<?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-6093321336299677356</id><updated>2011-08-05T17:32:49.740-04:00</updated><category term='bikes'/><category term='birthday party'/><title type='text'>wee three</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-4910124403715629386</id><published>2010-03-09T12:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T12:55:07.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Wow, did I get off track or what?  But, I do think I have at least a pretty good excuse - three five year kids sure can keep a person busy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I've decided to revive my blog and start posting regularly again.  I've asked my partner to help with the blog too, so you will also see posts from Season from time to time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6093321336299677356-4910124403715629386?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/4910124403715629386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=4910124403715629386&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/4910124403715629386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/4910124403715629386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2010/03/wow-did-i-get-off-track-or-what-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-1787534124581394921</id><published>2009-09-07T21:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:41:00.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, did I get distracted!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I can't believe how long its been since I last posted on this blog.  Crazy how fast time goes by.  So much has changed, but so much has stayed the same.  The kids turned 5 this summer and started kindergarten a few weeks ago.  They amaze me everyday.  They also try my patience everyday.  I'm not quite the mother I thought I would be because I've realized that there is no ideal way to do this.  I do a lot of things I never thought I would (let the kids eat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;hotdogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;) and do other things I never knew I was capable of.  But mostly I just try to do the best I can everyday.  Some days I get it right, and other days I have to just laugh and let it all go.  After all, will it really kill them if I let them have ice cream for dinner tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6093321336299677356-1787534124581394921?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/1787534124581394921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=1787534124581394921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/1787534124581394921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/1787534124581394921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow-did-i-get-distracted.html' title='Wow, did I get distracted!'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-4700087870699981582</id><published>2007-12-09T14:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:00:23.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nutcracker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/R1xIhZcPcpI/AAAAAAAAAKM/HYprOKO92p4/s1600-h/IMG_1373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/R1xIhZcPcpI/AAAAAAAAAKM/HYprOKO92p4/s400/IMG_1373.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142064613152486034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The kids performed in the Nutcracker on saturday night.  That is Lily in the center.  They were cast as "Maypole Angels" and while their performance was short, it was really cute.  They all loved being on the stage and say that they want to do it again.  They will be in another recital in the spring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;More pics are at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;    a video on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jas-MzhB3Ng"&gt;youtube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wee3 nutcracker07.mov"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/R1xE-JcPcoI/AAAAAAAAAKE/SB2sr1mehnA/s400/IMG_1407.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142060709027213954" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6093321336299677356-4700087870699981582?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/4700087870699981582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=4700087870699981582&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/4700087870699981582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/4700087870699981582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/12/nutcracker.html' title='The Nutcracker'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/R1xIhZcPcpI/AAAAAAAAAKM/HYprOKO92p4/s72-c/IMG_1373.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-3808580480758498375</id><published>2007-10-21T22:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:00:24.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The trips take a trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RxwW2DzpAAI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/sUcoujaaB6Q/s1600-h/IMG_0854.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had to go to Canada on a business trip and decided to turn the trip into a little vacation for the entire family. I grew up in Rochester, NY and the seminar I was attending was just a few hours north, so the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;logistics&lt;/span&gt; were perfect. We started our trip north by stopping in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lynchburg&lt;/span&gt;, VA to visit with Season's family -- and it was especially perfect timing since her brother Kendall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;was home visiting from New Zealand. Here is Kendall with the kids. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RxwPcjzo_6I/AAAAAAAAAJE/EZ5EbDyYat4/s1600-h/oct+07+trip+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123987459363372962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RxwPcjzo_6I/AAAAAAAAAJE/EZ5EbDyYat4/s200/oct+07+trip+191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Season and Kendall took the kids out shopping and they found some really great Halloween costumes on sale. Check out what they picked out! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123985895995277202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RxwOBjzo_5I/AAAAAAAAAI8/B7LbxcHncmE/s200/IMG_0666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The kids were so excited to see their Poppy and Grandma Gail. What was really cute is that they thought we were going to their "Beach House" because the last time we saw them was when we all stayed at the beach. I had to keep telling them that Poppy and Grandma don't live at the beach house! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Although&lt;/span&gt; it was a really short visit, we all had a great time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So next it was off to NY. The kids did really well in the car -- a lot better than I expected. Of course, having a DVD player in the car helps tremendously! We brought some of their favorite movies and toys and they did great. We stopped at a rest station and let them run around for a while. They didn't really want to get back into the car, and in the end we used bribes of toys and sweets. It was supposed to only take us 8 hours or so, but with some traffic delays and stopping it was more like 12. