<?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-3091193944540522681</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:54:50.168-07:00</updated><category term='Stephanie&apos;s wedding'/><category term='`'/><title type='text'>the Lindseys</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sundae and Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05066978912217879007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SErDtB4oC4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/QesdeZ2W7Ek/S220/Picture+013.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091193944540522681.post-8918305513980350467</id><published>2008-11-08T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T17:08:09.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>It's that time again. The holidays are nearing and I'd like to get a family picture taken at least once a year. Gage is changing so much its hard to keep up! I realize I just made it sound like he is eleven years old... Well I went into this believing that Gage would be perfectly fine and we'd be able to get a few shots of him looking handsome, little did I know I was completely underestimating him. The very first picture was the ONLY picture he sat for, thank Heaven I didn't look constipated, double-chinned, or wasn't doing my notorious "scary eyes" in it. The following are the results of the photo shoot, preceded by past family photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SRYGNlUKUlI/AAAAAAAAAGk/IOOrJzZU8s4/s1600-h/April+2007.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266403644681114194" style="WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SRYGNlUKUlI/AAAAAAAAAGk/IOOrJzZU8s4/s320/April+2007.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our very first, Gage was 3 months old. And I look 3 months pregnant...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SRYHEg2hV0I/AAAAAAAAAGs/FEBAJW1EjqY/s1600-h/may+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266404588375856962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SRYHEg2hV0I/AAAAAAAAAGs/FEBAJW1EjqY/s320/may+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gage was 4 months old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SRYTLllzPtI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ER1n8Q3Iz8A/s1600-h/014_11A.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266417904046522066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SRYTLllzPtI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ER1n8Q3Iz8A/s320/014_11A.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SRYT4r8aIJI/AAAAAAAAAHE/DUlH5g4aR60/s1600-h/019_06A.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266418678846070930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SRYT4r8aIJI/AAAAAAAAAHE/DUlH5g4aR60/s320/019_06A.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gage was 11 months old in these pictures that Cara took for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SRYIkd0W4gI/AAAAAAAAAG0/7U8-ZPMsp_Q/s1600-h/untitled6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266406236828918274" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SRYIkd0W4gI/AAAAAAAAAG0/7U8-ZPMsp_Q/s320/untitled6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here is the latest picture, Gage is 21 months old (almost 2). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SRYWQGyPNHI/AAAAAAAAAHc/k4JR7w-EmTk/s1600-h/ed15a059-a2e9-11dd-a8ce-0015171a74e8w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266421280211416178" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SRYWQGyPNHI/AAAAAAAAAHc/k4JR7w-EmTk/s320/ed15a059-a2e9-11dd-a8ce-0015171a74e8w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He actually sat for 2 whole pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SRYUu_HrkoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/2VBcCgjTzrU/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266419611706561154" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SRYUu_HrkoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/2VBcCgjTzrU/s320/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3091193944540522681-8918305513980350467?l=sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/8918305513980350467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091193944540522681&amp;postID=8918305513980350467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/8918305513980350467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/8918305513980350467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/2008/11/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Sundae and Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05066978912217879007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SErDtB4oC4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/QesdeZ2W7Ek/S220/Picture+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SRYGNlUKUlI/AAAAAAAAAGk/IOOrJzZU8s4/s72-c/April+2007.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091193944540522681.post-8562157477037411171</id><published>2008-11-03T14:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T14:08:24.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Folder, 4th Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SQ91KbY3CXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/wnhfi3dFEdw/s1600-h/dscn0167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264555311430568306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SQ91KbY3CXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/wnhfi3dFEdw/s320/dscn0167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This is my Dad and I hangin out after Gage's 1st birthday party last January.  