t_ty3DF-AoY/s1600/Tooth2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TSOsUsk4iqI/AAAAAAAAAlg/t_ty3DF-AoY/s400/Tooth2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558475836668545698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I LOST MY TOOTH!  Silly mom gave me an apple for snack and my tooth was loose, so when I bit into it, my tooth fell out!  I called mom from the nurses office and told her the good news.  I put my tooth under my pillow and the Tooth Fairy gave me two paper moneys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TSOsUWT2q4I/AAAAAAAAAlY/u3yzR6IOSJE/s1600/Tooth1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TSOsUWT2q4I/AAAAAAAAAlY/u3yzR6IOSJE/s400/Tooth1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558475830691539842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now I want to be the tooth fairy when I grow up.  Where do I get wings?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-4237162426327968745?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/4237162426327968745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=4237162426327968745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4237162426327968745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4237162426327968745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-want-to-be-toothfairy-when-i-grow-up.html' title='I Want to be a Toothfairy When I Grow Up!'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TSOsUsk4iqI/AAAAAAAAAlg/t_ty3DF-AoY/s72-c/Tooth2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-4950316391481569519</id><published>2010-10-06T19:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T19:58:58.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Cassidy on Wheels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TK0M6arB3QI/AAAAAAAAAlM/oeau4Nc-3s0/s1600/Princess+Cassidy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TK0M6arB3QI/AAAAAAAAAlM/oeau4Nc-3s0/s400/Princess+Cassidy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525086515585211650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friends have the coolest toys.  We played dress-up at L's house and she had a car that went with the outfit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-4950316391481569519?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/4950316391481569519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=4950316391481569519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4950316391481569519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4950316391481569519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2010/10/princess-cassidy-on-wheels.html' title='Princess Cassidy on Wheels'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TK0M6arB3QI/AAAAAAAAAlM/oeau4Nc-3s0/s72-c/Princess+Cassidy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-8986748040389166720</id><published>2010-09-26T08:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T09:02:34.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Library Caravan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TJ9DTBVeosI/AAAAAAAAAlE/lt8og3fZemc/s1600/Caravan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TJ9DTBVeosI/AAAAAAAAAlE/lt8og3fZemc/s400/Caravan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521205662234616514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kindergarten is a blast and I've been making lots of new friends.  Behind me is L who sits next to me in class.  She's super fun and helps me when we get teased by O.  We went to the library on Friday and L's mom wheeled us all (that's L's little sister in the front).  Her mom clearly got a great workout and we had fun, fun, fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-8986748040389166720?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/8986748040389166720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=8986748040389166720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8986748040389166720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8986748040389166720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2010/09/library-caravan.html' title='The Library Caravan'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TJ9DTBVeosI/AAAAAAAAAlE/lt8og3fZemc/s72-c/Caravan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-5930594319501183369</id><published>2010-09-15T13:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T13:45:32.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TJEEzcgJsPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/7X6Ko2X4Nx0/s1600/First+Day+of+Kindergarten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TJEEzcgJsPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/7X6Ko2X4Nx0/s400/First+Day+of+Kindergarten.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517196300376453362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm a big time Kindergartner now!  Wooowheeee.  My first day of school went well, I think I can actually handle the big league.  Below is me pondering upon what it means to be in Kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TJEFTVzTUzI/AAAAAAAAAk8/wGCZWZdKePY/s1600/Kindergarten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TJEFTVzTUzI/AAAAAAAAAk8/wGCZWZdKePY/s400/Kindergarten.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517196848333542194" 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/19429743-5930594319501183369?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/5930594319501183369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=5930594319501183369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5930594319501183369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5930594319501183369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-day-of-kindergarten.html' title='First Day of Kindergarten'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TJEEzcgJsPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/7X6Ko2X4Nx0/s72-c/First+Day+of+Kindergarten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-4579123936662441209</id><published>2010-06-19T17:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T09:03:26.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearts Galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TB03H5lKSnI/AAAAAAAAAkk/BpuemTqXv5U/s1600/Cass%27+Hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TB03H5lKSnI/AAAAAAAAAkk/BpuemTqXv5U/s400/Cass%27+Hearts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484600530062428786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't think my hearts are really hearts, but mom loves them anyways.  She wouldn't let me cut it to bits until she took a picture of it.  What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-4579123936662441209?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/4579123936662441209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=4579123936662441209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4579123936662441209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4579123936662441209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2010/06/hearts-galore.html' title='Hearts Galore'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TB03H5lKSnI/AAAAAAAAAkk/BpuemTqXv5U/s72-c/Cass%27+Hearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-6645469268427471024</id><published>2010-06-19T17:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T17:27:53.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TB02BZkrkdI/AAAAAAAAAkc/JyOnKN_PGWk/s1600/Cass+and+Miss+Lindsay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TB02BZkrkdI/AAAAAAAAAkc/JyOnKN_PGWk/s400/Cass+and+Miss+Lindsay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484599318879637970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm a pre-school graduate!!  Here's a picture of me and my teacher Miss Lindsay on graduation day.  I'm going to start kindergarten tomorrow!  Yay me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-6645469268427471024?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/6645469268427471024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=6645469268427471024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6645469268427471024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6645469268427471024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2010/06/graduation-day.html' title='Graduation Day'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/TB02BZkrkdI/AAAAAAAAAkc/JyOnKN_PGWk/s72-c/Cass+and+Miss+Lindsay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-8323242693388311921</id><published>2010-05-16T19:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T09:05:51.204-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brammy and the grandkids-X</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/S_B5yLvO7VI/AAAAAAAAAkU/ExTF3uAeaJo/s1600/The+Gkids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/S_B5yLvO7VI/AAAAAAAAAkU/ExTF3uAeaJo/s400/The+Gkids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472007450306473298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and all the grand kids-X went to the North Shore Country Club for mother's day dinner and Brammy loved it.  (We all had a good time- the seafood crepes were to die for)  I had a great time talking to all the kids in the dining room and playing under the table.  Lots of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-8323242693388311921?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/8323242693388311921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=8323242693388311921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8323242693388311921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8323242693388311921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2010/05/brammy-and-grandkids-x.html' title='Brammy and the grandkids-X'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/S_B5yLvO7VI/AAAAAAAAAkU/ExTF3uAeaJo/s72-c/The+Gkids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-5565187138623936066</id><published>2010-05-16T18:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T19:02:08.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi I'm Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/S_B41C1YIgI/AAAAAAAAAkM/O5IdrLmnYcs/s1600/Hi+I%27m+Five.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/S_B41C1YIgI/AAAAAAAAAkM/O5IdrLmnYcs/s400/Hi+I%27m+Five.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472006399944303106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Yay me!! I am 5 years old!!!&lt;/span&gt; I am a big girl now and I've given up all my shenanigans.  It's a whole new me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-5565187138623936066?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/5565187138623936066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=5565187138623936066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5565187138623936066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5565187138623936066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2010/05/hi-im-five.html' title='Hi I&apos;m Five'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/S_B41C1YIgI/AAAAAAAAAkM/O5IdrLmnYcs/s72-c/Hi+I%27m+Five.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-4878149440433310567</id><published>2010-04-17T11:52:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T15:03:33.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Choices</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/S8nZiqtVwvI/AAAAAAAAAkE/EcudFFwR4vo/s1600/Sad+Choices.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/S8nZiqtVwvI/AAAAAAAAAkE/EcudFFwR4vo/s400/Sad+Choices.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461135212766675698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom dropped a can of spray paint on the ground and the top broke (which she didn't know), so I took advantage of the situation.  I was able to get the lid off easily and use the spray paint.  This is my newest piece: house vandalism.  I also spray painted the walkway, some of the front lawn grass, the white rocking chair on the porch and...my lovely little sister.  When I showed mom what I did, she went ballistic.  You don't need to hear all the details, but my punishment includes painting the boo-boos white again and no drawing for a long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-4878149440433310567?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/4878149440433310567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=4878149440433310567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4878149440433310567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4878149440433310567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2010/04/sad-choices.html' title='Sad Choices'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/S8nZiqtVwvI/AAAAAAAAAkE/EcudFFwR4vo/s72-c/Sad+Choices.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-7972603302868568259</id><published>2010-04-17T11:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T11:51:50.165-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Most Recent Installation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/S8nYjIbxApI/AAAAAAAAAj8/fv8P_7JWqzU/s1600/Cass+Instal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/S8nYjIbxApI/AAAAAAAAAj8/fv8P_7JWqzU/s400/Cass+Instal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461134121234399890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...includes live people and lots of toys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-7972603302868568259?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/7972603302868568259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=7972603302868568259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7972603302868568259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7972603302868568259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-most-recent-installation.html' title='My Most Recent Installation...'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/S8nYjIbxApI/AAAAAAAAAj8/fv8P_7JWqzU/s72-c/Cass+Instal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-951333583957335955</id><published>2010-03-03T10:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T10:56:00.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging with the Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/S46FNwE7w9I/AAAAAAAAAjs/jzAdTWyxKog/s1600-h/Cass+and+Sean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/S46FNwE7w9I/AAAAAAAAAjs/jzAdTWyxKog/s400/Cass+and+Sean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444435470827897810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For President's week I took a trip to Dallas to visit my mom's college friend and her family.  They have two sons so their house is filled with boy toys.  I love boy toys.  We ran around all day pushing trucks and building with their legos, I even reorganized the boys room with S's help.  It was lots of fun.  The only downer was that the boys loved Thomas and not Spongebob.  But I think that I got S hooked on Spongebob by the end of our visit.  Below is me and M at the Aviation Museum- we took a flight of our own and made the most of our quarters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/S46FOWzqzFI/AAAAAAAAAj0/1Mav-VM77ME/s1600-h/Cass+and+Michael.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/S46FOWzqzFI/AAAAAAAAAj0/1Mav-VM77ME/s400/Cass+and+Michael.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444435481224465490" 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/19429743-951333583957335955?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/951333583957335955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=951333583957335955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/951333583957335955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/951333583957335955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2010/03/hanging-with-boys.html' title='Hanging with the Boys'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/S46FNwE7w9I/AAAAAAAAAjs/jzAdTWyxKog/s72-c/Cass+and+Sean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-1469581151952814283</id><published>2010-01-08T12:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T12:59:49.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and Charlie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/S0dxn9KFntI/AAAAAAAAAjk/-6kEB0e5DJ0/s1600-h/Cass+and+Charlie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/S0dxn9KFntI/AAAAAAAAAjk/-6kEB0e5DJ0/s400/Cass+and+Charlie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424429207436762834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me and my 2nd cousin Charlie.  Isn't she adorable?  She's called the Nugget and she's pure gold.  She stayed with me at Mimi's house over New Year's Eve so our parents could celebrate the night sans enfants.  We are the best kids ever.  We were all in bed by 8pm so Mimi and Pops could enjoy the party at their house.  Charlie didn't cry once during her whole visit.  I gave her lots of kisses and wanted to pick her up, but unfortunately I wasn't allowed to.  Oh well.  Maybe when I'm a little older.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-1469581151952814283?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/1469581151952814283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=1469581151952814283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1469581151952814283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1469581151952814283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-and-charlie.html' title='Me and Charlie'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/S0dxn9KFntI/AAAAAAAAAjk/-6kEB0e5DJ0/s72-c/Cass+and+Charlie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-8369968668071422191</id><published>2009-12-30T18:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T18:29:00.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real Auntie Mish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Szk_jFLIljI/AAAAAAAAAjU/0VsvzAYQmuo/s1600-h/Auntie+mish+and+cass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Szk_jFLIljI/AAAAAAAAAjU/0VsvzAYQmuo/s400/Auntie+mish+and+cass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420433498433951282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She came over for leftovers and wine at my house the day after Christmas.  Santa Claus brought me a lot of pens and paints this year and I got busy with them.  Mom was too tired to clean me up before Aunt Mish arrived, so I stayed as I was (she wouldn't be appalled like Grammy would be).  It was lots of fun playing with Aunt Mish and this way Aunt Mish got her dose of kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-8369968668071422191?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/8369968668071422191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=8369968668071422191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8369968668071422191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8369968668071422191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/12/real-auntie-mish.html' title='The Real Auntie Mish'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Szk_jFLIljI/AAAAAAAAAjU/0VsvzAYQmuo/s72-c/Auntie+mish+and+cass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-2060479298852026595</id><published>2009-12-28T18:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T18:42:01.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Was on the Good Girl List!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SzlBKCc1npI/AAAAAAAAAjc/_mL_HmI23Zo/s1600-h/Santa+Loves+Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SzlBKCc1npI/AAAAAAAAAjc/_mL_HmI23Zo/s400/Santa+Loves+Me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420435267229425298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Santa loves me and brought me lots of toys!!  Look at my stocking- it's full.  You should see the tree, it has even more presents!  Poor mom, she was on the bad girl list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-2060479298852026595?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/2060479298852026595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=2060479298852026595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/2060479298852026595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/2060479298852026595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-was-on-good-girl-list.html' title='I Was on the Good Girl List!'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SzlBKCc1npI/AAAAAAAAAjc/_mL_HmI23Zo/s72-c/Santa+Loves+Me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-1461916739054009815</id><published>2009-12-17T17:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T17:50:00.