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RxwVUTzo_-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/gaJqAbAw07s/s1600-h/IMG_0824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123993914699218914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RxwVUTzo_-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/gaJqAbAw07s/s200/IMG_0824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we finally got to Rochester, we split up and I went off to Canada and Season and the kids made the rounds with friends and family. We hooked back up after a few days and had some fun with our friends Laurie and Mary. We crammed a lot of fun stuff into a short time and boy did we wear them out!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RxwTnjzo_9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/7WN7PNjKLbE/s1600-h/IMG_0828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123992046388445138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RxwTnjzo_9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/7WN7PNjKLbE/s200/IMG_0828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RxwS3jzo_8I/AAAAAAAAAJU/xXd-QNmxb_o/s1600-h/IMG_0828.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RxwSOjzo_7I/AAAAAAAAAJM/EfTXR1MKtF0/s1600-h/IMG_0828.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way to my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; sister's house Will announced he didn't feel well and then proceeded to puke all over himself. Having gone through this before on our beach trip, Season and I were prepared and had him and the car all cleaned in up in no time and we were back on our way. He had (still has) a bit of a cold, so it was hard to say if it was car sickness or something else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had a great time visiting with my family. Lily especially loved playing with her older cousin. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RxwXezzpABI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/SUz5_A7EHD4/s1600-h/IMG_0854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123996294111100946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RxwXezzpABI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/SUz5_A7EHD4/s200/IMG_0854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think the boys would say they liked the cupcakes from Aunt Kathi the best. And, we had a fun time getting some good family pictures of all of us! But, once again the visit was all too short and it was time to hit the road again. We really wanted to stay longer, but we thought it would be better to split up the trip back too. So, we left after dinner and just drove as long as we could stand it. Will did get puke one more time, but after that it was smooth sailing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course there are pictures of everything we did on flickr (use the link below).  I arranged the pics in groups, so be sure to check them all out - like the pumpkin patch, preschool field trip, vacation fun, etc.  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6093321336299677356-3808580480758498375?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/3808580480758498375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=3808580480758498375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/3808580480758498375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/3808580480758498375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/10/trips-take-trip.html' title='The trips take a trip'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RxwPcjzo_6I/AAAAAAAAAJE/EZ5EbDyYat4/s72-c/oct+07+trip+191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-6407724918595853431</id><published>2007-10-07T20:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:00:24.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance class and wee3 antics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rwl5djzo_2I/AAAAAAAAAIk/haN5q9hSqgU/s1600-h/IMG_0258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118756000218283874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rwl5djzo_2I/AAAAAAAAAIk/haN5q9hSqgU/s400/IMG_0258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The kids have been taking dance classes and they really like it. They especially like having ballet and tap shoes. They don't let parents in to watch and I'm dying to see what class is like. It must be just adorable to see all those little 3 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; dancing! They do have a few times when parents get to watch and I can't wait. I'll definitely be video taping that (if they let me I guess -- and if not, I'll still try to sneak it!) They are also going to be in the Nutcracker. They are cast in "Maypole - Act II."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other cute stuff: We've had our first case of faking sick to get out of school. I couldn't believe it. It was Avery and he faked coughing and said, "cough cough...I too sick to go to school....cough cough." Nice try though. I'm in serious trouble with that. I was worst about not wanting to go go school. Karma and all I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also were having some regression with the potty training. We realized the accidents began right around the same time that the reward incentives stopped. So, we instituted a new "poop in the potty and get a balloon" system. The kids just love balloons and will do most anything to get one. So that has really worked. So far anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rwl4nTzo_1I/AAAAAAAAAIc/h2eR_sLtEAY/s1600-h/IMG_0258.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6093321336299677356-6407724918595853431?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/6407724918595853431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=6407724918595853431&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/6407724918595853431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/6407724918595853431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/10/dance-class-and-wee3-antics.html' title='Dance class and wee3 antics'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rwl5djzo_2I/AAAAAAAAAIk/haN5q9hSqgU/s72-c/IMG_0258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-3639749828902895212</id><published>2007-09-07T22:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:00:25.025-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RuILmDdBMHI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DZYIGagqzpw/s1600-h/aug07+summer+shots+240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107657675781517426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RuILmDdBMHI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DZYIGagqzpw/s400/aug07+summer+shots+240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had our first "no accidents at school" day!!! Of course we are still having accidents -- lots of accidents really -- but we were very excited to have all three have an accident free day at school. Will is almost completely potty trained. He rarely has any accidents and sometimes he just runs into the bathroom all on his own. Lily is doing really well too. She doesn't like to go to the potty in public and she has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tendency&lt;/span&gt; to hold it as long as she can. Sometimes we just have to convince her she really needs to go! Avery is a bit more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wishy&lt;/span&gt;-washy. I think its more that he doesn't want to stop whatever he is doing to go. And, it is often hard to get him to come inside to go too. But, he gets really excited and proud of himself when he does do it.   