<?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-4031994082394116821</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:26:57.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Van Der Kims</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>This is August and Reid's world. We just live in it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08534343880565848791</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>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031994082394116821.post-8601047312519931329</id><published>2009-01-22T00:01:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T00:17:14.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I know they're funny, and not just because they're my kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face  {font-family:"Arial Narrow";  panose-1:2 11 5 6 2 2 2 3 2 4;  mso-font-charset:0;  mso-generic-font-family:swiss;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:647 0 0 0 159 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Here, by demand, is an excerpt from our holiday letter. What? You say you failed to receive one last month? Do not fear. You have not been scratched off our list. We simply failed to finish sending out our Christmas cards. Our new goal is Arbor Day.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;br /&gt;We could say a lot about the year that was, and we will – at the end – but we thought we would give most of this year’s letter over to our muses, August and Reid, who are just finding their way in the world, and instructing and enlightening us every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They uttered a mixture of the profound:&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beaches never close because they don’t have doors.     – August, June 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adults are just kids who weigh too much.  – August, January 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe animals smile with their tails.                                                                                  – August, November 25     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they are never shy about saying the things you really think, but never say out loud:&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You should pay more attention to driving,   and not pay more attention to talking.  – August, November 22                                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish grown-ups weren’t in our lives so                                  we could do whatever we wanted to do.  – August, June 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you’re done with all the grades, you’re done with high school.                                  If you’re done with high school, you go to college.                                  When you’re done with college, you go to work.                                  When you’re done with work, nothing happens anymore.                                                                                  – August, November 25                                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you wish we were made of peanut butter?  – August, March 29  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, they were humble:&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peanut butter and jelly is good enough for me.  – Reid, October 31                                                                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever Santa brings me, I want it.  – Reid, December 7     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At all times, they were the conscience of the household:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are we going to church today? It’s Sunday.                                  We’re supposed to go, you know.      – August, October 26                                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reid: Dad, Mom won’t give me goldfish.                                  Dad: Well, you just had popcorn.                                  Reid: She’s a bad woman.  – January 13     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They always had a unique interpretation of life’s events:                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;August: And God made Reid with really flat feet.                                            God put a rolling pin on his feet.                                  Mom: Hmm, how did you know that?                                  August: I saw God make Reid.  – November 20                                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you die, I could make a present for you, and send it                                  right up to heaven. That would be awesome.  – August, December 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4031994082394116821-8601047312519931329?l=vanderkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/feeds/8601047312519931329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4031994082394116821&amp;postID=8601047312519931329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/8601047312519931329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/8601047312519931329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/2009/01/theyre-funny-and-not-just-because.html' title='I know they&apos;re funny, and not just because they&apos;re my kids'/><author><name>This is August and Reid's world. We just live in it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08534343880565848791</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-4031994082394116821.post-8519507275523825164</id><published>2008-11-25T23:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T23:39:08.