Shortly after this my Dad scared the crap out of Gage when he put him on his motorcycle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea, Katy... I'd like you to be next to do this post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091193944540522681-8562157477037411171?l=sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/8562157477037411171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091193944540522681&amp;postID=8562157477037411171' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/8562157477037411171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/8562157477037411171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/2008/11/4th-folder-4th-picture.html' title='4th Folder, 4th Picture'/><author><name>Sundae and Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05066978912217879007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SErDtB4oC4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/QesdeZ2W7Ek/S220/Picture+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SQ91KbY3CXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/wnhfi3dFEdw/s72-c/dscn0167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091193944540522681.post-8219269295045100071</id><published>2008-10-12T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T18:46:40.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Husband is Not a Pansy</title><content type='html'>Is it just me, or was the weather nice for just 1 day- and then turned cold? I mostly noticed last night when I suddenly found myself wearing a sweatshirt, and realized that a jacket was actually more necessary... So last night I went to the haunted houses at Fiesta Mall with some friends. And the reason I say "I" instead of "we", is because that might allude you to believe that my husband and I went together which was in fact, not the case. 3 years ago I loved to be scared, see scary movies, attend haunted houses and anything of the like. Then Aaron came into my life and before I knew it all of that was nixed. Any mere suggestion at something scary was immediately shot down, claiming, "Being in suspense is not my idea of a good time."&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, I was the 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; wheel. Ha ha! There were 6 couples and then Sundae. It was fun and I didn't feel awkward at all. I guess I screamed enough, but definitely have been to scarier haunted houses. Pretty much when I could tell it was a little kid covered in blood and shooting an overly fake gun, it stole a little scariness... Afterwards I hadn't had my fill yet, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; went to see that new movie Quarantine. Um, let me tell you that it was so f-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; scary!! My throat hurt after one particular scene, Keara said her hand went numb from my squeezing it, and I'm pretty sure I wet my pants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091193944540522681-8219269295045100071?l=sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/8219269295045100071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091193944540522681&amp;postID=8219269295045100071' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/8219269295045100071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/8219269295045100071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-husband-is-not-pansy.html' title='My Husband is Not a Pansy'/><author><name>Sundae and Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05066978912217879007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SErDtB4oC4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/QesdeZ2W7Ek/S220/Picture+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091193944540522681.post-4529811155151011134</id><published>2008-09-19T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:32:20.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='`'/><title type='text'>Opposite of Summertime Blues</title><content type='html'>Yes I know everyone hears the word "summer" and groans, but this is the first summer that I got to have fun with Gage and I'm kinda sad to see it go... not that it is really going anywhere anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gage's favorite things this summer (These things are actually not limited to summer):&lt;br /&gt;1. "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;-ma" (Grandma)&lt;br /&gt;2. Swimming&lt;br /&gt;3. Shoes. We play the shoes on/shoes off game. All day. Every day.&lt;br /&gt;4. Puzzles&lt;br /&gt;5. Fruit snacks&lt;br /&gt;6. Zach and/or Michelle (sorry other friends, you need to come around more...)&lt;br /&gt;7. Music. Daddy claims his favorite is Protest the Hero&lt;br /&gt;8. Chocolate (this is a freak phenomenon. he did not get this from anybody.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SNQH6cixpYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/D-WilPIKz6U/s1600-h/dscn0630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247828166469330306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SNQH6cixpYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/D-WilPIKz6U/s320/dscn0630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch out michael phelps!&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/3091193944540522681-4529811155151011134?l=sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/4529811155151011134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091193944540522681&amp;postID=4529811155151011134' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/4529811155151011134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/4529811155151011134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/2008/09/opposite-of-summertime-blues.html' title='Opposite of Summertime Blues'/><author><name>Sundae and Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05066978912217879007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SErDtB4oC4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/QesdeZ2W7Ek/S220/Picture+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SNQH6cixpYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/D-WilPIKz6U/s72-c/dscn0630.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091193944540522681.post-2731668503001814077</id><published>2008-09-17T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T12:24:00.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Outlaw Gage</title><content type='html'>Most of you know I work mornings at Mountainside Fitness and Gage gets to play in Childcare for a couple hours during my shift-- except for the next 2 weeks because he was suspended!!  