They all do.  They love to get their stickers put on their charts.  When they fill up a card they get a special day out with mom or mommy.  Will and Lily have already gone to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tweetsie&lt;/span&gt; Railroad with Season and Avery is going to get to go on a hike as he is a total nature boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6093321336299677356-3639749828902895212?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/3639749828902895212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=3639749828902895212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/3639749828902895212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/3639749828902895212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/09/potty-training-update.html' title='Potty Training Update'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RuILmDdBMHI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DZYIGagqzpw/s72-c/aug07+summer+shots+240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-3146313492716575153</id><published>2007-09-07T22:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:00:25.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Poppy and Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RuIJxDdBMGI/AAAAAAAAAH0/OmmYlMbQjJM/s1600-h/aug07+summer+shots+199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107655665736822882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RuIJxDdBMGI/AAAAAAAAAH0/OmmYlMbQjJM/s400/aug07+summer+shots+199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Season took the kids to visit Poppy and Grandma and everyone had such a good time. They kept them really busy with trips to the playground, out for ice cream and running around. They also went to a carnival and there was one of those big bouncy houses. Lily and Avery loved it, but Will got scared and Aunt Fleming had to climb in to rescue him. There was also a giant inflated slide. Check out the pics: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/sets/72157601902829526/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/sets/72157601902829526/&lt;/span&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/6093321336299677356-3146313492716575153?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/3146313492716575153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=3146313492716575153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/3146313492716575153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/3146313492716575153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/09/visiting-poppy-and-grandma.html' title='Visiting Poppy and Grandma'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RuIJxDdBMGI/AAAAAAAAAH0/OmmYlMbQjJM/s72-c/aug07+summer+shots+199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-7307858573033723865</id><published>2007-09-07T22:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:00:25.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinder Soccer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RuIH3jdBMEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/1Em7D4HarMs/s1600-h/aug07+summer+shots+202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107653578382716994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RuIH3jdBMEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/1Em7D4HarMs/s400/aug07+summer+shots+202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The kids go to soccer twice a week for 45 minutes. The first day we couldn't really get anyone to participate -- they would rather just run around and pick up rocks. The second time they really loved playing a dribbling game version of "green light - red light" and they got a big kick out of freezing when the coach yelled red light. But, soon after that they were dropping like flies. Avery was the first to quit and Lily followed soon after. Will stuck it out for a while longer, but I don't he was all that happy about it! In the end, I love it because they have the kids run up and down the field a few times which works wonders for bedtime! And, of course I love it because of the great photo opps: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/sets/72157601911559511/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/sets/72157601911559511/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6093321336299677356-7307858573033723865?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/7307858573033723865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=7307858573033723865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/7307858573033723865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/7307858573033723865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/09/kinder-soccer.html' title='Kinder Soccer'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RuIH3jdBMEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/1Em7D4HarMs/s72-c/aug07+summer+shots+202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-4625071368053034438</id><published>2007-09-07T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:00:25.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Riding Bikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RuIIUjdBMFI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ex5uycNILKs/s1600-h/aug07+summer+shots+252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107654076598923346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RuIIUjdBMFI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ex5uycNILKs/s400/aug07+summer+shots+252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone can ride their bike now and they have so much fun. Most of the time they ride around in circles on our patio. Its about 10x12 and the three of them speed around with near misses laughing all the while. It brings to mind those stunt riders you see riding in the giant globe cages at the circus. We live at the end of a remote street and there are really aren't many other houses anywhere nearby. So sometimes we all go to the road and they ride around with a bit more space. I wonder how long it will be before we take the training wheels off! Here are the pics: &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/sets/72157601902771572/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/sets/72157601902771572/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6093321336299677356-4625071368053034438?