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My lovely, but silly, family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My parents and sister, Michelle, were here during the week of Halloween. These were taken the day they left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSzRMwhlC1I/AAAAAAAAAQU/YDF7Q2aai9c/s1600-h/DSCF1540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSzRMwhlC1I/AAAAAAAAAQU/YDF7Q2aai9c/s320/DSCF1540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272819280858385234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSzRNTg2HeI/AAAAAAAAAQc/7obBT4bnGxI/s1600-h/DSCF1541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSzRNTg2HeI/AAAAAAAAAQc/7obBT4bnGxI/s320/DSCF1541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272819290250550754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSzROcHAOMI/AAAAAAAAAQs/fmSNzj_8Kdw/s1600-h/DSCF1546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSzROcHAOMI/AAAAAAAAAQs/fmSNzj_8Kdw/s320/DSCF1546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272819309737949378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here's Michelle, pretending to approach August for some love, but really, she just wants his candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSzRN85PXYI/AAAAAAAAAQk/_JjxAoTTkhY/s1600-h/DSCF1544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSzRN85PXYI/AAAAAAAAAQk/_JjxAoTTkhY/s320/DSCF1544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272819301358722434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSzR_ncvqgI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/-vMVl12KdjM/s1600-h/DSCF1549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSzR_ncvqgI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/-vMVl12KdjM/s320/DSCF1549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272820154595518978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, she's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSzSAGl3amI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/dVG52ibDvEA/s1600-h/DSCF1551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSzSAGl3amI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/dVG52ibDvEA/s320/DSCF1551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272820162955274850" 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/4031994082394116821-8519507275523825164?l=vanderkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/feeds/8519507275523825164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4031994082394116821&amp;postID=8519507275523825164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/8519507275523825164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/8519507275523825164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-lovely-but-silly-family.html' title='My lovely, but silly, family'/><author><name>This is August and Reid's world. We just live in it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08534343880565848791</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/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSzRMwhlC1I/AAAAAAAAAQU/YDF7Q2aai9c/s72-c/DSCF1540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031994082394116821.post-8305425749792713617</id><published>2008-11-25T23:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T23:25:50.009-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSzPSUJC3SI/AAAAAAAAAQM/A6iFUQ6pdsc/s1600-h/DSCF1388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSzPSUJC3SI/AAAAAAAAAQM/A6iFUQ6pdsc/s320/DSCF1388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272817177295248674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's only missing one here, but August actually lost a second tooth last week. That thing was hanging by a thread forever and day, but he refused to let me yank the thing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4031994082394116821-8305425749792713617?l=vanderkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/feeds/8305425749792713617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4031994082394116821&amp;postID=8305425749792713617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/8305425749792713617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/8305425749792713617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-i-want-for-christmas-is-my-two.html' title='All I want for Christmas ...'/><author><name>This is August and Reid's world. We just live in it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08534343880565848791</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/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSzPSUJC3SI/AAAAAAAAAQM/A6iFUQ6pdsc/s72-c/DSCF1388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031994082394116821.post-3247900149192258326</id><published>2008-11-19T23:08:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:26:59.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>I'm woefully behind on posting pictures of my little guys. I feel bad because I know my parents are dying to see these photos. And since they're the only ones who check out this blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSTmJaX7-fI/AAAAAAAAAQE/kqltjzB4HJs/s1600-h/DSCF1455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSTmJaX7-fI/AAAAAAAAAQE/kqltjzB4HJs/s320/DSCF1455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270590513303255538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSTlBXSlB_I/AAAAAAAAAP0/kVsyK3--un4/s1600-h/DSCF1488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSTlBXSlB_I/AAAAAAAAAP0/kVsyK3--un4/s320/DSCF1488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270589275524892658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSTlA7O8T-I/AAAAAAAAAPs/3Oyw04cZ3ug/s1600-h/DSCF1484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSTlA7O8T-I/AAAAAAAAAPs/3Oyw04cZ3ug/s320/DSCF1484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270589267993448418" 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/4031994082394116821-3247900149192258326?l=vanderkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/feeds/3247900149192258326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4031994082394116821&amp;postID=3247900149192258326&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/3247900149192258326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/3247900149192258326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>This is August and Reid's world. We just live in it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08534343880565848791</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/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SSTmJaX7-fI/AAAAAAAAAQE/kqltjzB4HJs/s72-c/DSCF1455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031994082394116821.post-8123399362194514750</id><published>2008-10-18T14:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:48:57.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reid has a cush factor?</title><content type='html'>August and Reid are going to be the ring bearers in my sister Amy's wedding next spring. She just added the boys to the "wedding party" section on her Web site. Check it out. Her descriptions of them are so dead-on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mywedding.com/chadandamyrock/wedding_party.