<?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-32079834</id><updated>2011-12-02T09:44:06.732-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Smith Dance Party</title><subtitle type='html'>Dancing through life with three little Smith boys</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>156</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-3331493872786576108</id><published>2009-09-03T06:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T06:52:35.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Sp-t-Qzz2QI/AAAAAAAAAoY/QJHoxEQAAaI/s1600-h/600px-MA_Route_20.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Sp-t-Qzz2QI/AAAAAAAAAoY/QJHoxEQAAaI/s320/600px-MA_Route_20.svg.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377207765279430914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-3331493872786576108?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/3331493872786576108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=3331493872786576108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3331493872786576108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3331493872786576108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Sp-t-Qzz2QI/AAAAAAAAAoY/QJHoxEQAAaI/s72-c/600px-MA_Route_20.svg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-6519601870987262327</id><published>2008-09-26T14:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T14:21:56.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>USAF Thunderbirds at Scott AFB on Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YXVamDUVo_w"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YXVamDUVo_w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-6519601870987262327?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/6519601870987262327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=6519601870987262327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6519601870987262327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6519601870987262327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/09/usaf-thunderbirds-at-scott-afb-on.html' title='USAF Thunderbirds at Scott AFB on Saturday'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-7049134647005150230</id><published>2008-09-26T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T14:01:09.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>F-18 at Scott Air Show last weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iFAzxadyglo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SN0DZmSSxTI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/hNWl7RCjxIY/s400/P1010507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SN0DZ88JjZI/AAAAAAAAAeY/TowRhcdR3kk/s1600-h/P1010508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250356484973890962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SN0DZ88JjZI/AAAAAAAAAeY/TowRhcdR3kk/s400/P1010508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, my last post was the first day of school. That should be some indication that I've had the "deer in the headlights" look for the past five weeks.....the boys are now in a routine and I'm teaching twelve credit hours, so the time for posting random goodies on the blog is very limited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll attempt to do some catching up with some photos and video from our trip last Saturday to the Air Show at Scott Air Force Base! Here's Ian and his buddy Sam, piloting a helicopter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-4053573443609260951?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/4053573443609260951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=4053573443609260951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/4053573443609260951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/4053573443609260951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/09/catching-up.html' title='Catching up.....'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SN0DZmSSxTI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/hNWl7RCjxIY/s72-c/P1010507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-8804390304707066974</id><published>2008-08-20T15:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T16:04:42.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School (Alternate Title:" Where Did the Time Go?")</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SKyGvqspXQI/AAAAAAAAAeA/hurBoO_s4NI/s1600-h/P1010486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236708620198567170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SKyGvqspXQI/AAAAAAAAAeA/hurBoO_s4NI/s400/P1010486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SKyGv3DMo_I/AAAAAAAAAeI/M_LCl-MPOEY/s1600-h/P1010488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236708623514379250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SKyGv3DMo_I/AAAAAAAAAeI/M_LCl-MPOEY/s400/P1010488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was the first day of school and everyone had a great day. There are two separate photos this year, because Ian's bus comes as 6:42am (yes, you read that correctly. Six. Forty. Two.) and the grade school bus arrives at 8:00am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just another example of Mimi's famous quote: the years fly by, but the days are loooooooong. Where does the time go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-8804390304707066974?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/8804390304707066974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=8804390304707066974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8804390304707066974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8804390304707066974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school-alternate-title.html' title='First Day of School (Alternate Title:&quot; Where Did the Time Go?&quot;)'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SKyGvqspXQI/AAAAAAAAAeA/hurBoO_s4NI/s72-c/P1010486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-3107432858127664211</id><published>2008-08-16T19:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T19:39:13.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dara Torres &amp; Sportsmanship</title><content type='html'>So last night I'm watching the Olympics and I got to see Dara Torres in her qualifying race. When she came out of the holding area, she went immediately to one of the judges and started talking. The judge nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The commentators were going crazy, wondering what Dara had told the judge. "No one just walks over to one of the judges!" they kept saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Dara walked over to the other swimmers and started talking. Again, the commentators were buzzing. "No one ever talks before a race!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dara was using her hands, palms down and pressing them up and down as she spoke to the younger swimmers. This was more drama than the commentators could handle and they had NO idea what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out that the swimmer from Sweden had ripped her swimming suit right before she came out and was changing into a new one. Dara was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;telling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the judge and the other swimmers that they were all going to wait for the Swede.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sent the commentators into a full-blown tizzy, gushing about Dara's sportsmanship. What a display of sportsmanship! The true meaning of the Olympic games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think the commentators got it all wrong. It wasn't sportsmanship. Well, it might have been partially, but that's not the word for it. The word for it is MOTHERHOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dara Torres is a mother. By definition that means she takes care of people. Especially younger people. Especially a 16-year-old girl from Sweden who just ripped her suit. No other swimmer would have approached the judge or told the other swimmers they were all going to wait.  But Mothers don't care.  Mothers make things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mothers know that sometimes - to get something done - they must be bossy and pushy and bark orders. And when done correctly, people (even Olympic judges) listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the little Swedish girl got to swim in the race and Dara Torres beat her anyway. But I'll bet Dara patted her on the back afterward and asked her about her suit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-3107432858127664211?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/3107432858127664211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=3107432858127664211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3107432858127664211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3107432858127664211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/08/dara-torres-sportsmanship.html' title='Dara Torres &amp; Sportsmanship'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-1528194005745228214</id><published>2008-08-15T17:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T17:27:50.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sean Meets a Stranger.....Unexpectedly</title><content type='html'>Sean accidentally met a stranger yesterday at the City Museum....thankfully the guy was a good sport.  Here's the clip:&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8_YoQLLKbf0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8_YoQLLKbf0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-1528194005745228214?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/1528194005745228214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=1528194005745228214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1528194005745228214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1528194005745228214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/08/sean-meets-strangerunexpectedly.html' title='Sean Meets a Stranger.....Unexpectedly'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-8109160050139101164</id><published>2008-08-15T12:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T12:12:21.277-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at the City Museum</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went to the City Museum, which is hard to describe.  Ian says it is "a big pile of junk that you wouldn't normally get to climb on."  I say it's an art place built for climbing.  At any rate, it was very fun yesterday seeing Sean swing over the ball pit and having Ian, Gavin, Josie, Jack and Pete use him for ball target practice.  Good times.&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TUWwyUKv31s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TUWwyUKv31s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-8109160050139101164?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/8109160050139101164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=8109160050139101164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8109160050139101164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8109160050139101164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-at-city-museum.html' title='Fun at the City Museum'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-7255139898839069265</id><published>2008-08-14T08:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T08:18:37.