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/4625071368053034438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=4625071368053034438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/4625071368053034438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/4625071368053034438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/09/riding-bikes.html' title='Riding Bikes'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RuIIUjdBMFI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ex5uycNILKs/s72-c/aug07+summer+shots+252.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-8843815425468386139</id><published>2007-08-11T16:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:00:25.897-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rr4aRhNVWfI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Yef0n5Q4kRU/s1600-h/aug07+summer+shots+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097540716504373746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rr4aRhNVWfI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Yef0n5Q4kRU/s400/aug07+summer+shots+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We are having a fun summer. The kids are so silly they just keep us laughing all day. They all love to dress up and where all kinds of crazy combination of things. We have been working on potty training and it is going pretty well so far. Will is the best at it so far. He just lets us know he has to go and we run to the nearest bathroom. Sometimes he just runs into the bathroom and goes all by himself! Lily also is really good about it. It took her a little while longer to get into the routine, but now she lets us know all the time. Avery doesn't really like the idea too much right now. He'll go if you ask him, but he doesn't seem to realize when he needs to. He drinks so much water that he usually can go anytime you ask him! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Season started a sticker chart to reward the kids when they use the potty. After they fill up their charts they get a fun outing all by themselves. Will and Lily have earned enough stickers to do something fun this weekend, so Season is going to take them each out to Tweetsie Railroad Amusement park nearby. The LOVE Tweetsie...there is an actual real size train that they can ride, plus all the other fun kid rides like boats, planes, etc. Link to more pics: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/sets/72157601377287549/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/sets/72157601377287549/&lt;/span&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/6093321336299677356-8843815425468386139?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/8843815425468386139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=8843815425468386139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/8843815425468386139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/8843815425468386139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/08/silly-summer.html' title='Silly Summer'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rr4aRhNVWfI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Yef0n5Q4kRU/s72-c/aug07+summer+shots+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-6231691346866231002</id><published>2007-08-11T15:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:00:26.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hair Cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097532010605664722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rr4SWxNVWdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/XKXvVayNFZ4/s400/IMG_9628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Avery's hair was just getting out of control. He was starting to resemble Ellen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Degeneres&lt;/span&gt; so much that I was thinking about sending in a photo to her website! But, he would not let me cut it. We tried getting his haircut at the place where his d&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;adaw&lt;/span&gt; gets his cut, but it didn't really go that well. So, we kept putting if off, hoping I guess that it would just magically stop growing or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then, his d&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;adaw&lt;/span&gt; said that he would take Avery with him when he got his haircut on Saturday. Avery really wanted to go on a outing with his d&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;adaw&lt;/span&gt;, but still wasn't buying into the whole haircut thing. I quickly resorted to bribery and offered him the prospect of getting a firetruck he had been coveting for weeks. Bingo!!! He was off in a flash. Later that day he came back with his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dadaw&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;memaw&lt;/span&gt; and proudly showed off his smartly clipped locks. Here is pic of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dadaw&lt;/span&gt; and Avery showing off their new haircuts! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6093321336299677356-6231691346866231002?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/6231691346866231002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=6231691346866231002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/6231691346866231002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/6231691346866231002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/08/hair-cut.html' title='The Hair Cut'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rr4SWxNVWdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/XKXvVayNFZ4/s72-c/IMG_9628.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-2744346378144403355</id><published>2007-08-11T15:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:00:26.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Pre-School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rr4TzRNVWeI/AAAAAAAAAHE/AIo6MKdIC1o/s1600-h/aug07+summer+shots+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097533599743564258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rr4TzRNVWeI/AAAAAAAAAHE/AIo6MKdIC1o/s400/aug07+summer+shots+153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The kids were so excited to get their own backpacks (or packpacks as they say.) And, they were also very excited about going to school. We all got up and had breakfast together and then everyone brushed their teeth, got dressed, put on their shoes and combed their hair (with a teenie bit of help from us) and we were ready. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They had a great first day and no one cried at all. In fact, it was a very special day because each kid went to the potty and did not have any accidents. We were very proud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They will go to school half days, 8:30 - 12:00, mon, wed and fri. They eat lunch at school too, so they each got to get a new lunch box too.  Of courese, there are plenty of pics on flickr:   &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/sets/72157601370936332/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/sets/72157601370936332/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6093321336299677356-2744346378144403355?