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4031994082394116821-8123399362194514750?l=vanderkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/feeds/8123399362194514750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4031994082394116821&amp;postID=8123399362194514750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/8123399362194514750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/8123399362194514750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/2008/10/reid-has-cush-factor.html' title='Reid has a cush factor?'/><author><name>This is August and Reid's world. We just live in it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08534343880565848791</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-4031994082394116821.post-6435105347861201113</id><published>2008-09-21T23:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:40:06.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'>apple picking</title><content type='html'>We headed to Homestead Farms this morning and brought home more than 14 pounds of apples.  What the heck were we thinking? But they sure are tasty. Mmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcQkHetL6I/AAAAAAAAAOs/ZD6obh4s1ag/s1600-h/apple+picking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcQkHetL6I/AAAAAAAAAOs/ZD6obh4s1ag/s320/apple+picking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248682103392776098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcQkcYEniI/AAAAAAAAAO0/O1ZHdLeFdFg/s1600-h/DSCF1331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcQkcYEniI/AAAAAAAAAO0/O1ZHdLeFdFg/s320/DSCF1331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248682109002096162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcQk9_kGeI/AAAAAAAAAO8/5lI8z8Am-Zs/s1600-h/DSCF1337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcQk9_kGeI/AAAAAAAAAO8/5lI8z8Am-Zs/s320/DSCF1337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248682118026107362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcQlWdAk2I/AAAAAAAAAPM/WBtrmuSFijo/s1600-h/DSCF1343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcQlWdAk2I/AAAAAAAAAPM/WBtrmuSFijo/s320/DSCF1343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248682124592059234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcP7_IrhMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/-BZjwtsteZE/s1600-h/DSCF1339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcP7_IrhMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/-BZjwtsteZE/s320/DSCF1339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248681413958141122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcP8I4bhPI/AAAAAAAAAOc/dsNJHChYmzI/s1600-h/reid+shows+his+apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcP8I4bhPI/AAAAAAAAAOc/dsNJHChYmzI/s320/reid+shows+his+apple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248681416574338290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcP85uKNcI/AAAAAAAAAOk/eDT8eFYseXQ/s1600-h/marty-apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcP85uKNcI/AAAAAAAAAOk/eDT8eFYseXQ/s320/marty-apple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248681429684598210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marty, hoping for work in the apple ad industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcOReRgfwI/AAAAAAAAANU/8B1D8ermj3g/s1600-h/DSCF1352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcOReRgfwI/AAAAAAAAANU/8B1D8ermj3g/s320/DSCF1352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248679584070663938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the point when Reid got tired of picking apples and just wanted to start eating the picnic we packed. His little red basket is full of nutritious snacks, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcOR1xCwMI/AAAAAAAAANc/ASZ_Rqc7Duk/s1600-h/DSCF1355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcOR1xCwMI/AAAAAAAAANc/ASZ_Rqc7Duk/s320/DSCF1355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248679590376947906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcOSF8XsrI/AAAAAAAAANk/f85dWwvf1-A/s1600-h/DSCF1361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcOSF8XsrI/AAAAAAAAANk/f85dWwvf1-A/s320/DSCF1361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248679594719425202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What's that on August's head, you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcOSXUy3rI/AAAAAAAAANs/u7SJ8EhvK7s/s1600-h/DSCF1354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcOSXUy3rI/AAAAAAAAANs/u7SJ8EhvK7s/s320/DSCF1354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248679599385271986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why, it's the mask of his alter-ego, Nick, the Red Power Ranger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4031994082394116821-6435105347861201113?l=vanderkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/feeds/6435105347861201113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4031994082394116821&amp;postID=6435105347861201113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/6435105347861201113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/6435105347861201113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/2008/09/apple-picking.html' title='apple picking'/><author><name>This is August and Reid's world. We just live in it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08534343880565848791</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/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNcQkHetL6I/AAAAAAAAAOs/ZD6obh4s1ag/s72-c/apple+picking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031994082394116821.post-7572896416821671565</id><published>2008-09-21T16:37:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T00:50:33.391-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware the strength of JUNGLE FURY, the RED POWER RANGER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's excited about Halloween?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNawvxzmeMI/AAAAAAAAANM/1d_O6QZkKEE/s1600-h/power+ranger%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248576750617000130" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNawvxzmeMI/AAAAAAAAANM/1d_O6QZkKEE/s320/power+ranger%21.jpg" 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/4031994082394116821-7572896416821671565?l=vanderkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/feeds/7572896416821671565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4031994082394116821&amp;postID=7572896416821671565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/7572896416821671565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/7572896416821671565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/2008/09/fury.html' title='Beware the strength of JUNGLE FURY, the RED POWER RANGER!'