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The SHOW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-90fed34e00fe6199" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D90fed34e00fe6199%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329956418%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C0D9C951CA7CF98AEF9B31AE6B761EEE0D18CF9.8E3B8702CC30C02EC81F64472B7993E12DA09D8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D90fed34e00fe6199%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQoxT0cHKWG7DKR7ADHdzspZKytM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D90fed34e00fe6199%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329956418%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C0D9C951CA7CF98AEF9B31AE6B761EEE0D18CF9.8E3B8702CC30C02EC81F64472B7993E12DA09D8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D90fed34e00fe6199%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQoxT0cHKWG7DKR7ADHdzspZKytM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Filming done by Auntie Mish)&lt;br /&gt;There is me in the middle and I'm next to my fab friend S.  We are rockin the house so that Santa can hear all the way up in the North Pole.  It is still undecided if I am on the Naughty or Nice list...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-1461916739054009815?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/1461916739054009815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=1461916739054009815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1461916739054009815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1461916739054009815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/12/show.html' title='The SHOW!'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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-19429743.post-7618607976097904689</id><published>2009-12-10T21:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T10:55:49.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dog Named Eddie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SxxunDOxNuI/AAAAAAAAAi8/8RyCQr1f8s4/s1600-h/eddie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SxxunDOxNuI/AAAAAAAAAi8/8RyCQr1f8s4/s400/eddie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412322469353699042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What kind of guy names his dog after his best friend?  My Pops dog-sat for Eddie, his friend's dog and namesake.  At first I didn't like him because he jumped up on me and knocked me over, but after awhile I showed him who was boss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-7618607976097904689?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/7618607976097904689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=7618607976097904689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7618607976097904689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7618607976097904689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/12/dog-named-eddie.html' title='A Dog Named Eddie'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SxxunDOxNuI/AAAAAAAAAi8/8RyCQr1f8s4/s72-c/eddie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-9109166204456041716</id><published>2009-12-07T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T09:12:00.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quality Time with Pops</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SxxtCDqMibI/AAAAAAAAAic/rHCY1yP8Wn8/s1600-h/Hanging+w+pops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SxxtCDqMibI/AAAAAAAAAic/rHCY1yP8Wn8/s400/Hanging+w+pops.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412320734301948338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me hanging out with pops.  A couple of years ago it was me taking the nap, but nowadays, I'm up while he snoozes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-9109166204456041716?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/9109166204456041716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=9109166204456041716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/9109166204456041716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/9109166204456041716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/12/quality-time-with-pops.html' title='Quality Time with Pops'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SxxtCDqMibI/AAAAAAAAAic/rHCY1yP8Wn8/s72-c/Hanging+w+pops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-1506312465895596684</id><published>2009-12-06T21:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T22:27:21.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Popping Up Popcorn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SxxuSmmmOfI/AAAAAAAAAi0/ZHtA0EX1HII/s1600-h/Popping+Popcorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SxxuSmmmOfI/AAAAAAAAAi0/ZHtA0EX1HII/s400/Popping+Popcorn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412322118071630322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mimi and Pops showed Tula and me how popcorn is made- BY POPPING!  It's amazing stuff.  There are these little kernels in the hot pan and the next thing you know they are POPCORN.  God really knocked himself (or herself) out when he came up with this idea.  Who would've thought?  It's almost as amazing as a caterpillar changing into a butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SxxuHDDvPkI/AAAAAAAAAis/x8eyVzFFePI/s1600-h/Eating+Popcorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SxxuHDDvPkI/AAAAAAAAAis/x8eyVzFFePI/s400/Eating+Popcorn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412321919551618626" 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/19429743-1506312465895596684?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/1506312465895596684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-7052722821986842078</id><published>2009-11-10T17:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T17:38:28.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Auntie Mish</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ecd70bd87c16bf20" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=7052722821986842078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7052722821986842078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7052722821986842078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-auntie-mish.html' title='Happy Birthday Auntie Mish'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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-19429743.post-8222288667599225128</id><published>2009-11-01T17:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T08:32:45.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Su4IolF4K8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/FPnBqUfKiuQ/s1600-h/Halloween+Cuties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Su4IolF4K8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/FPnBqUfKiuQ/s400/Halloween+Cuties.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399262496508357570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Aerial, cowgirl princess, and ladybug ready for trick-or-treating.  We couldn't get to the houses fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Su4Io1XMMWI/AAAAAAAAAiU/8h4onnIkf-4/s1600-h/Witches+brew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Su4Io1XMMWI/AAAAAAAAAiU/8h4onnIkf-4/s400/Witches+brew.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399262500875940194" 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/19429743-8222288667599225128?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/8222288667599225128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=8222288667599225128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8222288667599225128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8222288667599225128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Su4IolF4K8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/FPnBqUfKiuQ/s72-c/Halloween+Cuties.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-5456944585283902083</id><published>2009-11-01T15:59:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T17:14:28.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We've Been Ghosted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Su33xtNDUwI/AAAAAAAAAiE/C6qzhBDPfaM/s1600-h/Ghosted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Su33xtNDUwI/AAAAAAAAAiE/C6qzhBDPfaM/s400/Ghosted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399243961607082754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other night while I was wreaking havoc in the attic, mommy was cooking dinner and Tula was having a snack, we heard a loud knocking at the door.  Mom looked out and saw a brown bag sitting on the mat.  Since it was so close to Halloween she was a little worried about what was inside the bag.  Finally she decided to investigate and we slowly opened the front door.  "YOU"VE BEEN GHOSTED" was written on the bag and treats were inside!  So much better than tricks any night.  Tula and I both ate all of our dinners so that we could eat all of the treats!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-5456944585283902083?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/5456944585283902083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=5456944585283902083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5456944585283902083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5456944585283902083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-got-ghosted.html' title='We&apos;ve Been Ghosted'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Su33xtNDUwI/AAAAAAAAAiE/C6qzhBDPfaM/s72-c/Ghosted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-2324389274647112149</id><published>2009-10-13T20:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T13:22:14.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Islanders Rock...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/StUhzxX0GiI/AAAAAAAAAh0/lzRi52Cwa2Y/s1600-h/Cass+at+game+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/StUhzxX0GiI/AAAAAAAAAh0/lzRi52Cwa2Y/s400/Cass+at+game+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392253302156302882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...even if they don't necessarily win, those poor guys sure know how to fight.  Bramps, Dad, Tula, and I went to the first kids game of the season and we had a blast.  I'm hanging out with my new BFF (the mascot for the winning team, whose name shall not be said)  listening to the booming on the boards.  BOOM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-2324389274647112149?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/2324389274647112149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=2324389274647112149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/2324389274647112149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/2324389274647112149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/10/islanders-rock.html' title='The Islanders Rock...'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/StUhzxX0GiI/AAAAAAAAAh0/lzRi52Cwa2Y/s72-c/Cass+at+game+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-5379915292077958795</id><published>2009-10-04T22:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T09:02:19.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing with Princesses</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c965bfeb88b4a207" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc965bfeb88b4a207%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329956418%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D47AC137F6FB1C6978B91730B0B6A33D1AA917926.4D4845018C3997013A00FD43ED070A5128D17B17%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc965bfeb88b4a207%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrcdRsSjKqBAhJoBETl02mUisfwU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc965bfeb88b4a207%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329956418%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D47AC137F6FB1C6978B91730B0B6A33D1AA917926.4D4845018C3997013A00FD43ED070A5128D17B17%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc965bfeb88b4a207%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrcdRsSjKqBAhJoBETl02mUisfwU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-5379915292077958795?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/5379915292077958795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=5379915292077958795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5379915292077958795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5379915292077958795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/10/playing-with-princesses.html' title='Playing with Princesses'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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-19429743.post-5300814467489256334</id><published>2009-10-04T21:56:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T22:35:40.119-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SslScUXe4UI/AAAAAAAAAhs/3cx72BZBhlE/s1600-h/fast+friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SslScUXe4UI/AAAAAAAAAhs/3cx72BZBhlE/s400/fast+friends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388929075582525762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A boy named Zach zoomed down my block and showed me some really cool tricks he could do on his scooter. Then he let me take a ride on his scooter! And then he went home and got his trike (because one speedy toy wasn't enough).  I was very impressed with his no fear attitude and boundless amount of energy.   I think that we're going to be fast friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-5300814467489256334?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/5300814467489256334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=5300814467489256334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5300814467489256334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5300814467489256334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/10/fast-friends.html' title='Fast Friends'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SslScUXe4UI/AAAAAAAAAhs/3cx72BZBhlE/s72-c/fast+friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-8435137881515934307</id><published>2009-09-11T22:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T13:15:02.854-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lobster Roll Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SqsKVbXiISI/AAAAAAAAAhk/VDUZcaNSlZ0/s1600-h/Lobster+Lunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SqsKVbXiISI/AAAAAAAAAhk/VDUZcaNSlZ0/s400/Lobster+Lunch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380405543064183074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went on a road trip to Deer Isle and it was a very beautiful place, but it was a little spooky too.  Kind of like right out of a Stephen King novel.  All the people were really nice...well maybe not the hostess at the restaurant we ate at... but everyone else was, but it seemed like they could have all been hiding some kind of secret.  I'm too young to really think about that kind of stuff, but I was a little afraid of the lady at the restaurant who said the umbrellas wouldn't go up when we knew they would.  (See the one in the background, she opened it later for another party, probably some locals.)  She didn't like us.  We were outsiders.  Unlike most horror novels we didn't stick around to investigate.  We ate our lobster rolls and were out of there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-8435137881515934307?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/8435137881515934307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=8435137881515934307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8435137881515934307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8435137881515934307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/09/lobster-roll-lunch.html' title='Lobster Roll Lunch'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SqsKVbXiISI/AAAAAAAAAhk/VDUZcaNSlZ0/s72-c/Lobster+Lunch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-1247124519149628997</id><published>2009-09-11T22:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T22:36:30.189-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Canoe Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SqsIZruuOII/AAAAAAAAAhc/wh6rPXlvW6s/s1600-h/Canoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SqsIZruuOII/AAAAAAAAAhc/wh6rPXlvW6s/s400/Canoe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380403417152632962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;August was a whirlwind of a month with mom packing for our move and all.  Then as soon as we moved into a new house, we were off on a trip to Maine.  I couldn't figure out which house was mine with so many beds that I was sleeping in.  This canoe ride helped me meditate and sort things out.  We had seven sleepovers at our cabin in Maine and it was pure bliss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-1247124519149628997?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/1247124519149628997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=1247124519149628997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1247124519149628997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1247124519149628997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-first-canoe-ride.html' title='My First Canoe Ride'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SqsIZruuOII/AAAAAAAAAhc/wh6rPXlvW6s/s72-c/Canoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-4279653410465669686</id><published>2009-07-27T16:34:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T12:05:12.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Minature Horses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Sm4PiUQH7iI/AAAAAAAAAgs/4P4UwJJhbMw/s1600-h/riding+horse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Sm4PiUQH7iI/AAAAAAAAAgs/4P4UwJJhbMw/s400/riding+horse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363241288471146018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I was invited to ride minature horses by an old friend of Uncle Steve's.  His family is really nice and I played with their son R.J.   He's younger that me, but I like younger boys.  He let me share his water.  I really liked to ride the horse around the barn, but I didn't want to feed it because I was afraid of losing a finger.  I wore my cowboy boots and they came in handy when I walked around the ranch.  Now I know why they are called sh-t kickers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way Daddy, I don't want a kitty anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Sm4QMDAckxI/AAAAAAAAAg0/euSIUEx9uAs/s1600-h/kitty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Sm4QMDAckxI/AAAAAAAAAg0/euSIUEx9uAs/s400/kitty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363242005396493074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I want a Kawasaki Mule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Sm4PhzCqInI/AAAAAAAAAgk/IZC0eI4xk2E/s1600-h/mule.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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Sm4PhzCqInI/AAAAAAAAAgk/IZC0eI4xk2E/s400/mule.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363241279556297330" 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/19429743-4279653410465669686?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/4279653410465669686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=4279653410465669686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4279653410465669686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4279653410465669686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/07/minature-horses.html' title='Minature Horses'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Sm4PiUQH7iI/AAAAAAAAAgs/4P4UwJJhbMw/s72-c/riding+horse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-7599877911116382704</id><published>2009-07-27T16:27:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:20:31.228-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tweedledee and Tweedledum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Sm4N22AKRgI/AAAAAAAAAgc/t4V5xrl6Ea8/s1600-h/hats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Sm4N22AKRgI/AAAAAAAAAgc/t4V5xrl6Ea8/s400/hats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363239442105124354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So what do you think of these nifty hats?  Auntie Honeymeier brought them over with two coats to match.  Uncle Steve and I decided to do a fashion show.  How great do we look?  With the coats they are very Fifth Avenue.  I'll have to take a shopping spree this winter to Bergdorf's in my new coat and hat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-7599877911116382704?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/7599877911116382704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=7599877911116382704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7599877911116382704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7599877911116382704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/07/tweedledee-and-tweedledum.html' title='Tweedledee and Tweedledum'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Sm4N22AKRgI/AAAAAAAAAgc/t4V5xrl6Ea8/s72-c/hats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-6166781743031768913</id><published>2009-07-23T12:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:36:55.