My 1 and 1/2 year old angel was suspended for throwing toys at other kids' heads!  Over the last month he had been written up twice, and a 3rd time is suspension. &lt;br /&gt;I was really blown away when they told me cuz I just didn't think it could be real for 2 reasons:  #1)Why is my Baby Gage throwing toys like he's trying out for the minor league?  He is not allowed to throw!  #2) He's not 5 years old!  Are they seriously &lt;em&gt;suspending&lt;/em&gt; him??&lt;br /&gt;The best part is they told me that they had tried to talk to him about it-- and he didn't understand!!  Well that's just crazy cuz him and I have heart to heart discussions every frickin day!!  C'mon, really people?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I sure hope his record is expunged in the next couple years because I'd really like to get him into a good preschool.  I can't have him running around with this type of black mark on him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091193944540522681-2731668503001814077?l=sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/2731668503001814077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091193944540522681&amp;postID=2731668503001814077' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/2731668503001814077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/2731668503001814077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/2008/09/outlaw-gage.html' title='Outlaw Gage'/><author><name>Sundae and Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05066978912217879007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SErDtB4oC4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/QesdeZ2W7Ek/S220/Picture+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091193944540522681.post-3618190733292552024</id><published>2008-08-03T13:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:36:23.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Katy</title><content type='html'>How To Play This Game of Tag: Post these rules on your blog List:3 joys, 3 fears, 3 goals, 3 current obsessions/collections, 3 random surprising facts about yourself. Tag 5 people at the end of your post by leaving their names. Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Joys:&lt;br /&gt;-Being with family and friends&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate chip cookie dough (who am I kidding, pretty much anything sweet)&lt;br /&gt;-Vacations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Fears:&lt;br /&gt;-Being in a plane crash&lt;br /&gt;-Boogey man&lt;br /&gt;-Losing a loved one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Goals:&lt;br /&gt;-Eat healthier&lt;br /&gt;-Retire by age 25 :)&lt;br /&gt;-Be a better Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Current Obsessions/Collections:&lt;br /&gt;-Twilight series, duh&lt;br /&gt;-Prison Break&lt;br /&gt;-Gage's cheeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Random Surprising Facts About Me:&lt;br /&gt;-I've jumped out of a moving, burning vehicle&lt;br /&gt;-I've never read Harry Potter (I know, I know...)&lt;br /&gt;-My taste buds reject peas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag: LeDawn, Chelsea, and ....?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091193944540522681-3618190733292552024?l=sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/3618190733292552024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091193944540522681&amp;postID=3618190733292552024' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/3618190733292552024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/3618190733292552024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/2008/08/tagged-by-katy.html' title='Tagged by Katy'/><author><name>Sundae and Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05066978912217879007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SErDtB4oC4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/QesdeZ2W7Ek/S220/Picture+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091193944540522681.post-1695887622209708812</id><published>2008-08-03T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T13:54:35.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Boy Gage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want everyone to know what a lovable weirdo my child is... In the following pics he has snatched Daddy's boxers from the drawer and brought them to me, demanding that I help him put them on.  He proceeded to proudly parade about the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SJYYNzrcbPI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OOtCcckTyho/s1600-h/dscn0605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230394642727202034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SJYYNzrcbPI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OOtCcckTyho/s320/dscn0605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SJYYeE_OXPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/lbQjjP5QgJc/s1600-h/dscn0606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230394922251476210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SJYYeE_OXPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/lbQjjP5QgJc/s320/dscn0606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SJYYqumSrRI/AAAAAAAAAFA/RljzwnDMGso/s1600-h/dscn0604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230395139579620626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SJYYqumSrRI/AAAAAAAAAFA/RljzwnDMGso/s320/dscn0604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told him to say "cheese" and he did!!&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/3091193944540522681-1695887622209708812?l=sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/1695887622209708812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091193944540522681&amp;postID=1695887622209708812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/1695887622209708812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/1695887622209708812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/2008/08/big-boy-gage.html' title='Big Boy Gage'/><author><name>Sundae and Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05066978912217879007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SErDtB4oC4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/QesdeZ2W7Ek/S220/Picture+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SJYYNzrcbPI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OOtCcckTyho/s72-c/dscn0605.