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/2744346378144403355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=2744346378144403355&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/2744346378144403355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/2744346378144403355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-day-of-pre-school.html' title='First Day of Pre-School'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rr4TzRNVWeI/AAAAAAAAAHE/AIo6MKdIC1o/s72-c/aug07+summer+shots+153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-3385074883006056994</id><published>2007-07-15T19:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:00:26.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun shots on flikr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RpqpxfHO7FI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fRxM80k8KvI/s1600-h/IMG_8865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087565396698917970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RpqpxfHO7FI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fRxM80k8KvI/s400/IMG_8865.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I've posted some great shots that Season got the other day while the kids were playing outside.  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/sets/72157600841764129/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/sets/72157600841764129/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6093321336299677356-3385074883006056994?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/3385074883006056994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=3385074883006056994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/3385074883006056994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/3385074883006056994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/07/fun-shots-on-flikr.html' title='Fun shots on flikr'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RpqpxfHO7FI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fRxM80k8KvI/s72-c/IMG_8865.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-6214335326184844015</id><published>2007-07-15T19:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:00:27.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Camp Crafts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rpqn0fHO7BI/AAAAAAAAAGU/YoOb7jWoEzU/s1600-h/IMG_8801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087563249215269906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rpqn0fHO7BI/AAAAAAAAAGU/YoOb7jWoEzU/s400/IMG_8801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Each day the kids came home with something they made that day at camp. They made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tambourines and &lt;/span&gt;drums and even came home with kazoos and recorders. Those were a bit loud, thank you very much! Cute stuff though and kids were so proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087564194108075074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RpqorfHO7EI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Nt5PianSZ30/s200/IMG_8796.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rpqod_HO7DI/AAAAAAAAAGk/oN-uRKJSjSU/s1600-h/IMG_8796.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6093321336299677356-6214335326184844015?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/6214335326184844015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=6214335326184844015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/6214335326184844015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/6214335326184844015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/07/music-camp-crafts.html' title='Music Camp Crafts'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rpqn0fHO7BI/AAAAAAAAAGU/YoOb7jWoEzU/s72-c/IMG_8801.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-3650030925868209848</id><published>2007-07-15T18:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:00:27.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Mornings (for us anyway!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, let me tell you it was quite an adjustment actually having to be somewhere each morning by a certain time. Here are some cute shots of the kids first thing in the morning. The class didn't start until 9 am, but it might as well have been 6 am to us! We have had it quite leisurely as far as the kids sleep habits go. They generally do not get out of bed until 8 or 8:30. So having to wake them up and get breakfast, etc was an adventure in timing and patience. Also, we have really been working on potty training this week, so everyone had to use the potty before they left. As an aside on that topic, Season read that one way to approach potty training multiples was to start with the same routine each morning, and then let them go back to diapers for the afternoon and evening. They are all at different levels so its kinda of hard to coordinate everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rpqlv_HO66I/AAAAAAAAAFc/kOAH0pCIcUQ/s1600-h/IMG_8763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087560972882602914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rpqlv_HO66I/AAAAAAAAAFc/kOAH0pCIcUQ/s200/IMG_8763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rpql0_HO67I/AAAAAAAAAFk/U0gbOhufwTk/s1600-h/IMG_8765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087561058781948850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rpql0_HO67I/AAAAAAAAAFk/U0gbOhufwTk/s200/IMG_8765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rpql9vHO68I/AAAAAAAAAFs/8PR65ADoCLo/s1600-h/IMG_8764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087561209105804226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rpql9vHO68I/AAAAAAAAAFs/8PR65ADoCLo/s200/IMG_8764.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RpqlffHO65I/AAAAAAAAAFU/JPX0lm707NM/s1600-h/IMG_8765.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/6093321336299677356-3650030925868209848?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/3650030925868209848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=3650030925868209848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/3650030925868209848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/3650030925868209848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/07/well-let-me-tell-you-it-was-quite.html' title='Early Mornings (for us anyway!)'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rpqlv_HO66I/AAAAAAAAAFc/kOAH0pCIcUQ/s72-c/IMG_8763.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-7444934810103195349</id><published>2007-07-15T18:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:00:28.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-School Music Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RpqnJ_HO6-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/zUI-K0Ewjug/s1600-h/IMG_8781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087562519070829538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RpqnJ_HO6-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/zUI-K0Ewjug/s200/IMG_8781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RpqmVPHO69I/AAAAAAAAAF0/Ao5Yes8w1ls/s1600-h/IMG_8783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087561612832730066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RpqmVPHO69I/AAAAAAAAAF0/Ao5Yes8w1ls/s200/IMG_8783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The kids went to a music camp this past week. It was held at the same place they will be going to preschool. They really liked it. I thought that it might be hard to leave them there...but they didn't care at all. The teacher pointed out that is probably because they were all there together, so they didn't feel like they were left alone anywhere. In fact, on the last day when I picked them up, I couldn't get them to leave! We were the last ones out and their teacher, "Miss Paula", had to tell them to mosey on! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RpqnSPHO6_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/tqkMTmySWKA/s1600-h/IMG_8780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087562660804750322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RpqnSPHO6_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/tqkMTmySWKA/s200/IMG_8780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6093321336299677356-7444934810103195349?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/7444934810103195349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=7444934810103195349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/7444934810103195349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/7444934810103195349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/07/pre-school-music-camp.html' title='Pre-School Music Camp'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RpqnJ_HO6-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/zUI-K0Ewjug/s72-c/IMG_8781.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-6133164492935495443</id><published>2007-07-08T14:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T14:44:44.774-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The trips went to their first dance lesson fri afternoon. We signed them up for a summer session 1 day a week for the month of July. They were the only kids in the class for this first session. Turns out they won't do as much if I'm around. They kept running back to me and not listening to the teacher. I tried to leave the classroom, but then the boys kept leaving the room. So, although they prefer not to have parents in the classroom during the class, Season and I ended up trying to sit quietly on the sideline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily really took to the class and had a great time. She did everything the teacher told her to do with a big smile on her face. Will seemed to take it or leave it. He was interested in some parts but wouldn't always do what the teacher wanted. I think he had fun though. Avery didn't really do well. He spent 1/3 of the time on my lap, 1/3 of the time trying to touch stuff he wasn't supposed to and finally a 1/3 participating in the class. I say "participating" because he mostly just wanted to run around. Could be that it was because I was there...so we will see how it goes next week when I'm not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids also start music camp next week, which is a program that runs 8-12 mon-fri for one week. It is being held where they will be starting pre-school in August, so it will be a nice introduction to their new teacher and the whole concept of going to school. We signed them up for mon, wed and fri mornings and I think it is going to be really good for them and Season. She really could use a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, to top off the summer activities, the kids also start swimming lessons. They go every night for 45 minutes for 2 weeks. We are pretty excited about that too because its something we can all do together. Lily is the big swimmer of the bunch and I wouldn't be surprised if she does her first solo swim this summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6093321336299677356-6133164492935495443?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/6133164492935495443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=6133164492935495443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/6133164492935495443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/6133164492935495443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/07/dance-lessons.html' title='Dance Lessons'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-1596476846474290167</id><published>2007-07-06T10:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T10:50:38.858-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wee three sing for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm playing around with the video part of blogging now.   I had the video camera out and the kids started singing so I put together a quick little video.  See what you think.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f15TUAXmL5k"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f15TUAXmL5k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6093321336299677356-1596476846474290167?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/1596476846474290167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=1596476846474290167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/1596476846474290167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/1596476846474290167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/07/wee-three-sing-for-you.html' title='wee three sing for you'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-7167801219262656598</id><published>2007-07-05T12:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:00:28.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Avery's Stitches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Ro0kHZbz5VI/AAAAAAAAAE8/UKSjv5dR3bM/s1600-h/IMG_8704+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083759263876375890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Ro0kHZbz5VI/AAAAAAAAAE8/UKSjv5dR3bM/s320/IMG_8704+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Avery got his stitches out and his cut is healing really well. He has a Y shaped scar and we have been putting some scar serum on it to try to minimize it.  You are supposed to put it on 3 times a day - and most days we get it on at least twice.  Its not that bad, and he is so young, I'm hoping it will be barely noticeable when he is older.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6093321336299677356-7167801219262656598?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/7167801219262656598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=7167801219262656598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/7167801219262656598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/7167801219262656598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/07/update-on-averys-stitches.html' title='Update on Avery&apos;s Stitches'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Ro0kHZbz5VI/AAAAAAAAAE8/UKSjv5dR3bM/s72-c/IMG_8704+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-8832143120427134039</id><published>2007-07-05T12:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:00:28.