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Us Plus One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SmiOpBT6i5I/AAAAAAAAAgU/SJ-A855nUlw/s1600-h/Us+plus+x.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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SmiOpBT6i5I/AAAAAAAAAgU/SJ-A855nUlw/s400/Us+plus+x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361692191762320274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If this is what having a new sibling is like, then I want no part of it.  Our &lt;a href="http://they-call-me-x.blogspot.com/"&gt;cousin X&lt;/a&gt; visited and he's really adorable and all, but every time Mama held him, TulaLula FREAKED out.  Tula never cries, EVER.  Not even when I lock her in the bathroom, or take her toys, but if Mama things of holding another baby, she starts sobbing, with a capital S.  I got to hold X and give him his binky (which he likes to spit out) and it is lots of fun.  He's really cute.  I was happy to get to see him because he lives on the West coast and I live on the East coast, so it's not easy to visit.  Tula will probably like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-6166781743031768913?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/6166781743031768913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=6166781743031768913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6166781743031768913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6166781743031768913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/07/us-plus-one.html' title='Us Plus One'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SmiOpBT6i5I/AAAAAAAAAgU/SJ-A855nUlw/s72-c/Us+plus+x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-569036084804369208</id><published>2009-07-17T01:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T01:31:16.078-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing on the Dunes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SmALTV9V_JI/AAAAAAAAAgM/8Y4cj-_F7f4/s1600-h/Cass+and+Tula+on+Dunes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SmALTV9V_JI/AAAAAAAAAgM/8Y4cj-_F7f4/s400/Cass+and+Tula+on+Dunes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359295983510748306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I stayed at a house on Stinson Beach for the past week and had lots of fun dodging waves and climbing on the dunes.  I really liked playing with my little sister.  We're best friends.  She liked swimming and building sand castles with me.  I love the ocean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-569036084804369208?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/569036084804369208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=569036084804369208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/569036084804369208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/569036084804369208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/07/dancing-on-dunes.html' title='Dancing on the Dunes'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SmALTV9V_JI/AAAAAAAAAgM/8Y4cj-_F7f4/s72-c/Cass+and+Tula+on+Dunes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-6163336966331259547</id><published>2009-07-14T21:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:29:13.605-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Peep's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Sl0wW61RW9I/AAAAAAAAAgE/Kr6L4pBCzEI/s1600-h/Peep%27s+28th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Sl0wW61RW9I/AAAAAAAAAgE/Kr6L4pBCzEI/s400/Peep%27s+28th.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358492301948705746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took a plane to California on Uncle Peep's Birthday because I didn't want to miss his party.  I'm sure glad I made it because he had a really good ice cream cake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-6163336966331259547?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/6163336966331259547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=6163336966331259547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6163336966331259547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6163336966331259547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/07/uncle-peeps-birthday.html' title='Uncle Peep&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Sl0wW61RW9I/AAAAAAAAAgE/Kr6L4pBCzEI/s72-c/Peep%27s+28th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-1287470204796098803</id><published>2009-06-15T08:19:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T15:31:17.695-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Chef</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ffac702c518357c4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param 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rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/1287470204796098803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=1287470204796098803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1287470204796098803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1287470204796098803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/06/top-chef.html' title='Top Chef'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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-19429743.post-5322924325975555383</id><published>2009-06-03T08:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:07:31.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Before and After</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SiPQ1LVdTrI/AAAAAAAAAf0/f2NGOZKP1bg/s1600-h/DSC00758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SiPQ1LVdTrI/AAAAAAAAAf0/f2NGOZKP1bg/s400/DSC00758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342343194985975474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many of you have been wondering where I have been...Well I have been going through a transformation from age 3 to age 4.  These are the before and after pictures of how each age looks.  Above is how I felt when I was the young age of three and my feelings were all over the place.  Below is me now.  I am a big girl, composed and very wise about the ways of a 4 year old.  I am ready to share my life again.  See you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SiPQ1QwWKaI/AAAAAAAAAf8/gALnyhi6Z80/s1600-h/DSC00772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SiPQ1QwWKaI/AAAAAAAAAf8/gALnyhi6Z80/s400/DSC00772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342343196440930722" 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/19429743-5322924325975555383?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/5322924325975555383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=5322924325975555383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5322924325975555383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5322924325975555383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/06/before-and-after.html' title='Before and After'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SiPQ1LVdTrI/AAAAAAAAAf0/f2NGOZKP1bg/s72-c/DSC00758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-7607110350841529997</id><published>2009-06-01T08:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:17:40.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Statue of Glittery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SiPO32vtcKI/AAAAAAAAAfs/De6r3S0rd9I/s1600-h/Statue+of+Glittery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SiPO32vtcKI/AAAAAAAAAfs/De6r3S0rd9I/s400/Statue+of+Glittery.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342341041975292066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ever since I watched Across the Universe with mom I have been deathly afraid of the Statue of Glittery.  The scene when the boys carry the statue is very scary.  Mom tried to explain it to me and I freaked out.  Then she told me we lived near the statue and we could actually visit it and I REALLY FREAKED out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I forgot about that incident and a couple of months later, guess what?  Mimi and Pops came for a visit, we went on a boat ride, and I SAW THE STATUE OF GLITTERY.  I faced my biggest fear before I turned the age four!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-7607110350841529997?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/7607110350841529997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=7607110350841529997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7607110350841529997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7607110350841529997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/06/statue-of-glittery.html' title='The Statue of Glittery'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SiPO32vtcKI/AAAAAAAAAfs/De6r3S0rd9I/s72-c/Statue+of+Glittery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-8226059831006230648</id><published>2009-04-13T10:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T10:13:13.075-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eastershock!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SeNF2JJso0I/AAAAAAAAAfc/vt5ZnxbYN3Y/s1600-h/DSC05198.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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SeNF2JJso0I/AAAAAAAAAfc/vt5ZnxbYN3Y/s400/DSC05198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324175980953903938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Easter Bunny brought me a 100 piece puzzle!!!  I couldn't believe it!  Mom said that if I was a bad little girl, the Easter Bunny wouldn't bring me any candy.  I didn't believe her and even said that I didn't want the Easter Bunny to visit.  I like being naughty too much.  Well I didn't believe it, so when I saw that my sister had a big basket with lots of candy and I only had a puzzle, well I did what comes naturally.  I HAD A FIT!  I cried, I screamed, I threw the basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and Mom told me that they had seen another basket somewhere, so I looked around and you know what?  The Easter Bunny really did bring me a basket.  With fancy shoes and yummy candy and I was soooo happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SeNF2SbUzBI/AAAAAAAAAfk/XVSTp02YZRs/s1600-h/DSC05201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SeNF2SbUzBI/AAAAAAAAAfk/XVSTp02YZRs/s400/DSC05201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324175983443758098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe being a bad girl isn't such a good idea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-8226059831006230648?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/8226059831006230648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=8226059831006230648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8226059831006230648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8226059831006230648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/04/eastershock.html' title='Eastershock!!!'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SeNF2JJso0I/AAAAAAAAAfc/vt5ZnxbYN3Y/s72-c/DSC05198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-1222367777105546117</id><published>2009-04-09T08:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T09:36:20.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Exploring Brooklyn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Sd3xUIZXAmI/AAAAAAAAAfU/r98Oru-Vwqs/s1600-h/IMG_0399.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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Sd3xUIZXAmI/AAAAAAAAAfU/r98Oru-Vwqs/s400/IMG_0399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322675662775321186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went with Mom, Dad, and Little Sis to Brooklyn last Sunday.  The weather was gorgeous and the folks were really nice.  I'm wearing my green dress and magic red shoes.  I'm sooo beautiful.  Little Sis and I explored around the park area.  She's becoming a little minx and very bold.  Last week she was playing in the bathroom and used up all the paper for our butts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-1222367777105546117?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/1222367777105546117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=1222367777105546117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1222367777105546117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1222367777105546117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/04/exploring-brooklyn.html' title='Exploring Brooklyn'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/Sd3xUIZXAmI/AAAAAAAAAfU/r98Oru-Vwqs/s72-c/IMG_0399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-6854829113254950406</id><published>2009-03-30T01:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T01:14:36.842-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Bear Hugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SdBUBBTBS4I/AAAAAAAAAfM/zDki60n4NKE/s1600-h/DSC05134.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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SdBUBBTBS4I/AAAAAAAAAfM/zDki60n4NKE/s400/DSC05134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318843536429370242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am bigger than my sister, so it is really easy to take advantage of her and tease her, which I have been practicing lately...the art of antagonizing my sister.  I take her things and wave them in front of her, just so she knows I HAVE THEM and she DOESN'T.  I ride on toys that she likes and make loud noises so that she looks my way and gets upset because I'm having more fun than she is.   My favorite of all is to give her kisses and hugs and rub her head really hard so that she cries.  Just to make sure she knows I love her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-6854829113254950406?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/6854829113254950406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=6854829113254950406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6854829113254950406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6854829113254950406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/03/big-bear-hugs.html' title='Big Bear Hugs'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SdBUBBTBS4I/AAAAAAAAAfM/zDki60n4NKE/s72-c/DSC05134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-5809545018331976189</id><published>2009-03-20T15:36:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T18:53:10.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Queen Boopsieboo is Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/ScPxkGfCnyI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Wk_2pQoFWHE/s1600-h/DSC05122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/ScPxkGfCnyI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Wk_2pQoFWHE/s400/DSC05122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315357587745709858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recently I haven't felt like posing for the camera, so I've taken a blog sabatical.  Sometimes things just need to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;private&lt;/span&gt;.  You can see by this photo that I am thrilled to be back.  What have I been doing for the past three months?  Well I've been holed up in a small NYC apartment driving my mother insane because with the energy I have, only a mansion can tire me out.  I need VAST space.  But when mom wants to go to the park, suddenly I get tired and can't walk by myself, instead I make my exhausted mother push me in the stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; queen Boopsieboo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt;.  Aren't queens supposed to drive whomever is around them crazy?  Can you see my beautiful outfit?  It may be the first day of spring, but in my world it is summer all the time.  I wear my swimsuit around my apartment no matter what degree it is outside.  I love the cold, especially when I can wear a bathing suit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-5809545018331976189?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/5809545018331976189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=5809545018331976189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5809545018331976189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5809545018331976189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/03/queen-cassidy-is-back.html' title='Queen Boopsieboo is Back'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/ScPxkGfCnyI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Wk_2pQoFWHE/s72-c/DSC05122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-5883446682220450842</id><published>2009-01-03T01:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T22:28:27.014-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking with Lulu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SV8FeZUvo9I/AAAAAAAAAec/SFcDeL4eiLI/s1600-h/Walking+Lulu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SV8FeZUvo9I/AAAAAAAAAec/SFcDeL4eiLI/s400/Walking+Lulu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286950507308360658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went on my first hike ever and loved it! I was able to walk Lulu on the leash for the first part of the hike and she gave me quite a workout.  She almost pulled me onto my face several times.  She may be old, but she's still twice my size.  Pops and and I had a great time going off the trails and traveling through the woods.  We almost got caught in a bunch of poison oak, a creek, and I almost slid down a muddy hill.  He saved me every time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-5883446682220450842?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/5883446682220450842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=5883446682220450842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5883446682220450842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5883446682220450842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/01/hiking-with-lulu.html' title='Hiking with Lulu'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SV8FeZUvo9I/AAAAAAAAAec/SFcDeL4eiLI/s72-c/Walking+Lulu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-3667682919602116207</id><published>2009-01-03T01:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:49:05.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Habits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SV8EgPZQ4QI/AAAAAAAAAeU/xn3PQji30Nk/s1600-h/Bad+Habits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SV8EgPZQ4QI/AAAAAAAAAeU/xn3PQji30Nk/s400/Bad+Habits.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286949439491072258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been hanging out with Pops during my holiday vacation and he's been teaching me about things I never knew about.  I helped him organize his dresser and in the process I was able to fill up my purse with all sorts of goodies like a new wallet, 2 dollar bills, cuff links circa the early 80's, and many other things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-3667682919602116207?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/3667682919602116207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=3667682919602116207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/3667682919602116207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/3667682919602116207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2009/01/bad-habits.html' title='Bad Habits'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SV8EgPZQ4QI/AAAAAAAAAeU/xn3PQji30Nk/s72-c/Bad+Habits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-4648572571245602661</id><published>2008-12-26T12:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T12:42:34.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SVUWCYNpj0I/AAAAAAAAAeM/V2pZYL6Aye4/s1600-h/DSC04854.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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SVUWCYNpj0I/AAAAAAAAAeM/V2pZYL6Aye4/s400/DSC04854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284153967904395074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess I was a good girl this year because Santa brought more presents than I have ever seen!  I received some really neat things.  Purple dress up shoes, an armload of yellow bracelets, the Little Mermaid movie, a huge box of gum, and the list goes on!  Thanks Santa.  I hope that everyone had a wonderful Christmas and thank you to everyone for such a fantastic year.  Best Wishes to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-4648572571245602661?