/><author><name>This is August and Reid's world. We just live in it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08534343880565848791</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/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SNawvxzmeMI/AAAAAAAAANM/1d_O6QZkKEE/s72-c/power+ranger%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031994082394116821.post-1859026467952218624</id><published>2008-09-12T15:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:44:06.664-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First grader's first day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SMrIsMcncEI/AAAAAAAAANA/uV_jBkigyu4/s1600-h/first+day!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245225377607413826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SMrIsMcncEI/AAAAAAAAANA/uV_jBkigyu4/s320/first+day!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what those silly conventions made me miss: August's first day of school! I can't tell you how sad I was not to be there. I'm told he was one happy camper that morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SMrIgFEWZ6I/AAAAAAAAAMY/O9lEy-BiOBk/s1600-h/DSCF1314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245225169468155810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SMrIgFEWZ6I/AAAAAAAAAMY/O9lEy-BiOBk/s320/DSCF1314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SMrIgWLICfI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ky29-69dZ_8/s1600-h/first+day,+aug&amp;amp;reid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245225174059977202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SMrIgWLICfI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ky29-69dZ_8/s320/first+day,+aug%26reid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SMrIg4bRt8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/iolneO0vfqg/s1600-h/first+day2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245225183254525890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SMrIg4bRt8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/iolneO0vfqg/s320/first+day2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SMrIhY1X7ZI/AAAAAAAAAM4/vzLEoHAkLA4/s1600-h/DSCF1324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245225191953919378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SMrIhY1X7ZI/AAAAAAAAAM4/vzLEoHAkLA4/s320/DSCF1324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting outside Sra. Cunningham's classroom.&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/4031994082394116821-1859026467952218624?l=vanderkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/feeds/1859026467952218624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4031994082394116821&amp;postID=1859026467952218624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/1859026467952218624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/1859026467952218624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-graders-first-day.html' title='First grader&apos;s first day'/><author><name>This is August and Reid's world. We just live in it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08534343880565848791</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/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SMrIsMcncEI/AAAAAAAAANA/uV_jBkigyu4/s72-c/first+day!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031994082394116821.post-6295250029930991024</id><published>2008-09-12T15:04:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:41:18.785-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A day riding trains</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245215029540667906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SMq_R25PwgI/AAAAAAAAALA/dgZze4XjfSY/s200/DSCF1310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm back from the conventions. Finally. I can't believe I left my three boys for so long. Somehow, they survived. Imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've now cleansed myself from all the dirty political rhetoric and am back groovin' with my little guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the first thing the boys did after I left: take a ride on an old-fashioned steam train. The boys rode in the red caboose. (Didn't they get rid of those things decades ago?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SMq-0awTDqI/AAAAAAAAAKg/WONxrOgaOnM/s1600-h/DSCF1312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245214523770736290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SMq-0awTDqI/AAAAAAAAAKg/WONxrOgaOnM/s320/DSCF1312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SMq-0jreHWI/AAAAAAAAAKo/aK4jPwKWyCc/s1600-h/DSCF1295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245214526166408546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SMq-0jreHWI/AAAAAAAAAKo/aK4jPwKWyCc/s320/DSCF1295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SMq-03VYfZI/AAAAAAAAAKw/4jKHQGHN1Ds/s1600-h/DSCF1301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245214531442474386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SMq-03VYfZI/AAAAAAAAAKw/4jKHQGHN1Ds/s320/DSCF1301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SMq-1MVkU7I/AAAAAAAAAK4/Y0bgQ4Df-lc/s1600-h/cropped+train+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245214537080394674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SMq-1MVkU7I/AAAAAAAAAK4/Y0bgQ4Df-lc/s320/cropped+train+photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4031994082394116821-6295250029930991024?l=vanderkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/feeds/6295250029930991024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4031994082394116821&amp;postID=6295250029930991024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/6295250029930991024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/6295250029930991024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-riding-trains.html' title='A day riding trains'/><author><name>This is August and Reid's world. We just live in it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08534343880565848791</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/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SMq_R25PwgI/AAAAAAAAALA/dgZze4XjfSY/s72-c/DSCF1310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031994082394116821.post-7981893050955975138</id><published>2008-08-22T21:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:43:34.