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Outside</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Ro0iopbz5UI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nZUfHe7VbH8/s1600-h/IMG_7777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083757636083770690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Ro0iopbz5UI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nZUfHe7VbH8/s200/IMG_7777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We got the kids a little pool and sprinkler for the backyard. As you can see, they really like to run around and splash in the water. We also just signed them up for swimming lessons in the town pool. It will be their second session of swim lessons because they also went last year at the pool at the local YMCA. They all love the water -- Lily especially. She likes to have you hold her on her stomach and help her swim all over the pool. The boys really like to jump in the water from the side. Anyway, here are the pics:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/sets/72157600664198693/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/sets/72157600664198693/&lt;/span&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/6093321336299677356-8832143120427134039?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/8832143120427134039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=8832143120427134039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/8832143120427134039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/8832143120427134039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/07/playing-outside.html' title='Playing Outside'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Ro0iopbz5UI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nZUfHe7VbH8/s72-c/IMG_7777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-9172202490410289784</id><published>2007-07-05T11:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:00:28.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Ro0gAJbz5TI/AAAAAAAAAEs/dzxH1WIYTlY/s1600-h/IMG_7392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083754741275813170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Ro0gAJbz5TI/AAAAAAAAAEs/dzxH1WIYTlY/s400/IMG_7392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This post is a bit late in coming, but we got such cute pics on mother's day that I wanted to make sure everyone could see them. I have been trying and trying to get a pic of the trips together - something that has been really hard to do ever since they learned how to walk! So I have been chasing them around with a camera hoping that the three of them will stand or play near each other and look my way. It never happens. It never even occurred to me to just ask them to pose for me. On mother's day I was so desperate to get a group pic because they were all dressed up and cute that I finally blurted out, "will you all pose together for mommy?" They just looked at me and said, "okay!" I was thrilled and took about 100 pics in 5 minutes! Anyway, I have a whole bunch more posted here too: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/sets/72157600663353977/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/sets/72157600663353977/&lt;/span&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/6093321336299677356-9172202490410289784?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/9172202490410289784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=9172202490410289784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/9172202490410289784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/9172202490410289784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/07/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Ro0gAJbz5TI/AAAAAAAAAEs/dzxH1WIYTlY/s72-c/IMG_7392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-6897402560079046640</id><published>2007-07-04T23:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:00:29.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation at Rodanthe Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Season's Dad and Gail, invited us to their vacation beach house in Rodanthe Beach, NC and we all had a spectacular time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Ro0T45bz5SI/AAAAAAAAAEk/BIueXkrJWBk/s1600-h/IMG_8365+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083741422582228258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Ro0T45bz5SI/AAAAAAAAAEk/BIueXkrJWBk/s200/IMG_8365+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Ro0TTpbz5QI/AAAAAAAAAEU/V5f-xvIlWI0/s1600-h/IMG_8233+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083740782632101122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Ro0TTpbz5QI/AAAAAAAAAEU/V5f-xvIlWI0/s200/IMG_8233+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Ro0QNZbz5JI/AAAAAAAAADc/-TN6fW-cPb8/s1600-h/IMG_8382+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083737376723035282" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Ro0QNZbz5JI/AAAAAAAAADc/-TN6fW-cPb8/s200/IMG_8382+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We took a ton of pics and you can see them all he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Ro0RZJbz5MI/AAAAAAAAAD0/sd9_ggh3dp8/s1600-h/IMG_8284+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;re:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6093321336299677356-6897402560079046640?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/6897402560079046640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=6897402560079046640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/6897402560079046640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/6897402560079046640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/07/vacation-at-rodanthe-beach_04.html' title='Vacation at Rodanthe Beach'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Ro0T45bz5SI/AAAAAAAAAEk/BIueXkrJWBk/s72-c/IMG_8365+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-3518064496806257062</id><published>2007-07-04T16:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:00:29.954-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bikes'/><title type='text'>First 2 Wheelers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RowBQ5bz4zI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ct386YWs5DY/s1600-h/IMG_8720+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083439469201449778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RowBQ5bz4zI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ct386YWs5DY/s320/IMG_8720+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We got the kids bikes for their 3rd birthday. They are super cool and the kids look so cute all decked out in the various safety pads covering 85% of their bodies. the helmets make them look like giant walnut heads. Lily is the biking star so far. she climbed right on and almost immediately took to pedaling. The boys on the other hand prefer to sit proudly on their bikes while one of us many minions push &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RowBb5bz40I/AAAAAAAAAA0/j5-SdZHJVnk/s1600-h/IMG_8721_2+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083439658180010818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RowBb5bz40I/AAAAAAAAAA0/j5-SdZHJVnk/s320/IMG_8721_2+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;them around - feet never actual touching a pedal. They will do a bit of steering, but prefer to have that done for them as well : ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=800,height=1200,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://weethree.typepad.