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/4648572571245602661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=4648572571245602661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4648572571245602661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4648572571245602661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SVUWCYNpj0I/AAAAAAAAAeM/V2pZYL6Aye4/s72-c/DSC04854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-3093192167630601041</id><published>2008-12-02T14:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T19:04:31.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's My Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/STLsVo-iCII/AAAAAAAAAds/ci-CQSp16K0/s1600-h/Cassidy%27s+Birthday+Party.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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/STLsVo-iCII/AAAAAAAAAds/ci-CQSp16K0/s400/Cassidy%27s+Birthday+Party.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274537970125375618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A couple of weeks ago my parents went on vacation and I stayed at my Brammy and Bramps house for a long weekend.  I love staying at their house because Brammy locks me in the basement with all of my toys and I get to play and play and play.  Here I am celebrating my birthday party with all of my friends.  How great is that?  And it isn't even my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/STLsV6FzWZI/AAAAAAAAAd0/zXeqBoPD1xg/s1600-h/Its+a+Party.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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/STLsV6FzWZI/AAAAAAAAAd0/zXeqBoPD1xg/s400/Its+a+Party.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274537974719273362" 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/19429743-3093192167630601041?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/3093192167630601041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=3093192167630601041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/3093192167630601041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/3093192167630601041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-my-party.html' title='It&apos;s My Party'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/STLsVo-iCII/AAAAAAAAAds/ci-CQSp16K0/s72-c/Cassidy%27s+Birthday+Party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-5501650964770349884</id><published>2008-11-30T14:42:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T01:43:25.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming With Wujeck Stefan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/STLs4BtvT3I/AAAAAAAAAd8/XRpYFtvNInk/s1600-h/Uncle+Stefan.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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/STLs4BtvT3I/AAAAAAAAAd8/XRpYFtvNInk/s400/Uncle+Stefan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274538560881381234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've progressed a lot since last summer and I am over my aversion to my Uncle Stefan.  Bramps has now been replaced and Uncle Stefan is my new BFF.  We play in the pool everyday for a couple of hours and last night we even washed dishes together.  It was great until Uncle Stefan gave me a small glass dish to dry and I dropped it.  Yes it shattered all over the floor and then we got to do some vaccuuming together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/STLvmNXzUAI/AAAAAAAAAeE/QXOM2xWrYpA/s1600-h/Swimming+too.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/STLvmNXzUAI/AAAAAAAAAeE/QXOM2xWrYpA/s400/Swimming+too.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274541553307832322" 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/19429743-5501650964770349884?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/5501650964770349884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=5501650964770349884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5501650964770349884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5501650964770349884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/11/swimming-with-wujeck-stefan.html' title='Swimming With Wujeck Stefan'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/STLs4BtvT3I/AAAAAAAAAd8/XRpYFtvNInk/s72-c/Uncle+Stefan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-926058414062203213</id><published>2008-11-30T13:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T14:16:06.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/STLio2xEg_I/AAAAAAAAAdU/waIdKNCHWls/s1600-h/Giving+THanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 371px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/STLio2xEg_I/AAAAAAAAAdU/waIdKNCHWls/s400/Giving+THanks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274527305128248306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Does this look familiar?  Yep, similar to last Thanksgiving.  I just love big leg bones.  My turkey dinner was great, especially because it lasted two nights.  Brammy loves cooking turkey, so she did it two nights in a row.  Besides eating turkey, I've been giving thanks.  I give thanks for fabulous shoes, other people's handbags, and family.  Especially my Little Sister.  I love her soo much.  Oh yeah, and Brammy, and Bramps, and Uncle Stefan....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-926058414062203213?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/926058414062203213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=926058414062203213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/926058414062203213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/926058414062203213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/11/giving-thanks.html' title='Giving Thanks'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/STLio2xEg_I/AAAAAAAAAdU/waIdKNCHWls/s72-c/Giving+THanks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-7023782854472485432</id><published>2008-11-26T10:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T11:13:46.674-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All About Bramps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SS1w_5ZDCrI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ff8Mc9Glfp8/s1600-h/Me+and+Bramps.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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SS1w_5ZDCrI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ff8Mc9Glfp8/s400/Me+and+Bramps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272994981760666290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love my Bramps.  We traveled to California together for the Thanksgiving holiday and he and I did some really cool stuff.  Like shop at the candy kiosk where he bought me some really LOOONNG and YUMMMMY gummy snakes.  He also taught me how to double up a straw so that it would fit in my drink.  Now he's my current BFF.  He turns on Tom and Jerry DVD for me, he helps me swim in the hot tub, and he peels lots of clementines for me.  Thanks for all the help Bramps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-7023782854472485432?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/7023782854472485432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=7023782854472485432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7023782854472485432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7023782854472485432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-all-about-bramps.html' title='It&apos;s All About Bramps'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SS1w_5ZDCrI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ff8Mc9Glfp8/s72-c/Me+and+Bramps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-8473633316535350502</id><published>2008-11-06T10:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T10:55:40.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NYC Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SRMSN5AOZ8I/AAAAAAAAAdE/KxwnVLO9txk/s1600-h/photo-3.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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SRMSN5AOZ8I/AAAAAAAAAdE/KxwnVLO9txk/s400/photo-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265572419175606210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I saw the NYC marathon for the first time and it was pretty cool.  There was a lot of people running.  I don't know where they were running to, but there were a lot of them.  I even saw a naked runner.  Well he had a small little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fluorescent&lt;/span&gt; green running suit that handled the goods if you know what I mean.  I would have probably enjoyed it more if I weren't so preoccupied with wanting to go to the playground.  We walked to the marathon and Mom and Dad wouldn't let me stop to play in Central Park.  What kind of parents would do that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-8473633316535350502?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/8473633316535350502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=8473633316535350502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8473633316535350502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8473633316535350502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/11/nyc-marathon.html' title='NYC Marathon'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SRMSN5AOZ8I/AAAAAAAAAdE/KxwnVLO9txk/s72-c/photo-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-4013138576654168099</id><published>2008-11-05T13:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T14:19:27.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SRHingHAUvI/AAAAAAAAAc8/qkOs6G94OMM/s1600-h/photo-4.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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SRHingHAUvI/AAAAAAAAAc8/qkOs6G94OMM/s400/photo-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265238607634911986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the beginning and best part of the night.  In the picture I am so happy because I have discovered what Halloween is all about...CANDY...FREE CANDY...and lots of it.  All you have to do is say "Trick or treat" and you get CANDY.  I must of hit ten blocks of stores and it was the same every time.  Dad would hold open the door and I would go in looking all cute and say "Trick or treat"  (of course nobody wanted to play any tricks on me) and I would score some loot.  Leaving every place I would say,"Happy Halloween" to the vendor and "Lets go to another house!" to Daddy.  (I don't really know the difference between stores and houses living in NYC.  Who cares as long as they have FREE CANDY!  And yes, to all you suburbians out there, many New Yorkers trick or treat at the shops because they are on the ground floors.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were even going to go to a block party at 6pm, but at ten to six Little Sis started puking her guts out so we had to abort the mission and go straight home, where she proceeded to puke for another couple of hours.  What a drag.  The next night I did the same thing.  Mommy told me it was because I ate a ton of candy, so I decided to give up candy for the next couple of days.  I'm back on it of course.  Nothing can keep me from my CANDY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-4013138576654168099?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/4013138576654168099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=4013138576654168099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4013138576654168099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4013138576654168099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SRHingHAUvI/AAAAAAAAAc8/qkOs6G94OMM/s72-c/photo-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-8430290441072058801</id><published>2008-10-22T11:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T11:22:55.131-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Latest Masterpiece "Big Trouble"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SP9C9qsxBnI/AAAAAAAAAVY/nL7hZIlPmmM/s1600-h/DSC04564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SP9C9qsxBnI/AAAAAAAAAVY/nL7hZIlPmmM/s400/DSC04564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259996516993533554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yeah, I'm in BIG TROUBLE now, and that is what I have appropriately named my newest creation.  If you look closely, you can see it is a self-portrait.  I went a little crazy on the hair, but my hair is usually out of control because I hate having it brushed.  I'm excited about this new genre that I've been exploring, and after my REALLY LONG time out, I'm going to experiment with it a little more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-8430290441072058801?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/8430290441072058801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=8430290441072058801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8430290441072058801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8430290441072058801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-latest-masterpiece-big-trouble.html' title='My Latest Masterpiece &quot;Big Trouble&quot;'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SP9C9qsxBnI/AAAAAAAAAVY/nL7hZIlPmmM/s72-c/DSC04564.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-1413208920744209530</id><published>2008-10-13T09:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T09:35:38.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah Palin Junior</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SPNK8c-KpVI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/46WvmFWXi_8/s1600-h/DSC04532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SPNK8c-KpVI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/46WvmFWXi_8/s400/DSC04532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256627592501044562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I look the part don't I?  My Brammy will be so proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-1413208920744209530?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/1413208920744209530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=1413208920744209530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1413208920744209530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1413208920744209530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/10/sarah-palin-junior.html' title='Sarah Palin Junior'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SPNK8c-KpVI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/46WvmFWXi_8/s72-c/DSC04532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-2550689698017043050</id><published>2008-10-02T09:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T09:35:27.908-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Peace a Chance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SOTL5YVIZEI/AAAAAAAAAVA/NuXWAALMUfA/s1600-h/IMG_0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SOTL5YVIZEI/AAAAAAAAAVA/NuXWAALMUfA/s400/IMG_0169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252547252064904258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been wearing my peace necklace a lot more recently because I am trying to spread the love.  Thank goodness I can't really comprehend what is going on in the world today because I probably would get pretty sad about it.  War, bankruptcy, foreclosures, those words sound pretty depressing to me.  I'm glad my world is full of slides, chocolate, and playing with my little sister, who idolizes the ground I walk on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a nice story to make your day a happy one.  Yesterday I was in the park and met a boy named Stepon (yeah I know, poor kid).  He just moved here from Japan and he is very nice.  I shared my dinosaur with him and we played for awhile.  When Nicole told me we had to leave she said "Give him a hug and say thanks for playing with me".  So I did.  His nanny said, "Stepon, do you want to give your new friend a hug goodbye?" and he replied, "No, I want to give her a kiss".  So he did.  A big smack on the lips.  Now that's the kind of peace I'm talking about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-2550689698017043050?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/2550689698017043050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=2550689698017043050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/2550689698017043050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/2550689698017043050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/10/give-peace-chance.html' title='Give Peace a Chance'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SOTL5YVIZEI/AAAAAAAAAVA/NuXWAALMUfA/s72-c/IMG_0169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-6916382864460024325</id><published>2008-09-15T08:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T09:21:35.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Treehuggers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SMe9Dj9f5nI/AAAAAAAAAUA/0Y6xYdp3_yU/s1600-h/DSC04419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SMe9Dj9f5nI/AAAAAAAAAUA/0Y6xYdp3_yU/s400/DSC04419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244368159986673266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I played in the park last weekend and I spent an hour of that time in a tree.  With my friends of course.  They lost interest long before I did, so I had the tree all by myself.  I scooted up it, walked up it and at times, hung from it.  My mom has decided to sign me up for gymnastics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-6916382864460024325?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/6916382864460024325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=6916382864460024325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6916382864460024325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6916382864460024325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/09/three-treehuggers.html' title='Three Treehuggers'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SMe9Dj9f5nI/AAAAAAAAAUA/0Y6xYdp3_yU/s72-c/DSC04419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-5959576726279600269</id><published>2008-09-14T08:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T08:18:02.262-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bookworms Unite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SMe6flaSPDI/AAAAAAAAAT4/zoiTV0oAoBw/s1600-h/DSC04396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SMe6flaSPDI/AAAAAAAAAT4/zoiTV0oAoBw/s400/DSC04396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244365342877301810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see, I have a passion for reading and when there is a bin of books, I dive into it...  especially if it is somebody else's book collection.  I'm always up for a new read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-5959576726279600269?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/5959576726279600269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=5959576726279600269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5959576726279600269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5959576726279600269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/09/bookworms-unite.html' title='Bookworms Unite'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SMe6flaSPDI/AAAAAAAAAT4/zoiTV0oAoBw/s72-c/DSC04396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-3597568962933095938</id><published>2008-09-12T07:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T08:07:10.584-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and Holly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SMpbZp1OjcI/AAAAAAAAAUI/dlrsHOVGDvU/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SMpbZp1OjcI/AAAAAAAAAUI/dlrsHOVGDvU/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245105212310326722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and my dolly Holly.  I did the hair all by myself.  It took a lot of work, but she's beautiful isn't she?  We've been attached at the hip all week.  She lives at my Mimi's house in California, so I see her a couple times a year.  When I do see her, I make the most of the time we have together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-3597568962933095938?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/3597568962933095938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=3597568962933095938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/3597568962933095938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/3597568962933095938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/09/me-and-holly.html' title='Me and Holly'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SMpbZp1OjcI/AAAAAAAAAUI/dlrsHOVGDvU/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-3030139809974370869</id><published>2008-09-10T08:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T10:07:21.