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hugs and kisses via phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SK9qgpM0KDI/AAAAAAAAAKA/QWAo8q_ZS0Y/s1600-h/Our+sweet+boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SK9qg5gfx7I/AAAAAAAAAKI/dmql1vFFWjk/s1600-h/scan0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237522005080655794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SK9qg5gfx7I/AAAAAAAAAKI/dmql1vFFWjk/s320/scan0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I leave for the political conventions early tomorrow morning. I'll be gone for two weeks, the longest I've ever been away from these little guys. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope I make it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4031994082394116821-7981893050955975138?l=vanderkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/feeds/7981893050955975138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4031994082394116821&amp;postID=7981893050955975138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/7981893050955975138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/7981893050955975138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/2008/08/hugs-and-kisses-via-phone.html' title='Hugs and kisses via phone'/><author><name>This is August and Reid's world. We just live in it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08534343880565848791</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/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SK9qg5gfx7I/AAAAAAAAAKI/dmql1vFFWjk/s72-c/scan0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031994082394116821.post-8341776818596025754</id><published>2008-08-21T07:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T08:41:12.842-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Knoebels</title><content type='html'>We spent Monday at &lt;a href="http://knoebels.com/"&gt;Knoebels&lt;/a&gt;, this awesome family-owned, old-fashioned amusement park in the middle of nowhere Pennsylvania. The place is incredibly cheap. Parking is free and so is admission to the park. Rides average about 90 cents for kiddie attractions, and $1.20 for the bigger rides. We probably spent less than $40 the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids had a blast and later in the afternoon, we met up with my sister-in-law Sandy and three of her four girls, whom August and Reid absolutely adore. Ah, good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SK1gnWxCUOI/AAAAAAAAAJA/f9anVtz8VMI/s1600-h/DSCF1249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236948170944172258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SK1gnWxCUOI/AAAAAAAAAJA/f9anVtz8VMI/s320/DSCF1249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys could't wait to try the kiddie bumper cars. Of course, Reid had no idea what to do when he got in. August later said this was his favorite ride, "even though it hurt my back."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SK1gniuU2jI/AAAAAAAAAJI/qIZ0g91hzE4/s1600-h/DSCF1259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236948174154029618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SK1gniuU2jI/AAAAAAAAAJI/qIZ0g91hzE4/s320/DSCF1259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I have absolutely no idea what this thing is, but Reid obsessed over riding it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SK1goJZFhqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/upRqy5mueLw/s1600-h/DSCF1239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236948184533927586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SK1goJZFhqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/upRqy5mueLw/s320/DSCF1239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;August, reflecting on the delicious sandwhich I made him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SK1gpJIKmxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/NmcPTlLfCEU/s1600-h/DSCF1285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236948201642826514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SK1gpJIKmxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/NmcPTlLfCEU/s320/DSCF1285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SK1ey-i5NpI/AAAAAAAAAIg/5V-x-zYvRtM/s1600-h/cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236946171577579154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SK1ey-i5NpI/AAAAAAAAAIg/5V-x-zYvRtM/s320/cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SK1doAHgJ2I/AAAAAAAAAII/L3ZkW4QuPyI/s1600-h/DSCF1273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236944883509372770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SK1doAHgJ2I/AAAAAAAAAII/L3ZkW4QuPyI/s320/DSCF1273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reid also obsessed over finding the trains on the park map. Once he found them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SK1dotO6flI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3aRQOFoMthk/s1600-h/cropped+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236944895620054610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SK1dotO6flI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3aRQOFoMthk/s320/cropped+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...he was determined to go there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4031994082394116821-8341776818596025754?l=vanderkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/feeds/8341776818596025754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4031994082394116821&amp;postID=8341776818596025754&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/8341776818596025754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/8341776818596025754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/2008/08/knoebels.html' title='Knoebels'/><author><name>This is August and Reid's world. We just live in it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08534343880565848791</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/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SK1gnWxCUOI/AAAAAAAAAJA/f9anVtz8VMI/s72-c/DSCF1249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031994082394116821.post-9167064075514465195</id><published>2008-08-17T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:58:31.734-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The