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/2007/07/04/img_8726_2_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well...maybe I'm being a bit too harsh on the boys...Lily is a hard act to follow when it comes to athletics. she is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=682,height=1024,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://weethree.typepad.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/2007/07/03/will_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;natural athlete. She even fell down twice and skinned her knees - and although she w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=800,height=1200,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://weethree.typepad.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/2007/07/04/img_8726_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;as crying a bit - she got right back on the bike and kept riding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RowBkpbz41I/AAAAAAAAAA8/AWeU8L9WjoE/s1600-h/IMG_8726+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083439808503866194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RowBkpbz41I/AAAAAAAAAA8/AWeU8L9WjoE/s320/IMG_8726+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6093321336299677356-3518064496806257062?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/3518064496806257062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=3518064496806257062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/3518064496806257062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/3518064496806257062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/07/first-bikes.html' title='First 2 Wheelers!'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RowBQ5bz4zI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ct386YWs5DY/s72-c/IMG_8720+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-6740751788454064276</id><published>2007-07-04T15:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:00:30.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Avery Gets Stitches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rov8v5bz4xI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QFmwxFEHdyk/s1600-h/IMG_8563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083434504219255570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="213" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rov8v5bz4xI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QFmwxFEHdyk/s400/IMG_8563.jpg" width="332" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Avery gaves us a huge scare a few weeks ago. He was running in the hallway and fell on a toy and cut his head open. We rushed him to the hospital and he got stitches. It was all terribly awful and tramatic for all of us. he had a bad reaction to the stuff they gave him to calm him so instead of being calm he was like a beligerent drunk. But, he got the stitches out 5 days later and we are working on minimizing the scar. He talks about it sometimes, but i don't think he remembers much of it.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rowdipbz5II/AAAAAAAAADU/9BrtG0Ng3Ss/s1600-h/IMG_8565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083470560469705858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rowdipbz5II/AAAAAAAAADU/9BrtG0Ng3Ss/s320/IMG_8565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rov835bz4yI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1QkLjxh2c6k/s1600-h/IMG_8565.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/6093321336299677356-6740751788454064276?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/6740751788454064276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=6740751788454064276&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/6740751788454064276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/6740751788454064276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/07/avery-gets-stitches.html' title='Avery Gets Stitches'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/Rov8v5bz4xI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QFmwxFEHdyk/s72-c/IMG_8563.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093321336299677356.post-8165315477351813059</id><published>2007-07-04T09:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:00:30.840-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday party'/><title type='text'>Wee Three turn 3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RowchZbz5HI/AAAAAAAAADM/gc0tHJcnynY/s1600-h/IMG_7687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083469439483241586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RowchZbz5HI/AAAAAAAAADM/gc0tHJcnynY/s320/IMG_7687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RowbKJbz5FI/AAAAAAAAAC8/zGyXH1HCO44/s1600-h/IMG_7591+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083467940539655250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RowbKJbz5FI/AAAAAAAAAC8/zGyXH1HCO44/s200/IMG_7591+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had a small party in our backyard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RowVrJbz43I/AAAAAAAAABM/ThII8cupFS0/s1600-h/IMG_7603.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to celebrate the kids' birthday. Everyone had a great time running around and chasing balls and bubbles and playing with all the new toys. There was tons of cake and ice cream, or course and the kids ate and ate and then had some more. I think they couldn't believe their good fortune!  You can see all the pics:  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/sets/72157600664603322/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/weethree/sets/72157600664603322/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RowZmZbz4_I/AAAAAAAAACM/L7ZnXgrujj4/s1600-h/IMG_7603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083466226847704050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RowZmZbz4_I/AAAAAAAAACM/L7ZnXgrujj4/s200/IMG_7603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RowZyJbz5AI/AAAAAAAAACU/2clve6OxmQo/s1600-h/IMG_7693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083466428711166978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RowZyJbz5AI/AAAAAAAAACU/2clve6OxmQo/s200/IMG_7693.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RowZ8Zbz5BI/AAAAAAAAACc/S3KXk4w4Ovo/s1600-h/IMG_7591+2.jpg"&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/6093321336299677356-8165315477351813059?l=theweethree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/feeds/8165315477351813059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6093321336299677356&amp;postID=8165315477351813059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/8165315477351813059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6093321336299677356/posts/default/8165315477351813059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theweethree.blogspot.com/2007/07/wee-three.html' title='Wee Three turn 3!'/><author><name>Tamara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474945800568185156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1085875160_fb305e9887_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQfgvp9WI9A/RowchZbz5HI/AAAAAAAAADM/gc0tHJcnynY/s72-c/IMG_7687.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