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091193944540522681.post-8529420991632557694</id><published>2008-07-20T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T12:30:29.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephanie&apos;s wedding'/><title type='text'>Stephanie the Bridezilla</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SIy5_2UO3fI/AAAAAAAAADg/Pvdmhq5QOJs/s1600-h/melting+pot.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227757774033575410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SIy5_2UO3fI/AAAAAAAAADg/Pvdmhq5QOJs/s320/melting+pot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; A couple weeks ago I went to North Carolina with a couple other bridesmaids for Stephanie's wedding--it was so fun!! I mean the no child, sleep as late as I want, take extra long showers part!! I love you, Gage, but I'm not gonna lie... It has been so long since I had just hung out with girls, and I forgot how fun it could be. Besides the bridal shower and bachelorette party we didn't do a whole lot besides eat a hoards of food, and it seemed like we spent a lot of time getting ready. And holy crap, I ate a lot of food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SIy9DZLs9EI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lZkuIPQw7g8/s1600-h/bachelorette+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227761133467530306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SIy9DZLs9EI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lZkuIPQw7g8/s320/bachelorette+party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everyone had prepared me for how humid it was going to be in N.C., but even so I was NOT prepared for the 2000% humidity which occurred the day of the wedding... We started planning an "accidental" fall into the pool- which never happened because during dinner the groom's grandfather jumped in and stole our idea!!! OK, well he didn't jump, it was mostly a fall, and it wasn't on purpose, and to this day I can't really laugh as I replay it in my head... Grandpa is fine, don't worry!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SIy7Z4G0n6I/AAAAAAAAAEA/I1rofuhlYtc/s1600-h/the+couple+and+horses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227759320702427042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SIy7Z4G0n6I/AAAAAAAAAEA/I1rofuhlYtc/s320/the+couple+and+horses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the happy couple and horses...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SIy7Q8--O0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/X7TyIRj4R4M/s1600-h/tossing+bouquet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227759167392856898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SIy7Q8--O0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/X7TyIRj4R4M/s320/tossing+bouquet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SIy6kr0aHZI/AAAAAAAAADw/Ry9pdDC9-GU/s1600-h/catching+bouquet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227758406870900114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SIy6kr0aHZI/AAAAAAAAADw/Ry9pdDC9-GU/s320/catching+bouquet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bouquet toss, everyone's favorite... Sascha won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SIy7gP4b5zI/AAAAAAAAAEI/0M7vzSqgYps/s1600-h/aahhhh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227759430163752754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SIy7gP4b5zI/AAAAAAAAAEI/0M7vzSqgYps/s320/aahhhh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's our turn, move over Gramps and Sascha!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, our hair is about to be ruined... ;( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After stuffing our faces full of yummy dinner and cake and sending the newlyweds off, we went back to the Bodhaines to- you guessed it- eat some more!!! Thus ending a beautiful week of laughter and tears... just kidding that was quite cheesy. But seriously, weddings of close friends are always somewhat bittersweet to me because it's such a huge change and nothing will be the same again. Like the saying, "you're not losing a daughter, you're gaining a son!", I'm not losing a friend, I'm gaining a... friend's husband...? I'm not sure that saying is going to catch on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091193944540522681-8529420991632557694?l=sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/8529420991632557694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091193944540522681&amp;postID=8529420991632557694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/8529420991632557694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/8529420991632557694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/2008/07/stephanie-bridezilla.html' title='Stephanie the Bridezilla'/><author><name>Sundae and Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05066978912217879007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SErDtB4oC4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/QesdeZ2W7Ek/S220/Picture+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SIy5_2UO3fI/AAAAAAAAADg/Pvdmhq5QOJs/s72-c/melting+pot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091193944540522681.post-361077468122645637</id><published>2008-06-16T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:00:11.