other vacation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SKjvLn1u5KI/AAAAAAAAAFc/HpqmoiLXsG8/s1600-h/DSCF0948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235697549770155170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SKjvLn1u5KI/AAAAAAAAAFc/HpqmoiLXsG8/s320/DSCF0948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I mentioned in my previous post we were just starting our second vacation. I thought I should post some pictures from our first major trip this summer _ a visit to Rehoboth Beach. That week represented the most relaxed Marty and I have been for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SKjvMMpm7hI/AAAAAAAAAFk/chYTA926lDk/s1600-h/DSCF0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235697559651413522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SKjvMMpm7hI/AAAAAAAAAFk/chYTA926lDk/s320/DSCF0958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love this shot. August is trying to convince Reid to join him. Sometimes Augie can be such a wonderful big brother. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SKjvMaskfVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/d8q72LJkfp0/s1600-h/DSCF0976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235697563421932882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SKjvMaskfVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/d8q72LJkfp0/s320/DSCF0976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Does anyone see Reid's resemblance to Marty here? Beyond the blinding white belly, that is?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SKjvMkjliKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/X8Hd4x35HWI/s1600-h/DSCF0982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235697566068607138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SKjvMkjliKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/X8Hd4x35HWI/s320/DSCF0982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SKjvM6uyISI/AAAAAAAAAF8/VaMcYEo5qYI/s1600-h/DSCF1007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235697572021149986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SKjvM6uyISI/AAAAAAAAAF8/VaMcYEo5qYI/s320/DSCF1007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At Fun Land! (The boardwalk arcade)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This has been a great summer. I hate to see it end. In addition to our extended vacations, we've also had some fabulous mini-holidays, like the weekend spent camping beneath the stars, the trip to the county fair and the numerous days spent in the backyard swimming and eating dinner with friends at our Salon Sunday gatherings. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4031994082394116821-9167064075514465195?l=vanderkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/feeds/9167064075514465195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4031994082394116821&amp;postID=9167064075514465195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/9167064075514465195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031994082394116821/posts/default/9167064075514465195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanderkim.blogspot.com/2008/08/other-vacation.html' title='The other vacation...'/><author><name>This is August and Reid's world. We just live in it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08534343880565848791</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/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SKjvLn1u5KI/AAAAAAAAAFc/HpqmoiLXsG8/s72-c/DSCF0948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031994082394116821.post-7066890935102827897</id><published>2008-08-16T23:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T00:05:29.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Farmer's markets and baseball games</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SKef6F3MrQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tUyBWbB34LM/s1600-h/DSCF1211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235328912196414722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SKef6F3MrQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tUyBWbB34LM/s320/DSCF1211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today marked the start of our second vacation of the summer. This morning, we headed to the farmer's market in downtown Silver Spring. We bought some danish, sat down at a table and just basked in the beautiful weather. The boys were amusing as always. Fabulous, fabulous morning. We really didn't do much except roam around and yet, in so many ways, it was incredibly productive. Good times. I just wish I had brought my camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SKefvU56ONI/AAAAAAAAACY/rN6--S-CGVw/s1600-h/DSCF1214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235328727255759058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SKefvU56ONI/AAAAAAAAACY/rN6--S-CGVw/s320/DSCF1214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This afternoon we went to go see the Nationals. They lost, of course, but the boys had fun anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SKefvjyX_2I/AAAAAAAAACg/aGcMHd7F-2c/s1600-h/DSCF1216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235328731250687842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SKefvjyX_2I/AAAAAAAAACg/aGcMHd7F-2c/s320/DSCF1216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At a certain point, August started eating his cotton candy like corn on the cob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SKefvzxdsnI/AAAAAAAAACo/NBddWHSe7nE/s1600-h/DSCF1220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235328735541834354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SKefvzxdsnI/AAAAAAAAACo/NBddWHSe7nE/s320/DSCF1220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reid, a ham? I know, a shocker. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SKefwalPh2I/AAAAAAAAACw/pZcfXQALfU0/s1600-h/DSCF1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235328745959556962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YNgDNgKU4oc/SKefwalPh2I/AAAAAAAAACw/pZcfXQALfU0/s320/DSCF1221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture is signifcant for two reasons: 1) I actually got a genuine smile out of Reidie; 2) August is eating a hot dog. Until this evening, my boys were the only kids on Earth who disliked hot dogs. 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