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Juice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SMe6MbEUm0I/AAAAAAAAATw/jIk_9DFuD18/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SMe6MbEUm0I/AAAAAAAAATw/jIk_9DFuD18/s400/IMG_0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244365013683313474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recently I have acquired an affinity for juice and now I drink it all the time.  At restaurants I request juice in a cup and water in a cup.  Thank you.  Oh, and this is my now famous gangster pose that I like to do for all of my photo shoots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-3030139809974370869?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/3030139809974370869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=3030139809974370869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/3030139809974370869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/3030139809974370869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-juice.html' title='I Love Juice'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SMe6MbEUm0I/AAAAAAAAATw/jIk_9DFuD18/s72-c/IMG_0041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-6702281810536526303</id><published>2008-08-24T11:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T11:27:03.471-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gametime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SLF8-LGjHNI/AAAAAAAAATg/LEnHw9ouk7k/s1600-h/Gametime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SLF8-LGjHNI/AAAAAAAAATg/LEnHw9ouk7k/s400/Gametime.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238105249182588114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to my first Yankees game last weekend and it was really fun.  Dad wanted me to see a game at the stadium before it closes, so we went to the Saturday afternoon game.  I made it to the top of the seventh and then I hit a wall.  After all the hot dogs, dipping dots, and water, I couldn't take it any longer- I fell asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-6702281810536526303?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/6702281810536526303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=6702281810536526303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6702281810536526303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6702281810536526303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/08/gametime.html' title='Gametime'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SLF8-LGjHNI/AAAAAAAAATg/LEnHw9ouk7k/s72-c/Gametime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-6965465983320733501</id><published>2008-08-12T11:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T14:49:26.679-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Having a Laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SKBhYGc5kdI/AAAAAAAAATY/Eq6A0uivkaA/s1600-h/DSC04328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SKBhYGc5kdI/AAAAAAAAATY/Eq6A0uivkaA/s400/DSC04328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233289833681097170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me and my Little Sister and we love to play around.  It consists of me being really funny and making her laugh really hard.  Here it seems that I am the one laughing the most.  We like to laugh a lot because it is good for our dispositions and our health.  People who laugh a lot live longer.  At this rate I am going to live until I am one hundred and thirty-seven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-6965465983320733501?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/6965465983320733501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=6965465983320733501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6965465983320733501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6965465983320733501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/08/having-laugh.html' title='Having a Laugh'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SKBhYGc5kdI/AAAAAAAAATY/Eq6A0uivkaA/s72-c/DSC04328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-7523185187690592718</id><published>2008-08-11T11:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T12:00:56.335-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SKBZlAYS6rI/AAAAAAAAATQ/O9A3yIv2b50/s1600-h/IMG_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SKBZlAYS6rI/AAAAAAAAATQ/O9A3yIv2b50/s400/IMG_0153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233281259296451250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My camera got new batteries over the weekend and so I was able to take some amazing shots of me and my family.  I also really like to pose for the camera and here is a photo where I posed for my dad.  He used my camera to take this picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-7523185187690592718?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/7523185187690592718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=7523185187690592718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7523185187690592718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7523185187690592718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-camera.html' title='My Camera'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SKBZlAYS6rI/AAAAAAAAATQ/O9A3yIv2b50/s72-c/IMG_0153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-8953071328102793691</id><published>2008-07-30T22:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T18:52:32.071-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, I'm Chocolate...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SI0yGGwKlTI/AAAAAAAAAS4/CX99ySy8NlI/s1600-h/700089655209_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SI0yGGwKlTI/AAAAAAAAAS4/CX99ySy8NlI/s400/700089655209_0_BG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227889822920250674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and this is my pool.  Don't you think I look like I belong here?  Fanks, I agree.  I swim in this pool every day for about three hours a day.  Dora the doll likes to join me for a swim, but sometimes she gets caught in the filter, and doesn't really like it.  I like to give my pool lots of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SI01jxY1tKI/AAAAAAAAATA/PWYL2MMOIvw/s1600-h/392949555209_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SI01jxY1tKI/AAAAAAAAATA/PWYL2MMOIvw/s400/392949555209_0_BG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227893631116227746" 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/19429743-8953071328102793691?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/8953071328102793691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=8953071328102793691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8953071328102793691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8953071328102793691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/07/hi-im-chocolate.html' title='Hi, I&apos;m Chocolate...'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SI0yGGwKlTI/AAAAAAAAAS4/CX99ySy8NlI/s72-c/700089655209_0_BG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-3812565800557443814</id><published>2008-07-19T23:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T09:18:33.477-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Stefan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SI03Sjh4sGI/AAAAAAAAATI/eORgb_s_vHs/s1600-h/757129655209_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SI03Sjh4sGI/AAAAAAAAATI/eORgb_s_vHs/s400/757129655209_0_BG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227895534361555042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been playing hard to get with Uncle Stefan for a long time now, ever since I was about one and a half.  One of my first memories with him was looking through the drawers at Brammy's house and Uncle Stefan yelled at me and told me it was none of my business.  Well I have been huffy with him ever since.  He's not my boss.  Ever since that event he always brings me lots of candy because he wants to be friends.  I am still very wary of him.  I think this past week we made a connection, but the verdict is still out.  I really like his wife Auntie Dimps though, so it moves him up a notch.  She got me this groovy suit.  Thanks Auntie Dimps and Uncle Stefan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-3812565800557443814?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/3812565800557443814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=3812565800557443814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/3812565800557443814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/3812565800557443814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/07/uncle-stefan.html' title='Uncle Stefan'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SI03Sjh4sGI/AAAAAAAAATI/eORgb_s_vHs/s72-c/757129655209_0_BG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-6621388027355604386</id><published>2008-07-12T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:11:20.531-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Living the Rural Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SI0pG8Pp3vI/AAAAAAAAASo/xIp1H0qJUQ8/s1600-h/Tass+in+Suit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SI0pG8Pp3vI/AAAAAAAAASo/xIp1H0qJUQ8/s400/Tass+in+Suit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227879941674753778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the month of July I have spent my days living in a house with a very large backyard.  I have so much space to roam in, that sometimes I get lost.   I like to drive my Flinstones car around with Brammy or Bramps and visit the moose, who lives in these bushes behind me, and go riding over the hills, and around the pool.  I am very amenable to large backyards now and I think I might like to have one of my own someday.  The best part is that it is always ten degrees cooler here than in Manhattan and I haven't missed the humidity one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SI0wG3NnS5I/AAAAAAAAASw/PTqFQ6dWgQo/s1600-h/My+Car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SI0wG3NnS5I/AAAAAAAAASw/PTqFQ6dWgQo/s400/My+Car.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227887636905413522" 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/19429743-6621388027355604386?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/6621388027355604386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=6621388027355604386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6621388027355604386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6621388027355604386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/07/living-rural-life.html' title='Living the Rural Life'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SI0pG8Pp3vI/AAAAAAAAASo/xIp1H0qJUQ8/s72-c/Tass+in+Suit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-4018021936131754105</id><published>2008-07-09T09:13:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T12:47:33.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Parking it- Internationally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SHS5pNL0rtI/AAAAAAAAASA/rUMK4C_3SkQ/s1600-h/Park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SHS5pNL0rtI/AAAAAAAAASA/rUMK4C_3SkQ/s400/Park.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221001985594273490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I could show you a lot of great pictures from around Budapest, but let's be real.  The park was by far my favorite destination and not just because of the slides and swings, but because I got bullied by little Hungarian girls.  How many American kids can brag about that?  The slide was fun- notice the beautiful fountain behind?  Below is me and my sis, she really enjoyed the international park scene too.  Below that is a shot of me on my FAVORITE toy, and they have one here, half way around the world.  I didn't feel homesick at all once I saw this piece of joy. Last but not least, me in the sandbox contemplating living in a foreign city.  I think I could handle it...gracefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SHS7oETX0QI/AAAAAAAAASQ/KHrgQPV_Jpc/s1600-h/Me+and+sis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SHS7oETX0QI/AAAAAAAAASQ/KHrgQPV_Jpc/s400/Me+and+sis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221004165053403394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SHS7nq3eBLI/AAAAAAAAASI/ungYUypDSrE/s1600-h/Fav+Toy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SHS7nq3eBLI/AAAAAAAAASI/ungYUypDSrE/s400/Fav+Toy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221004158225482930" 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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SHS7p13tYtI/AAAAAAAAASY/mLNNQR4Xha0/s1600-h/DSC03989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SHS7p13tYtI/AAAAAAAAASY/mLNNQR4Xha0/s400/DSC03989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221004195539018450" 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/19429743-4018021936131754105?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/4018021936131754105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=4018021936131754105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4018021936131754105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4018021936131754105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/07/parking-it-internationally.html' title='Parking it- Internationally'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SHS5pNL0rtI/AAAAAAAAASA/rUMK4C_3SkQ/s72-c/Park.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-7327106145667884941</id><published>2008-07-08T09:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T09:30:05.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Fish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SHS4YRcfgMI/AAAAAAAAAR4/knoPJccMhmo/s1600-h/Uncle+Andy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SHS4YRcfgMI/AAAAAAAAAR4/knoPJccMhmo/s400/Uncle+Andy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221000595168526530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am fascinated by sea creatures at the store and the restaurants and Uncle Andy is sure to show them to me.  In this case there are a lot of lobsters and other shellfish and fish, but you can't really see them.  I still don't understand the concept of death, so I don't cry when I see the fishies like this, I am just in awe.  Poor mom, she'll have to explain it to me someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-7327106145667884941?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/7327106145667884941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=7327106145667884941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7327106145667884941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7327106145667884941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/07/dead-fish.html' title='Dead Fish'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SHS4YRcfgMI/AAAAAAAAAR4/knoPJccMhmo/s72-c/Uncle+Andy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-9206269912585311337</id><published>2008-06-30T21:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T21:31:04.082-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing with the Bride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SGmIyEE6yJI/AAAAAAAAARw/o8zBwS7eeD4/s1600-h/The+Bride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SGmIyEE6yJI/AAAAAAAAARw/o8zBwS7eeD4/s400/The+Bride.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217852036954638482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to Budapest to be a flower girl in my uncle steve's wedding. Here I am dancing with the bride on a boat on the Danube! How romantic! I'm sure a lucky girl. How many 3 year olds get to travel the world? I was a really good flower girl and I really liked the bride's dress. And veil. And earrings. And shoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-9206269912585311337?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/9206269912585311337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=9206269912585311337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/9206269912585311337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/9206269912585311337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/06/dancing-with-bride.html' title='Dancing with the Bride'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SGmIyEE6yJI/AAAAAAAAARw/o8zBwS7eeD4/s72-c/The+Bride.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-3653637421630279794</id><published>2008-06-05T09:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T09:19:26.601-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and My Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SEfnCI-_qEI/AAAAAAAAARg/ahL84SlQ-eo/s1600-h/DSC03580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SEfnCI-_qEI/AAAAAAAAARg/ahL84SlQ-eo/s400/DSC03580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208385518034724930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is no rhyme or reason to how I create, I just let the feelings flow.  Sometimes I use my &lt;a href="http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2007/12/art-appreciation.html"&gt;body&lt;/a&gt;, and other times I use the crayons- not to draw, but for the art itself.  Here I am lining up the crayons in my book.  I have done this many times before.  I think it is my neurotic side shining through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-3653637421630279794?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/3653637421630279794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=3653637421630279794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/3653637421630279794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/3653637421630279794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/06/me-and-my-art.html' title='Me and My Art'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SEfnCI-_qEI/AAAAAAAAARg/ahL84SlQ-eo/s72-c/DSC03580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-477840601757352065</id><published>2008-05-08T11:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T12:23:04.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm New and Improved 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SCMiScikTyI/AAAAAAAAARI/dWbYcjV3IsQ/s1600-h/DSC03405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SCMiScikTyI/AAAAAAAAARI/dWbYcjV3IsQ/s400/DSC03405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198036095209852706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bye bye Terrible Twos, hello Happy, Always listen to Mommy and Daddy Threes!  I had a three day birthday for my 3rd birthday and it has been overwhelming, but my more mature self can handle it.  Here are some candid shots of me, the birthday girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SCMiS8ikTzI/AAAAAAAAARQ/yXd_FgE3ccg/s1600-h/DSC03400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SCMiS8ikTzI/AAAAAAAAARQ/yXd_FgE3ccg/s400/DSC03400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198036103799787314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I easily blew the candles out, something I haven't achieved until this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SCMiTcikT0I/AAAAAAAAARY/M0Lib7YQgxE/s1600-h/DSC03362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SCMiTcikT0I/AAAAAAAAARY/M0Lib7YQgxE/s400/DSC03362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198036112389721922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I even have a new boyfriend, in the form of Spongebob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-75f3841caa08ee0e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D75f3841caa08ee0e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329956418%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D45D18DA642EC2A41E93864F8338462859D002EB1.6FC23CAC362226138BABCAEA220722884A9AE1B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D75f3841caa08ee0e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5O5tSJDhQ7lPiICd_iqssV20IPA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D75f3841caa08ee0e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329956418%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D45D18DA642EC2A41E93864F8338462859D002EB1.6FC23CAC362226138BABCAEA220722884A9AE1B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D75f3841caa08ee0e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5O5tSJDhQ7lPiICd_iqssV20IPA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Times Square and rode the ferris wheel in Toys R Us.  Then we went to &lt;a href="http://ellensstardustdinercom/"&gt;Ellen's Stardust Diner&lt;/a&gt; for lunch.  I was speechless the whole meal.  I think I've found my calling- Broadway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-477840601757352065?