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SKQwe4HrdeI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Q_pg3rI37uo/s1600-h/P1010455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234361973930161634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SKQwe4HrdeI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Q_pg3rI37uo/s400/P1010455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SKQwgVbgrMI/AAAAAAAAAd4/fpz3bhIqK8o/s1600-h/P1010462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234361998977838274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SKQwgVbgrMI/AAAAAAAAAd4/fpz3bhIqK8o/s400/P1010462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack and I chatted with a goat for a long time yesterday....we assume his name was Billy but we're not sure. And Ian took on an iguana for a staring contest and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;swears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that the iguana blinked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-7255139898839069265?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/7255139898839069265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=7255139898839069265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7255139898839069265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7255139898839069265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/08/making-friends.html' title='Making Friends'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SKQwe4HrdeI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Q_pg3rI37uo/s72-c/P1010455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-7014275242588057923</id><published>2008-08-14T08:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T08:13:50.899-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Tiger Cubs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SKQvRKnW0-I/AAAAAAAAAdg/FxeRLdMBBU0/s1600-h/P1010444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234360638865069026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SKQvRKnW0-I/AAAAAAAAAdg/FxeRLdMBBU0/s400/P1010444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SKQvRZunbPI/AAAAAAAAAdo/FBKBl7wV-dc/s1600-h/P1010450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234360642922048754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SKQvRZunbPI/AAAAAAAAAdo/FBKBl7wV-dc/s400/P1010450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There are three girl and two boy cubs and they are adorable....on display in Big Cat Country every day until noon.  We weren't sure we'd get to see them so we were thrilled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-7014275242588057923?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/7014275242588057923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=7014275242588057923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7014275242588057923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7014275242588057923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-tiger-cubs.html' title='More Tiger Cubs'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SKQvRKnW0-I/AAAAAAAAAdg/FxeRLdMBBU0/s72-c/P1010444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-7251206735211344901</id><published>2008-08-14T08:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T08:08:54.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiger Cubs at the Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-OHR6q-boFk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-OHR6q-boFk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-7251206735211344901?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/7251206735211344901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=7251206735211344901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7251206735211344901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7251206735211344901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/08/tiger-cubs-at-zoo.html' title='Tiger Cubs at the Zoo'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-5317921564762638003</id><published>2008-08-13T18:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T19:34:48.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"This Place is a Zoo"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SKN0sr9BSnI/AAAAAAAAAdY/tXbONvMQ_kk/s1600-h/P1010464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234155502996376178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SKN0sr9BSnI/AAAAAAAAAdY/tXbONvMQ_kk/s400/P1010464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our field trip today was to the zoo and it was wonderful. Not too crowded, not too hot. We ended out trip at the site of Ian's first public tantrum when he was about 13 months old: the zoo train. Ten years ago, I had to use all my weight to pull that boy off the train while he was screaming his head off, holding on to the hand rails. Where did the time go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-5317921564762638003?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/5317921564762638003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=5317921564762638003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5317921564762638003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5317921564762638003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-place-is-zoo.html' title='&quot;This Place is a Zoo&quot;'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SKN0sr9BSnI/AAAAAAAAAdY/tXbONvMQ_kk/s72-c/P1010464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-2776685769472430143</id><published>2008-08-07T09:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T09:39:20.244-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HI Grandma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJsI2mVWFEI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/rp2m-LmJ9Lc/s1600-h/ry%253D320.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231785126216995906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJsI2mVWFEI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/rp2m-LmJ9Lc/s400/ry%253D320.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word on the street is that Mary has been haunting the internet.......WELCOME TO THE INFORMATION SUPERHIGHWAY GRANDMA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-2776685769472430143?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/2776685769472430143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=2776685769472430143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2776685769472430143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2776685769472430143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi-grandma.html' title='HI Grandma!'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJsI2mVWFEI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/rp2m-LmJ9Lc/s72-c/ry%253D320.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-6128990197028052631</id><published>2008-08-04T17:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T17:38:49.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What the St Louis Symphony Will Be Doing September 19th &amp; 20th; and hopefully we'll be there!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZEOxkXB99NM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZEOxkXB99NM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-6128990197028052631?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/6128990197028052631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=6128990197028052631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6128990197028052631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6128990197028052631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-st-louis-symphony-will-be-doing.html' title='What the St Louis Symphony Will Be Doing September 19th &amp; 20th; and hopefully we&apos;ll be there!'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-9192813701821178685</id><published>2008-08-04T07:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T07:45:09.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you, Major Summers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJb5T3nLqfI/AAAAAAAAAc4/OYEDqffvdmY/s1600-h/P1010298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230642136978532850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJb5T3nLqfI/AAAAAAAAAc4/OYEDqffvdmY/s400/P1010298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJb5Ur59rZI/AAAAAAAAAdA/jNlEhWNgqHc/s1600-h/P1010287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230642151015951762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJb5Ur59rZI/AAAAAAAAAdA/jNlEhWNgqHc/s400/P1010287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJb5VKN3DlI/AAAAAAAAAdI/UBQLgEBkBNI/s1600-h/P1010291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230642159152467538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJb5VKN3DlI/AAAAAAAAAdI/UBQLgEBkBNI/s400/P1010291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way to Dauphin Island, we stopped in Memphis to visit Thad and he gave us the &lt;em&gt;royal treatment. &lt;/em&gt;We all took turns landing the C-5 in the simulator and then got to climb around a real C-5. It was very fun to see Thad saluted (giggling suppressed....when did we all become grownups?) and have my boys spend some time with such an old friend. Thanks, Thad! It was a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-9192813701821178685?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/9192813701821178685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=9192813701821178685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/9192813701821178685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/9192813701821178685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/08/thank-you-major-summers.html' title='Thank you, Major Summers!'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJb5T3nLqfI/AAAAAAAAAc4/OYEDqffvdmY/s72-c/P1010298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-6642547242869648133</id><published>2008-08-02T10:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T11:01:26.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bride with My Groom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJSEjyyafmI/AAAAAAAAAcw/G8vFihHrbnU/s1600-h/P1010435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229950817747500642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJSEjyyafmI/AAAAAAAAAcw/G8vFihHrbnU/s400/P1010435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amazing that Marcia got married last night....how can she be old enough to get married?? Isn't she still my advisee at Notre Dame who comes to sit at my desk and talk about Spanish class? When did she turn into this gorgeous young woman?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A beautiful, wonderful, warm and touching wedding last night with a fun and lively reception featuring delicious food. And it was so great to see so many people I hadn't gotten to see in a really long time. Those Godefroids can sure throw a wedding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shout out to Cindy and Maria, who have been known to haunt Smith Dance Party!  xxxoooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-6642547242869648133?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/6642547242869648133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=6642547242869648133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6642547242869648133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6642547242869648133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/08/bride-with-my-groom.html' title='The Bride with My Groom'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJSEjyyafmI/AAAAAAAAAcw/G8vFihHrbnU/s72-c/P1010435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-4354366193184154666</id><published>2008-08-02T10:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T10:54:58.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Purina Farms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJSDPJDvItI/AAAAAAAAAcY/KMtSdytB2us/s1600-h/P1010420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229949363436856018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJSDPJDvItI/AAAAAAAAAcY/KMtSdytB2us/s320/P1010420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJSDPqOJi3I/AAAAAAAAAcg/3nCSI8BYojY/s1600-h/P1010421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229949372338899826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJSDPqOJi3I/AAAAAAAAAcg/3nCSI8BYojY/s320/P1010421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJSDP0mOqjI/AAAAAAAAAco/hYBBnhKH9SI/s1600-h/P1010427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229949375124253234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJSDP0mOqjI/AAAAAAAAAco/hYBBnhKH9SI/s320/P1010427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday's Field Trip was to Purina Farms, which was fun for two reasons:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Normally, chickens don't want to sit on your lap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) We got to see the 2007 Frisbee Dog International Champion, Raccoon Jack. We could have watched him ALL day long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-4354366193184154666?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/4354366193184154666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=4354366193184154666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/4354366193184154666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/4354366193184154666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/08/purina-farms.html' title='Purina Farms'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJSDPJDvItI/AAAAAAAAAcY/KMtSdytB2us/s72-c/P1010420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-396133877711462875</id><published>2008-08-02T10:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T10:46:01.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Angela's Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJSBF_Wj-PI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/KYxf_Dv_4NU/s1600-h/P1010270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229947007189383410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJSBF_Wj-PI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/KYxf_Dv_4NU/s320/P1010270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angela's birthday was so much fun.....The Alarm, The Fixx and the English Beat in concert. It was like a three hour aerobics class with beer. So much fun!! And kudos to hard-rocker Johnna for suffering through another concert of 80s music that didn't involve Poison, Ratt or Whitesnake. ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-396133877711462875?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/396133877711462875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=396133877711462875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/396133877711462875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/396133877711462875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/08/angelas-birthday.html' title='Angela&apos;s Birthday!'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SJSBF_Wj-PI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/KYxf_Dv_4NU/s72-c/P1010270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-2688089115862865980</id><published>2008-07-28T10:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T11:05:10.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SI3rqmpxojI/AAAAAAAAAbw/liXwjYksgBY/s1600-h/P1010355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228093859609813554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SI3rqmpxojI/AAAAAAAAAbw/liXwjYksgBY/s320/P1010355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SI3rrV0oS5I/AAAAAAAAAb4/pS-696f4gWw/s1600-h/P1010370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228093872271805330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SI3rrV0oS5I/AAAAAAAAAb4/pS-696f4gWw/s320/P1010370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SI3rr6uG08I/AAAAAAAAAcA/Brr1BEF3KBM/s1600-h/P1010308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228093882176558018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SI3rr6uG08I/AAAAAAAAAcA/Brr1BEF3KBM/s320/P1010308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SI3rs5BwXrI/AAAAAAAAAcI/163d6wrGu1I/s1600-h/P1010390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228093898901970610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SI3rs5BwXrI/AAAAAAAAAcI/163d6wrGu1I/s320/P1010390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dauphin Island is so great. I'll post more pictures here shortly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-2688089115862865980?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/2688089115862865980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=2688089115862865980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2688089115862865980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2688089115862865980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-at-beach.html' title='Fun at the Beach'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SI3rqmpxojI/AAAAAAAAAbw/liXwjYksgBY/s72-c/P1010355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-2787691342383482330</id><published>2008-07-17T08:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T08:56:36.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Love Jordan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SH9Pf48hBoI/AAAAAAAAAbg/mn_a6Lgku_M/s1600-h/P1010256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223981502053811842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SH9Pf48hBoI/AAAAAAAAAbg/mn_a6Lgku_M/s320/P1010256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SH9Pgn2h1WI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ohMq_OIw164/s1600-h/P1010262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223981514645165410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SH9Pgn2h1WI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ohMq_OIw164/s320/P1010262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having Jordan this week has been so much fun. The most entertaining part has been watching Jordan howl along with Ian while Ian practices his trumpet. (Video &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/my_videos_edit2?ns=1&amp;amp;video_id=2P5FC12rSJ8&amp;amp;next=%2Fmy_videos2%3Fpi%3D0%26ps%3D20%26sf%3Dadded%26sa%3D0%26sq%3D%26dm%3D1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've also enjoyed just looking at how cute he is, and Sean has enjoyed having Jordan lay on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-2787691342383482330?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/2787691342383482330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=2787691342383482330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2787691342383482330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2787691342383482330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-love-jordan.html' title='We Love Jordan'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SH9Pf48hBoI/AAAAAAAAAbg/mn_a6Lgku_M/s72-c/P1010256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-3794331390897017007</id><published>2008-07-17T08:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T08:50:41.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping Watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SH9N50hyaxI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/nA6-AgHYtGE/s1600-h/P1010253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223979748521306898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SH9N50hyaxI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/nA6-AgHYtGE/s320/P1010253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SH9N6Iv-j1I/AAAAAAAAAbY/m5_dELJC0iM/s1600-h/P1010254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223979753949531986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SH9N6Iv-j1I/AAAAAAAAAbY/m5_dELJC0iM/s320/P1010254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've LOVED having the puppy Jordan this week while his family is in Florida. And Jordan has taken on some of Sophie's habits: like keeping watch out the front window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-3794331390897017007?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/3794331390897017007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=3794331390897017007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3794331390897017007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3794331390897017007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/keeping-watch.html' title='Keeping Watch'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SH9N50hyaxI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/nA6-AgHYtGE/s72-c/P1010253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-7502736888621260138</id><published>2008-07-11T08:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T08:26:10.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you, Jeff!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHdfQ-4zWUI/AAAAAAAAAbI/AmICkxvJ4cs/s1600-h/P1010250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221747038323169602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHdfQ-4zWUI/AAAAAAAAAbI/AmICkxvJ4cs/s400/P1010250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Special thanks to Jeff for showing us around on Wednesday afternoon. And especially for putting us right in the middle of a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8rpoZHT-boA"&gt;Saturday Night Live skit &lt;/a&gt;for supper. What a riot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeff was such a good sport about hanging out with middle-aged housewives all afternoon....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-7502736888621260138?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/7502736888621260138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=7502736888621260138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7502736888621260138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7502736888621260138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/thank-you-jeff.html' title='Thank you, Jeff!!'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHdfQ-4zWUI/AAAAAAAAAbI/AmICkxvJ4cs/s72-c/P1010250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-777680945009433915</id><published>2008-07-11T08:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T08:17:21.