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SFc2qcid2MI/AAAAAAAAACw/eAQjswBrOW8/s1600-h/Picture+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212695196547799234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SFc2qcid2MI/AAAAAAAAACw/eAQjswBrOW8/s320/Picture+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SFc2jx2SVvI/AAAAAAAAACo/QlS_azHqwZ8/s1600-h/Picture+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212695082008991474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SFc2jx2SVvI/AAAAAAAAACo/QlS_azHqwZ8/s320/Picture+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SFc2dO9OTbI/AAAAAAAAACg/O6cwYu3Ih1M/s1600-h/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212694969563631026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SFc2dO9OTbI/AAAAAAAAACg/O6cwYu3Ih1M/s320/Picture+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SFc2Vxezx-I/AAAAAAAAACY/jw_KtOK7iGA/s1600-h/Picture+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212694841392351202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SFc2Vxezx-I/AAAAAAAAACY/jw_KtOK7iGA/s320/Picture+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has now been over a month since we went to San Diego, but I'm just getting around to uploading the pictures... We had such an awesome time, we stayed right on the beach in the &lt;a href="http://www.beachcottages.com/"&gt;Beach Cottages&lt;/a&gt; and I will NEVER stay anywhere else again!! Gage loved running into the water but he would freeze as soon as it touched him. That's because it was pretty freakin' cold, and I could only get my feet wet as well. Ha ha ha! I just had a mental picture of Aaron running and diving into the water on the last day so he could think to himself that he is NOT a wuss. Pretty sure he died for a quick second... The whole weekend was, however, the perfect weather aside from the water. We are going to make it a tradition to go every year right before the prices peak. The only thing that sucked was driving home, there &lt;em&gt;has&lt;/em&gt; to be a better way! It's so boring between Yuma and Mesa, and who lives in Gila Bend??! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091193944540522681-361077468122645637?l=sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/361077468122645637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091193944540522681&amp;postID=361077468122645637' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/361077468122645637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/361077468122645637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-has-now-been-over-month-since-we.html' title='San Diego'/><author><name>Sundae and Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05066978912217879007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SErDtB4oC4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/QesdeZ2W7Ek/S220/Picture+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SFc2qcid2MI/AAAAAAAAACw/eAQjswBrOW8/s72-c/Picture+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091193944540522681.post-3841752068017817954</id><published>2008-06-05T11:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:20:22.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening Ears</title><content type='html'>My first official blog will be dedicated to what occurred in my home only moments ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundae: "Hooby," (I have his attention) "listen to what happened on Wednesday night..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Aaron has already lost focus and turned his head back to the t.v.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundae: "Ahem! Are you listening to me?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He slowly turns his head towards me, eyes still fixed on the Goonies on t.v.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundae: "I know you're not paying attention to me if you're looking at the t.v."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No response)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundae: "Nevermind." (I am irritated)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later... and coincidentally a commercial...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron: "Are you mad about something?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundae: "Oh, it's nothing!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the end of the dialogue. He does not press why I'm irritated, nor does he ask what it was that I was trying to tell him in the first place. If I never spoke again, I'm not sure he would notice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091193944540522681-3841752068017817954?l=sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/3841752068017817954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091193944540522681&amp;postID=3841752068017817954' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/3841752068017817954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/3841752068017817954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/2008/06/listening-ears.html' title='Listening Ears'/><author><name>Sundae and Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05066978912217879007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SErDtB4oC4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/QesdeZ2W7Ek/S220/Picture+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091193944540522681.post-4964811459002711964</id><published>2008-06-05T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T11:56:04.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is only a test</title><content type='html'>TESTING, 1-2-3, TESTING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091193944540522681-4964811459002711964?l=sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/4964811459002711964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091193944540522681&amp;postID=4964811459002711964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/4964811459002711964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091193944540522681/posts/default/4964811459002711964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sundaeandaaron.blogspot.com/2008/06/testing-1-2-3-testing.html' title='This is only a test'/><author><name>Sundae and Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05066978912217879007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6DIzdqCq800/SErDtB4oC4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/QesdeZ2W7Ek/S220/Picture+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