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=75f3841caa08ee0e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/477840601757352065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=477840601757352065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/477840601757352065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/477840601757352065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-new-and-improved-3.html' title='I&apos;m New and Improved 3'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SCMiScikTyI/AAAAAAAAARI/dWbYcjV3IsQ/s72-c/DSC03405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-2385338877421543745</id><published>2008-05-02T18:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T18:38:17.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving to Brammy's</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5b2a54ba245013db" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5b2a54ba245013db%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329956418%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28F2592B3E3C9BFC1777EFED59E02C799DA814ED.648B0837F03B970FB3FB70471C406CB64182A3A0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5b2a54ba245013db%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJXBM8NQ3GZszvXb_dwl8UkpmTck&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tales from the couch part 2...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-2385338877421543745?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5b2a54ba245013db&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-3361961117743689913</id><published>2008-05-02T10:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T11:01:02.489-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SBsqyPZ1A4I/AAAAAAAAARA/pnqTTMpsaIk/s1600-h/DSC01349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SBsqyPZ1A4I/AAAAAAAAARA/pnqTTMpsaIk/s400/DSC01349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195793637718688642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am going through a lot of old photos for a school project and I found this little gem of myself talking on the phone.  (I think it is circa spring 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that are the same:&lt;br /&gt;I still love my Bee, and I take it almost everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;I try to play with Playdoh whenever I can.&lt;br /&gt;I still talk on the cell phone, but not as much.&lt;br /&gt;I can make my room this messy in 60 seconds or less.&lt;br /&gt;I use my boom-box constantly to drive my mother skitzo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that are different:&lt;br /&gt;The dirty old couch is gone, a crib has replaced it.&lt;br /&gt;My Bee is a brownish color, not the pretty pink you see in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;My feet are about 3 sizes larger.&lt;br /&gt;I've updated my cell phone to the Chocolate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-3361961117743689913?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/3361961117743689913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=3361961117743689913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/3361961117743689913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/3361961117743689913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/05/memories.html' title='Memories...'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SBsqyPZ1A4I/AAAAAAAAARA/pnqTTMpsaIk/s72-c/DSC01349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-6236886431725096026</id><published>2008-04-26T09:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:37:18.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Playtime in the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SBMuTPZ1A3I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/G4yXkRnpz04/s1600-h/DSC03277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SBMuTPZ1A3I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/G4yXkRnpz04/s400/DSC03277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193545703375569778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday I enjoyed the beautiful weather by having a picnic in the park with my friend Danger and our mommies of course.  How could a mommy name their child Danger you ask?  Well Danger is his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;middle&lt;/span&gt; name, and the boy likes to live a  little on the edge.  Notice how he has no shoes on?  Well that is because he gloriously fell into the pond behind us chasing ducks (or was it turtles?), and was soaked up to the waist.  HE LOVED IT.  That is my kind of guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-6236886431725096026?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/6236886431725096026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=6236886431725096026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6236886431725096026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6236886431725096026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/04/playtime-in-park.html' title='Playtime in the Park'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/SBMuTPZ1A3I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/G4yXkRnpz04/s72-c/DSC03277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-2945202002813859594</id><published>2008-04-10T19:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T19:14:14.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister Wubsky</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-df24c36d6bbbd289" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddf24c36d6bbbd289%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329956418%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D81206B187C43B5A26E4A39D478419308E67E088B.6A2C0911810E0019F46721AEBD3254E9720A3C76%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf24c36d6bbbd289%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3BFXepyRTXFG2HFn3IENX1XXjRI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddf24c36d6bbbd289%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329956418%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D81206B187C43B5A26E4A39D478419308E67E088B.6A2C0911810E0019F46721AEBD3254E9720A3C76%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf24c36d6bbbd289%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3BFXepyRTXFG2HFn3IENX1XXjRI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my sister so much, she's my baby.  I like to give her new names, like today I've named her Wubsky.  She's a good sport about it.  She just nods and agrees with me because she loves me so much too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-2945202002813859594?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=df24c36d6bbbd289&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/2945202002813859594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=2945202002813859594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/2945202002813859594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/2945202002813859594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/04/sister-wubsky.html' title='Sister Wubsky'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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-19429743.post-7061250555410248504</id><published>2008-04-06T16:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T18:54:09.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love to Shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R_1I-7RfUfI/AAAAAAAAAQw/EBe2ZBlOrYk/s1600-h/DSC03118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R_1I-7RfUfI/AAAAAAAAAQw/EBe2ZBlOrYk/s400/DSC03118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187382591700816370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e-tTjRILcRc/R_ksQ1BkqWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/6ujUG1B3uLw/s1600-h/DSC03118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e-tTjRILcRc/R_ksQ1BkqWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/6ujUG1B3uLw/s400/DSC03118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186225113517042018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom took me to a dress shop on Madison Ave, because I need a flower girl dress for my Uncle Steve and Auntie Nora's wedding. Yep, I get to be a FLOWER GIRL. I've been reading up on my responsibilities and I think I'm up for the task. Especially the first one, which involves my favorite pastime- shopping. Mom showed me a boring white dress, but I immediately fell in love with this gorgeous pink organza number (which looks great with sneakers). Mimi thinks I would upstage the bride, but come on, I'm not even in her league yet. I think of it more as I would be a nice complement next to the bride. Besides the groom of course. I think the deal breaker is the price- a little girl doesn't need a dress over $200, if you catch my drift. Especially when I can find another one for less than half that online- another GREAT place to shop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-7061250555410248504?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/7061250555410248504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=7061250555410248504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7061250555410248504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7061250555410248504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-to-shop.html' title='I Love to Shop'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R_1I-7RfUfI/AAAAAAAAAQw/EBe2ZBlOrYk/s72-c/DSC03118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-5513401427096448138</id><published>2008-03-31T10:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T07:43:17.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Back Field</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R_D2G_gR5qI/AAAAAAAAAQo/8x4GO6Qpwuo/s1600-h/DSC03023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R_D2G_gR5qI/AAAAAAAAAQo/8x4GO6Qpwuo/s400/DSC03023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183913771089913506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Behind the house Mimi and Pops live in, is a big field with grass as high as the top of my head.  Lulu loves to go and take strolls in the field and I like to chase her.  Unfortunately I get lost in the grass, or stuck, or fall and I have trouble keeping up with Lulu.  I didn't find any dragons back here, but I did find lots of bugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-5513401427096448138?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/5513401427096448138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=5513401427096448138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5513401427096448138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5513401427096448138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/03/back-field.html' title='The Back Field'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R_D2G_gR5qI/AAAAAAAAAQo/8x4GO6Qpwuo/s72-c/DSC03023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-4618778685356153642</id><published>2008-03-31T10:16:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T07:39:24.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Discovery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R_DytfgR5oI/AAAAAAAAAQY/YTvgKeg5xNA/s1600-h/DSC03035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R_DytfgR5oI/AAAAAAAAAQY/YTvgKeg5xNA/s400/DSC03035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183910034468365954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to the &lt;a href="http://www.baykidsmuseum.org/"&gt;Bay Area Discovery Museum&lt;/a&gt; during my trip to California and boy was it fun!  It is by far the coolest children's museum in the whole world as far as I'm concerned.  I've been to the &lt;a href="http://www.cmom.org/"&gt;NY Children's Museum&lt;/a&gt; many times and the Bay Area one is on a whole new level.  Don't let the websites fool you- the NY kids may look like they are having more fun, but they really aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with my old pal &lt;a href="http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2007/04/holiday-babies.html"&gt;Spencer&lt;/a&gt; and we had a blast at the Tot Spot river where we played with plastic fish and frogs for about an hour.  I liked collecting the fish (especially swiping them from other kids) and then bringing them over to my cache where mom and mimi were sitting.  Spencer liked taking the fish and hiding them in different places (like under the mote).  At one point I felt like connecting with nature, so I dipped my hand in the water and drank right out of the stream, just like I would if I were hiking in the mountains.  Mom got pretty upset- she said that it was disgustingly dirty water and I might get really sick.  What does she know, I felt better than ever after this refreshing moment.  It sure tasted better than the pool water in La Quinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was just the beginning.  Afterwards we went to Lookout Cove and did so much more.  It was a great day.  I took a three hour nap after my excursion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R_Dyt_gR5pI/AAAAAAAAAQg/itP1r4KY7xc/s1600-h/DSC03034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R_Dyt_gR5pI/AAAAAAAAAQg/itP1r4KY7xc/s400/DSC03034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183910043058300562" 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/19429743-4618778685356153642?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/4618778685356153642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=4618778685356153642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4618778685356153642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4618778685356153642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-discovery.html' title='My Discovery'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R_DytfgR5oI/AAAAAAAAAQY/YTvgKeg5xNA/s72-c/DSC03035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-3365567771668596055</id><published>2008-03-27T15:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T12:11:59.877-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Photography with Murray</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R-v8pvgR5nI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/yaGl7XrsP94/s1600-h/The+Camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R-v8pvgR5nI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/yaGl7XrsP94/s400/The+Camera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182513590276580978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday I went to Petaluma with my mom and Mimi and little sister and we had our portraits taken by &lt;a href="http://www.rockowitz.com/"&gt;Murray&lt;/a&gt;.  I think that he's a really talented photographer, but I'll wait until I see the proofs.  He let me look into his camera viewfinder and that was really great.  It's a lot fancier than my pink Barbie digital cam, and it's a lot trickier to use.  Mom was worried that I was going to hurt it, but I was really careful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-3365567771668596055?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/3365567771668596055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=3365567771668596055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/3365567771668596055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/3365567771668596055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/03/photography-with-murray.html' title='Photography with Murray'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R-v8pvgR5nI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/yaGl7XrsP94/s72-c/The+Camera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-5299841596100750840</id><published>2008-03-27T15:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T15:51:58.399-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at My Eggs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R-v5PfgR5mI/AAAAAAAAAQI/GeUjvl8WAsA/s1600-h/Easter+Basket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R-v5PfgR5mI/AAAAAAAAAQI/GeUjvl8WAsA/s400/Easter+Basket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182509840770131554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Easter bunny came and hid 36 eggs for me!  Lulu the dog ate 3 eggs and I found 30 eggs, so there are still 3 eggs in the garden waiting for someone to find them.  Aren't the eggs beautiful?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-5299841596100750840?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/5299841596100750840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=5299841596100750840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5299841596100750840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5299841596100750840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/03/look-at-my-eggs.html' title='Look at My Eggs!'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R-v5PfgR5mI/AAAAAAAAAQI/GeUjvl8WAsA/s72-c/Easter+Basket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-2915960069309422884</id><published>2008-03-23T12:52:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T13:06:06.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Easter Bonnet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R-aLAPgR5lI/AAAAAAAAAQA/GykPpGX1S1U/s1600-h/SHopping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R-aLAPgR5lI/AAAAAAAAAQA/GykPpGX1S1U/s400/SHopping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180981257614517842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dress up is my new favorite game and I love to play it in woman's boutiques.  Don't you like this combination?  I made it myself.  I saw the shoes first and immediately knew I had to put them on.  I was wearing jeans with this top, but they had to go.  Shoes always come first.  Then I stole the purse from a mannequin and found the hat on a shelf.  It's not my size, but that's not necessarily what fashion is about.  It might just work as an Easter Bonnet.  &lt;a href="http://tulamaia.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-bunny.html"&gt;Happy Easter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-2915960069309422884?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/2915960069309422884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=2915960069309422884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/2915960069309422884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/2915960069309422884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-love-shopping.html' title='My Easter Bonnet'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R-aLAPgR5lI/AAAAAAAAAQA/GykPpGX1S1U/s72-c/SHopping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-2474269741034410983</id><published>2008-03-21T12:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T11:35:16.955-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long and Wonderful Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R-KRQ_gR5jI/AAAAAAAAAPw/L0H1PZ8Fvoc/s1600-h/Palm+Tree+and+Bee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R-KRQ_gR5jI/AAAAAAAAAPw/L0H1PZ8Fvoc/s400/Palm+Tree+and+Bee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179862242540250674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been a long week of swimming and playing.  I'm pooped, in a good way.  Now it is relaxation time with me and my Bee under the palm tree.  Fanks Brammy for a great week in the desert.  Now I have to prepare for the Easter Bunny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-2474269741034410983?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/2474269741034410983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=2474269741034410983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/2474269741034410983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/2474269741034410983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/03/long-and-wonderful-week.html' title='A Long and Wonderful Week'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R-KRQ_gR5jI/AAAAAAAAAPw/L0H1PZ8Fvoc/s72-c/Palm+Tree+and+Bee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-1451874454707072803</id><published>2008-03-20T12:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T12:38:15.119-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing is Caring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R-KbmfgR5kI/AAAAAAAAAP4/7dZyt5lFU5M/s1600-h/Auntie+Mish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R-KbmfgR5kI/AAAAAAAAAP4/7dZyt5lFU5M/s400/Auntie+Mish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179873607023715906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a great week in Palm Desert and one of the best parts is that I got to hang out with my Aunt Mish.  She lives in LA so I don't get to see her very much.  She seemed to have a fun time and was really good at holding the babies (secretly she gets butterflies because she gets a bit nervous holding small babies, especially the really little ones with no neck muscles).  She was lots of fun to hang out with and taught me "Sharing is Caring".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-1451874454707072803?