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Evening with George</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHddR0mjfsI/AAAAAAAAAbA/xfkDeNHG8QM/s1600-h/GM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221744853718892226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHddR0mjfsI/AAAAAAAAAbA/xfkDeNHG8QM/s400/GM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;George put on a wonderful concert Wed night. He sounded fabulous and sang all his great songs (except, of course, the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3geeZpWVnr4"&gt;one song &lt;/a&gt;Johnna wanted to hear).   ;-)  It was such a fun evening, still can't believe we fit so much into one day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-777680945009433915?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/777680945009433915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=777680945009433915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/777680945009433915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/777680945009433915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-evening-with-george.html' title='Our Evening with George'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHddR0mjfsI/AAAAAAAAAbA/xfkDeNHG8QM/s72-c/GM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-1043333668249885885</id><published>2008-07-11T07:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T08:10:19.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Johnna, meet Chicago.  Chicago, this is Johnna."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHdbj9hCmwI/AAAAAAAAAag/87juUW0O2Eg/s1600-h/P1010227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221742966326074114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHdbj9hCmwI/AAAAAAAAAag/87juUW0O2Eg/s320/P1010227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHdbkjdLB1I/AAAAAAAAAao/gfdY2KoP0BU/s1600-h/P1010240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221742976510396242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHdbkjdLB1I/AAAAAAAAAao/gfdY2KoP0BU/s320/P1010240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHdblMdyeJI/AAAAAAAAAaw/cCEzZc_R3-0/s1600-h/P1010249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221742987518834834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHdblMdyeJI/AAAAAAAAAaw/cCEzZc_R3-0/s320/P1010249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHdblhH4UlI/AAAAAAAAAa4/_AmHaonWL-U/s1600-h/P1010243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221742993064088146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHdblhH4UlI/AAAAAAAAAa4/_AmHaonWL-U/s320/P1010243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kudos to my buddy Johnna who spontaneously took a quick trip to Chicago with me on Wednesday for the George Michael concert. And since she'd never been there before, there were some places that she definitely had to visit. Navy Pier. The water taxi. Michigan Avenue. The Bean. Buckingham Fountain. The Lego Store. The Hancock Tower. The Billy Goat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did everything possible in seven hours and THEN got to see George Michael! Great fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-1043333668249885885?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/1043333668249885885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=1043333668249885885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1043333668249885885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1043333668249885885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/johnna-meet-chicago-chicago-this-is.html' title='&quot;Johnna, meet Chicago.  Chicago, this is Johnna.&quot;'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHdbj9hCmwI/AAAAAAAAAag/87juUW0O2Eg/s72-c/P1010227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-2212080859121585366</id><published>2008-07-06T17:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T18:02:10.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you, John Adams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHFO4xAgmWI/AAAAAAAAAaY/CPahs3hZZXE/s1600-h/fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220040180234230114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHFO4xAgmWI/AAAAAAAAAaY/CPahs3hZZXE/s320/fireworks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a letter to Abigail, he wrote:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The second day of July 1776 will be the most memorable epocha in the history of America. I am apt to believe that it will be celebrated by succeeding genereations as the great anniversary festival. It ought to be solemnized with pomp and parade, with shows, games, sports, guns, bells, bonfires and illuminations from one end of this continent to the other from this time forward forever more."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amazing that he already saw America stretching across the continent. As my old friend Vivian, the history teacher from Notre Dame, once said: "We should be forever grateful that our nation was founded by &lt;em&gt;statesmen&lt;/em&gt; and not &lt;em&gt;politicians&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-2212080859121585366?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/2212080859121585366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=2212080859121585366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2212080859121585366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2212080859121585366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/thank-you-john-adams.html' title='Thank you, John Adams'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHFO4xAgmWI/AAAAAAAAAaY/CPahs3hZZXE/s72-c/fireworks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-8233995969739311579</id><published>2008-07-06T17:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T17:55:47.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Band Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHFNaLhCq4I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/dP6tCDX2Gxw/s1600-h/P1010216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220038555262430082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHFNaLhCq4I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/dP6tCDX2Gxw/s400/P1010216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will not attempt to keep track of the band concerts that we attend as parents over the next few years. I will, however, mention that THIS one was the first, and I was so proud I nearly popped my buttons. (Wait! Was that pride? Or the fudge from Jack's birthday??)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ian did a fabulous job with his trumpet playing and now begins a whole new adventure on Tuesday with his special lessons. Way to go, Ian!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-8233995969739311579?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/8233995969739311579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=8233995969739311579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8233995969739311579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8233995969739311579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/band-concert.html' title='Band Concert'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHFNaLhCq4I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/dP6tCDX2Gxw/s72-c/P1010216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-1825065658331260093</id><published>2008-07-06T17:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T17:52:48.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Can You Dig It"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHFMm0egALI/AAAAAAAAAaI/0kUHycxga-0/s1600-h/P1010206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220037672904425650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHFMm0egALI/AAAAAAAAAaI/0kUHycxga-0/s400/P1010206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack's birthday requests were simple: burritos, fudge instead of cake, and a long game of "pickle". The weather didn't cooperate with the pickle game, so the kiddos all ended up in our basement watching our new favorite video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's called "Can You Dig It" and it shows how to build awesome sand castles. I've seen it three times, and each time it gets me so excited to go to the beach I can hardly stand it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like Kaylin said, "The video is fantastic because it makes you want to build. But it's awful because you can't build &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;right now."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&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/32079834-1825065658331260093?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/1825065658331260093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=1825065658331260093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1825065658331260093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1825065658331260093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/can-you-dig-it.html' title='&quot;Can You Dig It&quot;'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHFMm0egALI/AAAAAAAAAaI/0kUHycxga-0/s72-c/P1010206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-2543365939212295695</id><published>2008-07-06T17:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T17:47:14.277-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Jack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHFLUuL1dWI/AAAAAAAAAaA/w3RpCeR2EWI/s1600-h/P1010202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220036262466254178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHFLUuL1dWI/AAAAAAAAAaA/w3RpCeR2EWI/s400/P1010202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday was Jack's 9th birthday. We are finally all ODD! (11, 9 and 7) Of course, there are some who will say that we have always BEEN odd...but you know what I mean.  ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday, Jack! You are one in a million!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-2543365939212295695?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/2543365939212295695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=2543365939212295695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2543365939212295695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2543365939212295695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-jack.html' title='Happy Birthday, Jack!'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SHFLUuL1dWI/AAAAAAAAAaA/w3RpCeR2EWI/s72-c/P1010202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-3109322299017330494</id><published>2008-07-01T08:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:25:51.764-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Date Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGowUgyOtII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/5FDJ2eOOotM/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218036247218271362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGowUgyOtII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/5FDJ2eOOotM/s400/DSC00097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ian and I finally got our date night, which was originally scheduled for February but was overruled when he scored Blues tickets for the same night...oh well...boys will be boys, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had fantastic seats for the ball game last night, right by the ESPN cameras. Two hot dogs, one order of nachos, two sodas and one order of Dippin' Dots: $34. An evening with your oldest boy? Priceless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-3109322299017330494?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/3109322299017330494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=3109322299017330494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3109322299017330494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3109322299017330494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/date-night.html' title='Date Night'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGowUgyOtII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/5FDJ2eOOotM/s72-c/DSC00097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-2675199214491089013</id><published>2008-07-01T08:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:15:18.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGotzhMqD5I/AAAAAAAAAZo/tuOfQhqSr1w/s1600-h/P1010193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218033481370177426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGotzhMqD5I/AAAAAAAAAZo/tuOfQhqSr1w/s320/P1010193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGot0N2lERI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Jui3Q-uGjZQ/s1600-h/P1010194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218033493357170962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGot0N2lERI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Jui3Q-uGjZQ/s320/P1010194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had five baseball games in four days this weekend, and with the way our vacation is scheduled, I think that's the end of the baseball seasons for Ian and Sean. Jack, of course, couldn't be happier about this although I'm sure he will miss the pretzels with cheese from the concession stand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-2675199214491089013?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/2675199214491089013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=2675199214491089013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2675199214491089013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2675199214491089013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/baseball-weekend.html' title='Baseball weekend'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGotzhMqD5I/AAAAAAAAAZo/tuOfQhqSr1w/s72-c/P1010193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-6474826835530867727</id><published>2008-07-01T08:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:09:40.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a tourist in my own town!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGosfXBhONI/AAAAAAAAAZg/96JoudzFrD0/s1600-h/P1010196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218032035530094802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGosfXBhONI/AAAAAAAAAZg/96JoudzFrD0/s400/P1010196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've driven across the Poplar Street Bridge many, many times. And it always amuses me to come across (read: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) a car with out-of-state plates driving slowly as the driver or passenger takes photos of the Arch. I find it quaint and cute in a very condescending way.....the Arch is &lt;em&gt;ours&lt;/em&gt;...we see it every day....we don't need to take pictures. I think that makes us forget how utterly amazing the Arch is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, coming back from E'ville on Sunday evening the Arch was more beautiful than I'd ever seen it. I grabbed my camera, rolled down the window.....and found myself doing exactly what I'd made fun of others for doing. Taking a photo of the Arch while crossing the Poplar Street Bridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-6474826835530867727?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/6474826835530867727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=6474826835530867727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6474826835530867727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6474826835530867727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-tourist-in-my-own-town.html' title='I&apos;m a tourist in my own town!'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGosfXBhONI/AAAAAAAAAZg/96JoudzFrD0/s72-c/P1010196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-6271876382118577363</id><published>2008-07-01T07:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:27:23.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life with boys</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I saw Sean running through the house with a kitchen towel. This isn't a normal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;occurrence&lt;/span&gt;, so I automatically assumed that something had spilled and he needed to clean it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said "Sean, did you spill something?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nope."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well then what's the towel for?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing. Just blood."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! That makes me feel &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;much&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-6271876382118577363?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/6271876382118577363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=6271876382118577363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6271876382118577363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6271876382118577363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-with-boys.html' title='Life with boys'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-6010751572928819729</id><published>2008-06-26T18:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T08:24:48.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Afternoon at the Art Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGQhvI8N2MI/AAAAAAAAAZA/stYZIvgMyRs/s1600-h/P1010186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216331362139494594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGQhvI8N2MI/AAAAAAAAAZA/stYZIvgMyRs/s320/P1010186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGQhvSNhkHI/AAAAAAAAAZI/uJTc-Lk9hP0/s1600-h/P1010188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216331364628009074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGQhvSNhkHI/AAAAAAAAAZI/uJTc-Lk9hP0/s320/P1010188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGQhvt29A9I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ffW85QTOn3U/s1600-h/P1010189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216331372049531858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGQhvt29A9I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ffW85QTOn3U/s320/P1010189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGQhwd_irNI/AAAAAAAAAZY/mci4Zorx4RY/s1600-h/P1010190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216331384970456274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGQhwd_irNI/AAAAAAAAAZY/mci4Zorx4RY/s320/P1010190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ian and Gavin actually witnessed a marriage proposal today....a couple in a paddleboat in front of the Art Museum. What a great location!&lt;br /&gt;Inside the Art Museum were art students with huge easels doing charcoals of the paintings on the walls...it was really, really neat.&lt;br /&gt;Then we saw the mummies (Josie didn't care for them) and the weapons (what's not to love about weapons from the Middle Ages??) and then rolled down Art Hill. A wonderful afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Add the fact that we had lunch at the Boathouse, and it was a&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-6010751572928819729?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/6010751572928819729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=6010751572928819729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6010751572928819729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6010751572928819729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/afternoon-at-art-museum.html' title='Afternoon at the Art Museum'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGQhvI8N2MI/AAAAAAAAAZA/stYZIvgMyRs/s72-c/P1010186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-3208287795625670591</id><published>2008-06-26T17:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T18:03:06.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Optical Illusion Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGQgAU26I3I/AAAAAAAAAYw/wYrEwfni_P4/s1600-h/P1010182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216329458372977522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGQgAU26I3I/AAAAAAAAAYw/wYrEwfni_P4/s320/P1010182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGQgAiht-kI/AAAAAAAAAY4/9504w2zzGP0/s1600-h/P1010181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216329462042196546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGQgAiht-kI/AAAAAAAAAY4/9504w2zzGP0/s320/P1010181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/32079834-3208287795625670591?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/3208287795625670591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=3208287795625670591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3208287795625670591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3208287795625670591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-optical-illusion-fun.html' title='More Optical Illusion Fun'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGQgAU26I3I/AAAAAAAAAYw/wYrEwfni_P4/s72-c/P1010182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-8416824817989023973</id><published>2008-06-26T17:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T17:59:39.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ames Room Illusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGQfK7RpiGI/AAAAAAAAAYo/o6-ztIJE4H0/s1600-h/P1010179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216328540972746850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGQfK7RpiGI/AAAAAAAAAYo/o6-ztIJE4H0/s400/P1010179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the Science Center, they have an Ames Room, which can be described &lt;a href="http://www.psychologie.tu-dresden.de/i1/kaw/diverses%20Material/www.illusionworks.com/html/ames_room.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. But the photo sums it up nicely......Josie towering over Ian!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-8416824817989023973?