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/1451874454707072803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=1451874454707072803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1451874454707072803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1451874454707072803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/03/sharing-is-caring.html' title='Sharing is Caring'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R-KbmfgR5kI/AAAAAAAAAP4/7dZyt5lFU5M/s72-c/Auntie+Mish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-2618509964278695512</id><published>2008-03-20T12:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T12:34:22.139-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoga with Brammy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R-KPYfgR5iI/AAAAAAAAAPo/dPAmJFycvWU/s1600-h/Yoga+with+Grammy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R-KPYfgR5iI/AAAAAAAAAPo/dPAmJFycvWU/s400/Yoga+with+Grammy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179860172366013986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My Brammy is a math wiz (she writes textbooks about that stuff) and she’s also a yoda master.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean yoga master.  She does yoga and I try to copy her moves.  Look at my Downward Dog.  It's a 10 if I do say so myself.&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/19429743-2618509964278695512?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/2618509964278695512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=2618509964278695512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/2618509964278695512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/2618509964278695512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/03/yoga-with-brammy.html' title='Yoga with Brammy'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R-KPYfgR5iI/AAAAAAAAAPo/dPAmJFycvWU/s72-c/Yoga+with+Grammy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-4766042053088949576</id><published>2008-03-19T11:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T11:54:40.892-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Swimming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R-E1U9REyFI/AAAAAAAAAPg/OjRt_NwFr7M/s1600-h/Tassy+Swimming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R-E1U9REyFI/AAAAAAAAAPg/OjRt_NwFr7M/s400/Tassy+Swimming.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179479680612616274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have earned the nickname "Little Mermaid" from swimming so much.  You can't see my tail in this picture, but it's there, I swear.  My Auntie has been giving me swimming lessons everyday, so I can become a star swimmer like my daddy.  My past week has been spent in the pool.  I've earned my tail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-4766042053088949576?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/4766042053088949576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=4766042053088949576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4766042053088949576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4766042053088949576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-swimming.html' title='More Swimming'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R-E1U9REyFI/AAAAAAAAAPg/OjRt_NwFr7M/s72-c/Tassy+Swimming.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-7622478766828685816</id><published>2008-03-17T01:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T01:42:26.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R94CsdREyEI/AAAAAAAAAPY/6586P2lLIl8/s1600-h/IMG_1972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R94CsdREyEI/AAAAAAAAAPY/6586P2lLIl8/s400/IMG_1972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178579584316393538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am taking a break from the cold NYC weather and living it up in Palm Springs.  We've been having some pretty wicked wind storms here, but that doesn't keep me from the pool.  I swam in the hot tub for about two hours and relearned how to blow bubbles, reach my arms, kick, and boss everyone around in the water.  I love to tell other people go underwater, but I refuse to do it myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-7622478766828685816?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/7622478766828685816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=7622478766828685816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7622478766828685816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7622478766828685816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/03/swimming-again.html' title='Swimming Again'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R94CsdREyEI/AAAAAAAAAPY/6586P2lLIl8/s72-c/IMG_1972.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-7432848148837722601</id><published>2008-03-10T08:46:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T23:55:35.495-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, Grammy, and the Other Ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R9UuM9REx_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/WSmXWNAC6ks/s1600-h/DSC02668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R9UuM9REx_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/WSmXWNAC6ks/s400/DSC02668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176094146871740402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is me and MY grammy, and the other newer babies.  They are grandkids too, I guess.  Last year the picture would have been just me and my grammy, but times are changing.  It was little sis' baptism today so she is wearing a pretty white dress. And Maddie, my cousin is next to her.  I still have lots of love to go around, so after this picture I gave kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R9UuktREyAI/AAAAAAAAAO4/yocMXDYGewU/s1600-h/DSC02680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R9UuktREyAI/AAAAAAAAAO4/yocMXDYGewU/s400/DSC02680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176094554893633538" 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/19429743-7432848148837722601?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/7432848148837722601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=7432848148837722601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7432848148837722601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7432848148837722601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/03/me-grammy-and-other-ones.html' title='Me, Grammy, and the Other Ones'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R9UuM9REx_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/WSmXWNAC6ks/s72-c/DSC02668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-1748232068318501219</id><published>2008-03-09T22:52:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T10:08:50.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing work at Grammy's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R9aQWtREyBI/AAAAAAAAAPA/NqSV20tOG9Q/s1600-h/March08+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R9aQWtREyBI/AAAAAAAAAPA/NqSV20tOG9Q/s400/March08+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176483541491697682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every Monday I get to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grammy's&lt;/span&gt; house and I love it because she puts me to work immediately.  I get to mop and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt; and sweep (she's a clean freak so she likes me to do all three on her kitchen floor before she's satisfied).  And this is just in the second hour of being at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Grammy's&lt;/span&gt; house.  In the first hour I have already flossed my teeth, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lotioned&lt;/span&gt; my face, perfumed my neck, and put on jewelry.  I could never clean without looking like a proper lady- there's just something special about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vacuuming&lt;/span&gt; with jewels on.  If I had my way, I'd be wearing high heels too.  After I clean the floors, she lets me cook fake pears in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R9aQXdREyCI/AAAAAAAAAPI/9POgt6isgfA/s1600-h/March08+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R9aQXdREyCI/AAAAAAAAAPI/9POgt6isgfA/s400/March08+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176483554376599586" 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/19429743-1748232068318501219?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/1748232068318501219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=1748232068318501219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1748232068318501219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1748232068318501219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/03/doing-work-at-grammys.html' title='Doing work at Grammy&apos;s'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R9aQWtREyBI/AAAAAAAAAPA/NqSV20tOG9Q/s72-c/March08+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-9142435609105518546</id><published>2008-03-08T07:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T23:07:35.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixin Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R9KKZ9REx4I/AAAAAAAAAN4/wvgZM-IeWhg/s1600-h/Madeline+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R9KKZ9REx4I/AAAAAAAAAN4/wvgZM-IeWhg/s400/Madeline+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175351100349663106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was watching the &lt;a href="http://www.foofighters.com/"&gt;Foo Fighters&lt;/a&gt; over the weekend and realized that David Grohl and I have the same hairstyle.  That is, when he's onstage singing and when I'm working real hard, we both let our &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.stuff.co.nz/images/317212.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.stuff.co.nz/4288644a22375.html&amp;amp;h=360&amp;amp;w=300&amp;amp;sz=43&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=65&amp;amp;sig2=NYXPfCEqDwEnk5kP1j8T3Q&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=JC-gzTTf8o9DsM:&amp;amp;tbnh=121&amp;amp;tbnw=101&amp;amp;ei=H43SR87AO4z8igH95LFh&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dfoo%2Bfighters%26start%3D63%26ndsp%3D21%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26safe%3Doff%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26sa%3DN"&gt;hair down&lt;/a&gt;.  Here I'm helping Auntie Laura season the salad for dinner.  As you well know, I just love to spice things up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-9142435609105518546?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/9142435609105518546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=9142435609105518546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/9142435609105518546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/9142435609105518546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/03/mixin-again.html' title='Mixin Again'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R9KKZ9REx4I/AAAAAAAAAN4/wvgZM-IeWhg/s72-c/Madeline+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-6106727464545588360</id><published>2008-03-05T09:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T09:33:19.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and Luvey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R86syfZyqtI/AAAAAAAAANw/av1sBLwCXIM/s1600-h/DSC02603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R86syfZyqtI/AAAAAAAAANw/av1sBLwCXIM/s400/DSC02603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174263005318392530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a great picture of me and luvey.  Mom calls her that a lot and so do I.  I'm always looking around for luvey so that I can give her hugs, or kisses, or both.  I tend to say and do whatever mom does.  If mom burps the baby, then I burp the baby.  If mom sucks snot out of baby's nose with the bulb, then so do I.  If mom changes baby's diaper, then I do.  And I talk like mommy too.  I say words like "Great", "Okay", and some other things mom doesn't know she says so much.  Now she knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-6106727464545588360?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/6106727464545588360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=6106727464545588360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6106727464545588360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6106727464545588360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/03/me-and-luvey.html' title='Me and Luvey'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R86syfZyqtI/AAAAAAAAANw/av1sBLwCXIM/s72-c/DSC02603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-7275562019521692564</id><published>2008-02-26T11:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T11:09:19.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R8RBN4Uh2qI/AAAAAAAAANo/hk8iN9wlFqg/s1600-h/DSC02573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R8RBN4Uh2qI/AAAAAAAAANo/hk8iN9wlFqg/s400/DSC02573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171329978840767138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The newscasters finally made a true prediction and it snowed!  Dad took a snow day and we went to the park where he proceeded to teach me how to make snow angels and snowballs.  I also learned that dad is just as good at manning a sled as he is at driving a car- not so much.  He crashed a couple of times and then I flat out refused to go with him.  I may be two, but I'm not stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-7275562019521692564?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/7275562019521692564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=7275562019521692564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7275562019521692564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/7275562019521692564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/02/snowday.html' title='Snowday'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R8RBN4Uh2qI/AAAAAAAAANo/hk8iN9wlFqg/s72-c/DSC02573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-8008899557255381777</id><published>2008-02-20T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T10:21:26.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playdate with C</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R8Q-yYUh2pI/AAAAAAAAANg/v6P7myQLK9w/s1600-h/DSC02541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R8Q-yYUh2pI/AAAAAAAAANg/v6P7myQLK9w/s400/DSC02541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171327307371109010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week I went to the park with one of my friends, C.  We had a great time playing on the jungle gym and getting a bit of fresh air, especially because snow was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;forecasted&lt;/span&gt; for the weekend.  Look how great we swing together (with a little help from C's dad).  We even made pees together in the restroom (with a little help from C's dad).  What a life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-8008899557255381777?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/8008899557255381777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=8008899557255381777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8008899557255381777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8008899557255381777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/02/last-week-i-went-to-park-with-one-of-my.html' title='Playdate with C'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R8Q-yYUh2pI/AAAAAAAAANg/v6P7myQLK9w/s72-c/DSC02541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-1873297444003935224</id><published>2008-02-18T21:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T08:56:04.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That's a Dinosaur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R7o9BYUh2oI/AAAAAAAAANY/iQN_dzRo8Nk/s1600-h/DSC02445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R7o9BYUh2oI/AAAAAAAAANY/iQN_dzRo8Nk/s400/DSC02445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168510616278784642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made my first trip to the Museum of Natural History this weekend, which is kind of ironic since I only live a couple of blocks away from it.  Oh well, better late than never.   I didn't want to go, but my parents forced me.  We went straight to the dinosaurs which I thought were neat, but I didn't really understand the concept.  I did enjoy the interactive computers which I took full advantage of since I was allowed to use them (unlike our puter at home which I can't touch without getting yelled at).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite stop was the museum store where there were many beautiful things.  At first I wanted the book and then I saw the stickers and puzzles, and the beautiful green sippy cup....I WANTED IT ALL and I screamed and screamed to let the whole museum know, that I love to shop like my mommy.  Dad was petrified, not like the bones, and couldn't get out of there quick enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-1873297444003935224?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/1873297444003935224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=1873297444003935224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1873297444003935224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1873297444003935224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/02/thats-dinosaur.html' title='That&apos;s a Dinosaur'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R7o9BYUh2oI/AAAAAAAAANY/iQN_dzRo8Nk/s72-c/DSC02445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-934350845652729372</id><published>2008-02-06T18:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T09:19:19.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swinging Big GIrl Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R6pHVqSLkxI/AAAAAAAAANQ/452F_nNpNDo/s1600-h/Cassidy+on+Big+Girl+Swing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R6pHVqSLkxI/AAAAAAAAANQ/452F_nNpNDo/s400/Cassidy+on+Big+Girl+Swing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164018360187065106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm enjoying a freakishly warm February day in Central Park. (65 degrees F in February)  I thought it was time I showed my moves on the big girl swing.  I also did a lap around the great lawn and chased after many squirrels.  I'm so big girl that it didn't make me tired at all and I was still bouncing off the walls once we got home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-934350845652729372?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/934350845652729372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=934350845652729372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/934350845652729372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/934350845652729372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/02/swinging-big-girl-style.html' title='Swinging Big GIrl Style'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R6pHVqSLkxI/AAAAAAAAANQ/452F_nNpNDo/s72-c/Cassidy+on+Big+Girl+Swing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-1370401521770115406</id><published>2008-02-06T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T12:35:03.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kharma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R6pGW6SLkwI/AAAAAAAAANI/xcOUmD0gC2U/s1600-h/Kharma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R6pGW6SLkwI/AAAAAAAAANI/xcOUmD0gC2U/s400/Kharma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164017282150273794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hurt my sister and higher powers intervene.  Do you notice my big booboo?  Or my third eye as some people call it?  Well I was playing at Grammy's house and I fell down the basement stairs.  I can't really tell you much about it, as it was all pretty much a blur, but I can prove it happened by the war wounds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-1370401521770115406?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/1370401521770115406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=1370401521770115406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1370401521770115406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1370401521770115406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/02/kharma.html' title='Kharma'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R6pGW6SLkwI/AAAAAAAAANI/xcOUmD0gC2U/s72-c/Kharma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-1846778402260716245</id><published>2008-02-06T18:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T12:34:20.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Like to Terrorize My Sister (and Gramps thinks it's funny)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R6pERqSLkvI/AAAAAAAAANA/U88rkQ-OstQ/s1600-h/Sister+Terrorization.