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/8416824817989023973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=8416824817989023973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8416824817989023973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8416824817989023973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/ames-room-illusion.html' title='Ames Room Illusion'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGQfK7RpiGI/AAAAAAAAAYo/o6-ztIJE4H0/s72-c/P1010179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-7365031224690899238</id><published>2008-06-23T22:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:07:44.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGBkq8-2s5I/AAAAAAAAAYY/0sUxbCo_p44/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215279057582076818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGBkq8-2s5I/AAAAAAAAAYY/0sUxbCo_p44/s320/DSC00091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGBkqxqEBHI/AAAAAAAAAYg/BNWRKUQuGuo/s1600-h/DSC00092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215279054542079090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGBkqxqEBHI/AAAAAAAAAYg/BNWRKUQuGuo/s320/DSC00092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer vacation, Day 25. Ian was on his vacation bible school field trip with the St Simon's crew while Jack, Sean and I were back at Sanders Service for some touch-up work on one of Pearl's  new tires. Mr Sanders took us for a little spin in his new golf cart. Sean was a little upset that he didn't take them out on Watson Road and then to Interstate 270. Oh well....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-7365031224690899238?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/7365031224690899238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=7365031224690899238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7365031224690899238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7365031224690899238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/todays-adventure.html' title='Today&apos;s Adventure'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SGBkq8-2s5I/AAAAAAAAAYY/0sUxbCo_p44/s72-c/DSC00091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-5338924286089245444</id><published>2008-06-23T21:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T21:54:12.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Question that was difficult to answer:</title><content type='html'>From Sean:  "Mom, where are you going to live when you grow up?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-5338924286089245444?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/5338924286089245444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=5338924286089245444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5338924286089245444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5338924286089245444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/question-that-was-difficult-to-answer.html' title='A Question that was difficult to answer:'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-7414815468231345522</id><published>2008-06-21T10:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T10:38:36.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When Life Gives you Lemons, Go to Krispy Kreme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SF0ZgI7nlWI/AAAAAAAAAYA/ZLJYxXynWOU/s1600-h/P1010172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214351983508952418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SF0ZgI7nlWI/AAAAAAAAAYA/ZLJYxXynWOU/s320/P1010172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SF0ZgfXTIJI/AAAAAAAAAYI/cX3ky5FHTQw/s1600-h/P1010171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214351989530632338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SF0ZgfXTIJI/AAAAAAAAAYI/cX3ky5FHTQw/s320/P1010171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SF0ZgkNY5fI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/_bLGj-rlkjo/s1600-h/P1010173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214351990831244786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SF0ZgkNY5fI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/_bLGj-rlkjo/s320/P1010173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sweet Carol picked us up from our flat-tire fiasco and saved the day by taking us all to Krispy Kreme. Thank you Carol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-7414815468231345522?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/7414815468231345522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=7414815468231345522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7414815468231345522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7414815468231345522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-life-gives-you-lemons-go-to-krispy.html' title='When Life Gives you Lemons, Go to Krispy Kreme'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SF0ZgI7nlWI/AAAAAAAAAYA/ZLJYxXynWOU/s72-c/P1010172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-7152455235700792696</id><published>2008-06-20T15:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T18:06:13.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unplanned Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFw30mHRyFI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Z_ca8V2rWT8/s1600-h/P1010169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214103845311989842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFw30mHRyFI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Z_ca8V2rWT8/s400/P1010169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFw31N6uohI/AAAAAAAAAX4/sbqIWQmvXAU/s1600-h/P1010170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214103855996772882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFw31N6uohI/AAAAAAAAAX4/sbqIWQmvXAU/s400/P1010170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed to the Arch today to see the flooding....for some reason today I wanted the boys to see the river up close as it rushes up the steps of the Arch. Plus, I thought it would be good for them to run around and burn up some energy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On 55, I heard a "whoop whoop whoop"ing sound that usually accompanies a blowout..I even said to Sam "That sounds like somebody had a blowout." Well, as I looked at my tire sensors, I realized it was ME!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We pulled Pearl onto a ramp right away, and by the time we turned left over the highway, we were definitely sure that Pearl had a flat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well! Thank God everyone was okay and the only negative thing was the hassle that surrounds a flat tire. Nothing like a little adventure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, Pearl, for being heavy and protecting my babies (and the babies of others!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-7152455235700792696?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/7152455235700792696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=7152455235700792696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7152455235700792696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7152455235700792696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/unplanned-adventure.html' title='Unplanned Adventure'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFw30mHRyFI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Z_ca8V2rWT8/s72-c/P1010169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-6171866586846618511</id><published>2008-06-18T16:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T16:52:31.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Digging up the past at Cahokia Mounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFmDgCImvBI/AAAAAAAAAXo/o5l-RpgOpIY/s1600-h/P1010163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213342630010076178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFmDgCImvBI/AAAAAAAAAXo/o5l-RpgOpIY/s400/P1010163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Near Monk's Mound we saw some tents with some people working. We decided to go and check it out. Sure enough, it was an archaelogical group doing a dig. They showed us what they'd dug up today and let us help sift some dirt. We saw pieces of bones and pottery; it was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And not ONE of them looked like Indiana Jones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-6171866586846618511?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/6171866586846618511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=6171866586846618511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6171866586846618511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6171866586846618511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/digging-up-past-at-cahokia-mounds.html' title='Digging up the past at Cahokia Mounds'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFmDgCImvBI/AAAAAAAAAXo/o5l-RpgOpIY/s72-c/P1010163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-115443431787470099</id><published>2008-06-18T16:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T16:46:20.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Field Trip:  Cahokia Mounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFl_LfeGS_I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/D-ZBRWWZ0Ik/s1600-h/P1010164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213337879061089266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFl_LfeGS_I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/D-ZBRWWZ0Ik/s400/P1010164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFl_L1v1HJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/7ahN3NFb3NQ/s1600-h/P1010165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213337885041040530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFl_L1v1HJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/7ahN3NFb3NQ/s400/P1010165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFl_MffECnI/AAAAAAAAAXg/f3xrXc8yTyk/s1600-h/P1010166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213337896245004914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFl_MffECnI/AAAAAAAAAXg/f3xrXc8yTyk/s400/P1010166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cahokia Mounds is such a neat place.  The big mound, Monk's Mound, has 149 steps to the top.  It also has a great view of St Louis!  From the top you can also see several other mounds scattered around the big one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we learned that in the year 1200, Cahokia had a bigger population than London. So what happened to them?  Well, if you ask Gavin, they "sold everything in exchange for casinos".&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/32079834-115443431787470099?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/115443431787470099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=115443431787470099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/115443431787470099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/115443431787470099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/todays-field-trip-cahokia-mounds.html' title='Today&apos;s Field Trip:  Cahokia Mounds'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFl_LfeGS_I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/D-ZBRWWZ0Ik/s72-c/P1010164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-3523759348317251782</id><published>2008-06-18T10:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T10:09:20.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Gardener</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFklCCgkV9I/AAAAAAAAAXI/U_HHq-J19hw/s1600-h/P1010161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213238760621496274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFklCCgkV9I/AAAAAAAAAXI/U_HHq-J19hw/s400/P1010161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning when I got out of the shower, my gardener was already out on the deck tending to the flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-3523759348317251782?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/3523759348317251782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=3523759348317251782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3523759348317251782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3523759348317251782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-gardener.html' title='My Gardener'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFklCCgkV9I/AAAAAAAAAXI/U_HHq-J19hw/s72-c/P1010161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-8825910430964536409</id><published>2008-06-16T21:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:17:04.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Field Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFceY4vfUoI/AAAAAAAAAXA/czSlNwiB1x0/s1600-h/P1010155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212668506601902722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFceY4vfUoI/AAAAAAAAAXA/czSlNwiB1x0/s320/P1010155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFcd4aLXIOI/AAAAAAAAAWw/uTO1iANzshI/s1600-h/P1010158.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFcd42MCKWI/AAAAAAAAAW4/jQQdtpQaeMo/s1600-h/P1010158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212667956160506210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFcd42MCKWI/AAAAAAAAAW4/jQQdtpQaeMo/s320/P1010158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the brewery tour today, might be the last time we visit AB when it is a St Louis-based company. I know the takeover is good for the stockholders, but it's a matter of civic pride. Anyway, the trip was fun. There was a huge clydesdale rear-end named "Thomas" , which of course warranted a photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AB is a pretty classy company, which is why I was so thrilled to see that cheesy "photo op" sign.  It was just too cheesy to resist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/32079834-8825910430964536409?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/8825910430964536409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=8825910430964536409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8825910430964536409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8825910430964536409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/todays-field-trip.html' title='Today&apos;s Field Trip'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFceY4vfUoI/AAAAAAAAAXA/czSlNwiB1x0/s72-c/P1010155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-2631696514259503785</id><published>2008-06-16T20:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:56:48.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'>They came the farthest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFcZz9lOdPI/AAAAAAAAAWg/-rmL33OwERU/s1600-h/47b8d837b3127cce98548ab5ef9f00000027108CcuWTFqzbs.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212663474199360754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFcZz9lOdPI/AAAAAAAAAWg/-rmL33OwERU/s320/47b8d837b3127cce98548ab5ef9f00000027108CcuWTFqzbs.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFcZ0M5P4uI/AAAAAAAAAWo/4jutCZyxvOI/s1600-h/47b8d837b3127cce98548a95efbf00000027108CcuWTFqzbs.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212663478309872354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFcZ0M5P4uI/AAAAAAAAAWo/4jutCZyxvOI/s320/47b8d837b3127cce98548a95efbf00000027108CcuWTFqzbs.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kudos to Mom, Mimi and Katie for making it over on Saturday. It just wouldn't have been the same without them!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-2631696514259503785?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/2631696514259503785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=2631696514259503785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2631696514259503785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2631696514259503785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/they-came-farthest.html' title='They came the farthest!'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFcZz9lOdPI/AAAAAAAAAWg/-rmL33OwERU/s72-c/47b8d837b3127cce98548ab5ef9f00000027108CcuWTFqzbs.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-3335266915632709155</id><published>2008-06-16T20:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:54:21.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight We're Gonna Party Like it's 1989</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFcYwMhfYgI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Mqd6ElLKv1k/s1600-h/47b8d837b3127cce98548aae6eb400000027108CcuWTFqzbs.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212662309979120130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFcYwMhfYgI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Mqd6ElLKv1k/s320/47b8d837b3127cce98548aae6eb400000027108CcuWTFqzbs.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFcYwOIQK9I/AAAAAAAAAWA/h-OMmlaTAns/s1600-h/47b8d837b3127cce98548ab3ef9900000027108CcuWTFqzbs.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212662310410136530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFcYwOIQK9I/AAAAAAAAAWA/h-OMmlaTAns/s320/47b8d837b3127cce98548ab3ef9900000027108CcuWTFqzbs.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFcYwVhVHfI/AAAAAAAAAWI/71ndoXGdOUk/s1600-h/47b8d837b3127cce98548aa86eb200000027108CcuWTFqzbs.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212662312394366450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFcYwVhVHfI/AAAAAAAAAWI/71ndoXGdOUk/s320/47b8d837b3127cce98548aa86eb200000027108CcuWTFqzbs.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFcYwf3tM7I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-fbzqCeTjE0/s1600-h/47b8d837b3127cce98548a97efbd00000027108CcuWTFqzbs.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212662315172574130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFcYwf3tM7I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-fbzqCeTjE0/s320/47b8d837b3127cce98548a97efbd00000027108CcuWTFqzbs.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFcYw0FMxUI/AAAAAAAAAWY/jwigO8F6X7I/s1600-h/P1010125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212662320597878082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFcYw0FMxUI/AAAAAAAAAWY/jwigO8F6X7I/s320/P1010125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I hope everyone has recovered from the little get-together I had to celebrate turning 40 on Saturday night. Special shout-out to Tree, for being the person there who's had to put up with me the longest (besides Mimi and Mom); Mimi and Katie for coming from such a long way; Sue for coming all the way from Bethalto and Carla - just because it's so fun to scream when you see someone you haven't seen in a really, really long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-3335266915632709155?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/3335266915632709155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=3335266915632709155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3335266915632709155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3335266915632709155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/tonight-were-gonna-party-like-its-1989.html' title='Tonight We&apos;re Gonna Party Like it&apos;s 1989'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFcYwMhfYgI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Mqd6ElLKv1k/s72-c/47b8d837b3127cce98548aae6eb400000027108CcuWTFqzbs.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-8114192673660488387</id><published>2008-06-15T15:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:32:24.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Flock of Julies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFV7_zShbPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ymAhUEVbwU4/s1600-h/P1010132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212208479781088498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFV7_zShbPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ymAhUEVbwU4/s400/P1010132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night was my Ladies-Only 80's Karaoke party to celebrate my 40th birthday. Every single woman I love in the world was there, including THE JULIES.  Julie Korenak.  Julie Lange.  Julie Hoevelmann.  Julie Smith.  Julie Knost.  Julie Heuer.  Julie Dibble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-8114192673660488387?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/8114192673660488387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=8114192673660488387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8114192673660488387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8114192673660488387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/flock-of-julies.html' title='A Flock of Julies'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFV7_zShbPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ymAhUEVbwU4/s72-c/P1010132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-329439943918454421</id><published>2008-06-13T13:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T13:24:54.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friends are So Talented!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFK7WWKUrHI/AAAAAAAAAVg/alFqC3w5QVI/s1600-h/P1010094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211433711401479282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFK7WWKUrHI/AAAAAAAAAVg/alFqC3w5QVI/s400/P1010094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFK7W2U5prI/AAAAAAAAAVo/_v0jYIQGd3Q/s1600-h/P1010104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211433720035780274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFK7W2U5prI/AAAAAAAAAVo/_v0jYIQGd3Q/s400/P1010104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at Diane and Julie~!  They are so talented!!&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/32079834-329439943918454421?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/329439943918454421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=329439943918454421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/329439943918454421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/329439943918454421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-friends-are-so-talented.html' title='My Friends are So Talented!'