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R6pERqSLkvI/AAAAAAAAANA/U88rkQ-OstQ/s400/Sister+Terrorization.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164014992932705010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm the big girl now and I make sure my sister knows it by poking her in the eye.  I'm really quick at it too, so much so that people don't know if I really hurt her or not.  Gramps is getting slow in his old age and he completely misses the torture maneuver. (He's not really laughing at the crying baby.)  She's too much of an angel anyways,  and the way mom coddles her, well I figure she needs some pain in her life.&lt;br /&gt;(I also really like to throw heavy objects into her crib when she's sleeping.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Note:  Gramps isn't senile yet, and I only terrorize little sister 3.5 % of the time.  The other 96% of the time I give her tons of love.  The other .5% is undetermined.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-1846778402260716245?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/1846778402260716245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=1846778402260716245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1846778402260716245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1846778402260716245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-like-to-terrorize-my-sister-and.html' title='I Like to Terrorize My Sister (and Gramps thinks it&apos;s funny)'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R6pERqSLkvI/AAAAAAAAANA/U88rkQ-OstQ/s72-c/Sister+Terrorization.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-4206050432658991052</id><published>2008-01-10T07:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T08:10:46.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R4YWrV47F-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/6gpdhv-BNaU/s1600-h/DSC02221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R4YWrV47F-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/6gpdhv-BNaU/s400/DSC02221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153831757438195682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't show you a picture from my New Year's Eve because it was too wild and crazy and I don't want mom to be mad that I really partied hard, so I'm showing a picture from Holly's birthday party, Blades of Glory, instead.  We all went ice skating, well I watched mom and dad from the sidelines and learned about ice skating at &lt;a href="http://www.wollmanskatingrink.com/main_lasker.htm"&gt;Lasker&lt;/a&gt;.  It was great and I was really helpful because I kept yelling "Don't Fall!" to everyone.&lt;a href="http://www.wollmanskatingrink.com/main_lasker.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-4206050432658991052?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/4206050432658991052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=4206050432658991052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4206050432658991052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4206050432658991052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R4YWrV47F-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/6gpdhv-BNaU/s72-c/DSC02221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-3583986711006446599</id><published>2007-12-31T09:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T09:12:10.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SHAKE THAT BOOTEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R3j3dV47F9I/AAAAAAAAAMw/_BR4thzWKoI/s1600-h/IMG_0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R3j3dV47F9I/AAAAAAAAAMw/_BR4thzWKoI/s400/IMG_0310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150138257362327506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One day I came home from Brammy's house and I had learned a new thing; how to shake my BOOTEE! Yeah! First I told Jenna, my teacher, when she was helping me use the bathroom.  She thought it was really funny.  Then I started doing it around the house, just to feel it out, see what kind of results I would get from mom and dad.  The results were favorable, so now I do it everywhere and usually when I am excited.  I have even perfected the bend of my butt, so that I can spank it while I shake it.  It is definitely one of my best dance moves yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-3583986711006446599?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/3583986711006446599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=3583986711006446599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/3583986711006446599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/3583986711006446599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2007/12/shake-that-bootee.html' title='SHAKE THAT BOOTEE'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R3j3dV47F9I/AAAAAAAAAMw/_BR4thzWKoI/s72-c/IMG_0310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-4062774696170338007</id><published>2007-12-28T11:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T11:30:12.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R3UjKF47F3I/AAAAAAAAAMA/CVNr-TeM8GM/s1600-h/DSC02191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R3UjKF47F3I/AAAAAAAAAMA/CVNr-TeM8GM/s400/DSC02191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149060405254625138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Santa Claus brought me some really great gifts and I have been having a blast perfecting my skills.  My digital camera is the bomb, and I can take 60 pictures in about 2 minutes flat.  Here is me and my family through my eyes.  Pretty cool huh?  My next step is figuring out how to record music to my movies with my new Barbie keyboard.  Notice the fabulous chair that is just my size?  I obviously was a very good girl this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R3UjKV47F4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/ygDsOTQWnaE/s1600-h/IMG_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R3UjKV47F4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/ygDsOTQWnaE/s400/IMG_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149060409549592450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R3UjKl47F5I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/0sNHchBcye8/s1600-h/IMG_0172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R3UjKl47F5I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/0sNHchBcye8/s400/IMG_0172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149060413844559762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R3UjKl47F6I/AAAAAAAAAMY/QTTqwTYuBNI/s1600-h/IMG_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R3UjKl47F6I/AAAAAAAAAMY/QTTqwTYuBNI/s400/IMG_0209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149060413844559778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R3UjK147F7I/AAAAAAAAAMg/vcQArjvii3I/s1600-h/IMG_0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R3UjK147F7I/AAAAAAAAAMg/vcQArjvii3I/s400/IMG_0239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149060418139527090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R3UjhF47F8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/KafAU_WvQ74/s1600-h/IMG_0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R3UjhF47F8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/KafAU_WvQ74/s400/IMG_0184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149060800391616450" 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/19429743-4062774696170338007?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/4062774696170338007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=4062774696170338007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4062774696170338007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/4062774696170338007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-new-camera.html' title='My New Camera'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R3UjKF47F3I/AAAAAAAAAMA/CVNr-TeM8GM/s72-c/DSC02191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-8588226568544912902</id><published>2007-12-26T14:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T14:40:21.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Newest Cuz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R3KsnV47F2I/AAAAAAAAAL4/EwOP5VbzZ9s/s1600-h/DSC02172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R3KsnV47F2I/AAAAAAAAAL4/EwOP5VbzZ9s/s400/DSC02172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148367115928672098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been a busy week with all the last minute shopping I've had to do to get ready for Christmas.  And to top it all off, my new baby cousin Maddie arrived on December 23rd!  She's so cute and tiny!  She was even smaller than me and I was pretty small.  She'll be big in no time and I can't wait to play peek-a-boo with her and sing songs and all that other good stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-8588226568544912902?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/8588226568544912902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=8588226568544912902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8588226568544912902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/8588226568544912902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-newest-cuz.html' title='My Newest Cuz'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R3KsnV47F2I/AAAAAAAAAL4/EwOP5VbzZ9s/s72-c/DSC02172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-5359698031334852143</id><published>2007-12-02T14:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T16:31:39.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow is White!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R1MDeOjAt6I/AAAAAAAAAK4/o3reSDskOb0/s1600-R/Park+Pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R1MDeOjAt6I/AAAAAAAAAK4/dMVFzertPpU/s400/Park+Pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139455417595770786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I woke up this morning and was paralyzed with amazement when I looked out the window.  It was raining, but the rain  was white!  Dad told me it was &lt;a href="http://www.popularfront.com/snowdays/"&gt;snow&lt;/a&gt;.  A little later I put on my warmest clothes (no gloves mind you- my mom hasn't bought me any yet!!) and Dad and I went into Central Park.  We were some of the very few who ventured into the park.  The playground was a virtual ghost yard.  All the other kids were too afraid of the snow to come out to play.   Not me of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, for the 80's generation out there- don't I look like a young &lt;a href="http://dirtymartini.wordpress.com/2007/09/23/madonna-should-have-retired-in-the-80s/"&gt;Madonna&lt;/a&gt; in the below shot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R1MDe-jAt7I/AAAAAAAAALA/gByAfJySzW8/s1600-R/DSC02063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R1MDe-jAt7I/AAAAAAAAALA/XwBchadMoC8/s400/DSC02063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139455430480672690" 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/19429743-5359698031334852143?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/5359698031334852143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=5359698031334852143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5359698031334852143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5359698031334852143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2007/12/snow-is-white.html' title='Snow is White!'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R1MDeOjAt6I/AAAAAAAAAK4/dMVFzertPpU/s72-c/Park+Pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-5983543821818579380</id><published>2007-12-02T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T15:50:43.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Appreciation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R1MZw-jAt9I/AAAAAAAAALQ/FuHSgO2zCpY/s1600-R/DSC02050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R1MZw-jAt9I/AAAAAAAAALQ/Wq48N7kfe1s/s400/DSC02050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139479928974129106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love to draw and I value fashion too.  So much so that I often like to make myself into a piece de resistance.  Or something like that.  My sketchbook wasn't enough.  When I have a pen in hand I am so given into the temptation of using myself as a canvas.  Just one of my very few flaws.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-5983543821818579380?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/5983543821818579380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=5983543821818579380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5983543821818579380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/5983543821818579380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2007/12/art-appreciation.html' title='Art Appreciation'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R1MZw-jAt9I/AAAAAAAAALQ/Wq48N7kfe1s/s72-c/DSC02050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-2672677577873721488</id><published>2007-11-23T15:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T16:28:01.915-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peppers and Drumstix</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R1MbzOjAt-I/AAAAAAAAALY/5w6wOaE-jgo/s1600-R/before+and+after+Talulah+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R1MbzOjAt-I/AAAAAAAAALY/8RGHc9avmsc/s400/before+and+after+Talulah+107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139482166652090338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanksgiving was a long day and A LOT of food.  For &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hors&lt;/span&gt; d' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;oeuvres&lt;/span&gt; I had red, yellow, and orange sweet peppers.  Yum!  I love peppers.  I also drank a lot of water.  My friend Heidi was there.  I tried to share my peppers with her, but she doesn't like peppers, just stuffed peppers, and she says that she only likes the stuffing, not the pepper.  Too bad for her.  I'll eat her peppers.  I love peppers.  For dinner I ate meat, but I would only eat meat off the bone, so I ate the drumstix.  That means I ate a lot of meat because a turkey leg is BIG.  No messing around there.  And I don't mess around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R1Mbz-jAt_I/AAAAAAAAALg/oYbia_GoSwA/s1600-R/before+and+after+Talulah+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R1Mbz-jAt_I/AAAAAAAAALg/vBmLurOgY-U/s400/before+and+after+Talulah+148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139482179536992242" 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/19429743-2672677577873721488?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/2672677577873721488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=2672677577873721488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/2672677577873721488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/2672677577873721488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2007/11/peppers-and-drumstix.html' title='Peppers and Drumstix'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R1MbzOjAt-I/AAAAAAAAALY/8RGHc9avmsc/s72-c/before+and+after+Talulah+107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-576949755827003514</id><published>2007-11-20T17:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:57:31.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Restaurant Entertainment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R1MF_ujAt8I/AAAAAAAAALI/Sm0cHjtSvnk/s1600-R/Spicing+it+Up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R1MF_ujAt8I/AAAAAAAAALI/iTPdf4oYjGk/s400/Spicing+it+Up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139458192144644034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For those of you who don't know, my mom's numerologist told her that I have the same numbers as Martha Stewart, which is why I love to spend hours cleaning at school (and my teachers love me for it).  I always fight it out with other students as to who gets to wash the dishes after lunch.  I usually win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides cleaning, I am also teaching myself about spices.  I get the most practice when I go out to restaurants.  At this particular restaurant I am making fabulous fresh pepper, garlic, salt, and dried arugala mix.  My parents aren't bothered by my experimenting, because they don't have to clean it up or pay for it- you don't get charged for spice consumption when dining out and it keeps me occupied so that they can eat.  Above is a picture at a yummy Italian restaurant in Chelsea.  This is the first time we ate out as a family with the new baby.  What fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-576949755827003514?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/576949755827003514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=576949755827003514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/576949755827003514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/576949755827003514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2007/11/restaurant-entertainment.html' title='Restaurant Entertainment'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/R1MF_ujAt8I/AAAAAAAAALI/iTPdf4oYjGk/s72-c/Spicing+it+Up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-6260654143610654720</id><published>2007-10-30T11:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T09:57:39.137-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and Baby Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/RydNHGB3n3I/AAAAAAAAAKo/EZ4kE2n_LJQ/s1600-h/Me+and+Baby+Sister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/RydNHGB3n3I/AAAAAAAAAKo/EZ4kE2n_LJQ/s400/Me+and+Baby+Sister.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127151485057474418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really love my baby sister.  I like to put my face right up next to hers and give her kisses.  I have been singing her songs, really loudly, right in her face too, just to make sure she hears them.  I also like to share my food with her, I tried to feed her a cracker the other day, but mom got really upset, and I thought I was being so nice, sharing like a big sister should.  It is a little confusing with my baby sister, because I am trying to be so nice to her and hanging out with her, but mom gets a little spastic when I do.  I think mom is having some personal issues.  Doesn't everyone just want to be loved?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-6260654143610654720?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/6260654143610654720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=6260654143610654720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6260654143610654720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/6260654143610654720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2007/10/me-and-baby-sister.html' title='Me and Baby Sister'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/RydNHGB3n3I/AAAAAAAAAKo/EZ4kE2n_LJQ/s72-c/Me+and+Baby+Sister.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19429743.post-1933008852891900315</id><published>2007-10-30T11:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T12:02:19.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's Waldo....uhm, Tassy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/RydL5mB3n1I/AAAAAAAAAKc/QdaL1UTNy0s/s1600-h/Helpin+with+Laundry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m2UIIFZrgpY/RydL5mB3n1I/AAAAAAAAAKc/QdaL1UTNy0s/s400/Helpin+with+Laundry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127150153617612626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a new person in the family spitting up all the time, and having power blow-outs (no that isn't me anymore) we sure have a lot of laundry to do.  We did seven loads of laundry over the weekend and boy was it a chore.  I really like it though because I get to help dad and he gives me rides in the cart.  Can you find me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19429743-1933008852891900315?l=boopsieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/1933008852891900315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19429743&amp;postID=1933008852891900315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1933008852891900315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19429743/posts/default/1933008852891900315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boopsieboo.blogspot.com/2007/10/wheres-waldouhm-cassidy.html' title='Where&apos;s Waldo....uhm, Tassy?'/><author><name>Boopsieboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507440423867724531</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/_m2UIIFZrgpY/RydL5mB3n1I/AAAAAAAAAKc/QdaL1UTNy0s/s72-c/Helpin+with+Laundry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