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFK7WWKUrHI/AAAAAAAAAVg/alFqC3w5QVI/s72-c/P1010094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-5030308715190859532</id><published>2008-06-13T13:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T13:21:12.049-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFK6fcqN3pI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/bkrkgYI51go/s1600-h/P1010093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211432768253058706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFK6fcqN3pI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/bkrkgYI51go/s400/P1010093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFK6fkMsOcI/AAAAAAAAAVY/XGAXdU7zdws/s1600-h/P1010050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211432770276702658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFK6fkMsOcI/AAAAAAAAAVY/XGAXdU7zdws/s400/P1010050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/32079834-5030308715190859532?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/5030308715190859532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=5030308715190859532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5030308715190859532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5030308715190859532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/birthday-boy.html' title='Birthday Boy!'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFK6fcqN3pI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/bkrkgYI51go/s72-c/P1010093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-9170703304653321447</id><published>2008-06-13T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T13:17:20.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Limbo Champion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFK5dRKeyDI/AAAAAAAAAVI/RTej1cSGFMg/s1600-h/P1010075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211431631295793202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFK5dRKeyDI/AAAAAAAAAVI/RTej1cSGFMg/s400/P1010075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That boy can&lt;em&gt; limbo&lt;/em&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/32079834-9170703304653321447?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/9170703304653321447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=9170703304653321447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/9170703304653321447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/9170703304653321447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/limbo-champion.html' title='Limbo Champion'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFK5dRKeyDI/AAAAAAAAAVI/RTej1cSGFMg/s72-c/P1010075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-1509034969291369290</id><published>2008-06-13T13:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T13:14:23.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crab Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFK4ThZeR4I/AAAAAAAAAVA/EslC2EI4ATQ/s1600-h/P1010044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211430364343322498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFK4ThZeR4I/AAAAAAAAAVA/EslC2EI4ATQ/s400/P1010044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cutest thing the whole night was watching everyone warm up for the "Crab Race".  Our backyard suddenly looked like a beach with all sorts of crabs crawling around.&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/32079834-1509034969291369290?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/1509034969291369290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=1509034969291369290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1509034969291369290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1509034969291369290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/crab-walk.html' title='The Crab Walk'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFK4ThZeR4I/AAAAAAAAAVA/EslC2EI4ATQ/s72-c/P1010044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-3670600657697569580</id><published>2008-06-13T09:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T10:04:33.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunflower Seed Spitting Contest - Event #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFKL2jA0TFI/AAAAAAAAAUY/sV5RhEwUonI/s1600-h/P1010036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211381488048950354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFKL2jA0TFI/AAAAAAAAAUY/sV5RhEwUonI/s320/P1010036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFKL3GpyOwI/AAAAAAAAAUg/428MqfQNzcc/s1600-h/P1010035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211381497616022274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFKL3GpyOwI/AAAAAAAAAUg/428MqfQNzcc/s320/P1010035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFKL3XKY3MI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZB2rIiBLy5I/s1600-h/P1010040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211381502047739074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFKL3XKY3MI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZB2rIiBLy5I/s320/P1010040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFKL3w9_5UI/AAAAAAAAAUw/xlldMh-aPoI/s1600-h/P1010039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211381508975093058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFKL3w9_5UI/AAAAAAAAAUw/xlldMh-aPoI/s320/P1010039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jonathan was the big winner of this event, shooting one fourteen feet. Very impressive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-3670600657697569580?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/3670600657697569580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=3670600657697569580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3670600657697569580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3670600657697569580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunflower-seed-spitting-contest-event-4.html' title='Sunflower Seed Spitting Contest - Event #4'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFKL2jA0TFI/AAAAAAAAAUY/sV5RhEwUonI/s72-c/P1010036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-8985911418210486915</id><published>2008-06-13T09:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T09:52:58.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>22 Playing Pickle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFKJnEv2HOI/AAAAAAAAAUA/rumYediAhYQ/s1600-h/P1010001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211379023203409122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFKJnEv2HOI/AAAAAAAAAUA/rumYediAhYQ/s400/P1010001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFKJn242LRI/AAAAAAAAAUI/5kmC6-nQZi0/s1600-h/P1010002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211379036662934802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFKJn242LRI/AAAAAAAAAUI/5kmC6-nQZi0/s400/P1010002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFKJoW6yipI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/H5zf0uiu71g/s1600-h/P1010006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211379045261019794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFKJoW6yipI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/H5zf0uiu71g/s400/P1010006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Event #2 at the Smith Olympics on Wednesday night was "pickle". There were several collisions but only one major injury, the birthday boy. Amazingly enough, he healed in time for 'capture the flag'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-8985911418210486915?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/8985911418210486915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=8985911418210486915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8985911418210486915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8985911418210486915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/22-playing-pickle.html' title='22 Playing Pickle'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SFKJnEv2HOI/AAAAAAAAAUA/rumYediAhYQ/s72-c/P1010001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-6220680666998291055</id><published>2008-06-10T17:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T18:02:57.474-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 12 of Summer Va-Cay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE8H5-bVG9I/AAAAAAAAATo/NSszQY3FJnU/s1600-h/P1000023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210391986482518994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE8H5-bVG9I/AAAAAAAAATo/NSszQY3FJnU/s400/P1000023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE8H8Kzr9yI/AAAAAAAAATw/HVDENi7PTtM/s1600-h/P1000025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210392024165644066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE8H8Kzr9yI/AAAAAAAAATw/HVDENi7PTtM/s400/P1000025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE8H9EDQuOI/AAAAAAAAAT4/HjTTaPivMQw/s1600-h/P1000026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210392039531788514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE8H9EDQuOI/AAAAAAAAAT4/HjTTaPivMQw/s400/P1000026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we headed to the pool with our buddies Sam and Alexander. It was a &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt; day at the &lt;em&gt;pool&lt;/em&gt;. Very hot and not a cloud in the sky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-6220680666998291055?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/6220680666998291055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=6220680666998291055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6220680666998291055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6220680666998291055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-12-of-summer-va-cay.html' title='Day 12 of Summer Va-Cay'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE8H5-bVG9I/AAAAAAAAATo/NSszQY3FJnU/s72-c/P1000023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-3755261560970177134</id><published>2008-06-10T11:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T11:28:51.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Young Indiana Jones - Times Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE6rNLhQKHI/AAAAAAAAATY/wtZbH2CTW8U/s1600-h/P1000006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210290061833152626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE6rNLhQKHI/AAAAAAAAATY/wtZbH2CTW8U/s400/P1000006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE6rNS0izkI/AAAAAAAAATg/OEN7M0amsOs/s1600-h/P1000007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210290063793114690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE6rNS0izkI/AAAAAAAAATg/OEN7M0amsOs/s400/P1000007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are Pete and Sean demonstrating their Indiana Jones talents last evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-3755261560970177134?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/3755261560970177134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=3755261560970177134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3755261560970177134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3755261560970177134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/young-indiana-jones-times-two.html' title='Young Indiana Jones - Times Two'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE6rNLhQKHI/AAAAAAAAATY/wtZbH2CTW8U/s72-c/P1000006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-4507082653083176429</id><published>2008-06-10T11:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T11:24:28.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Table for 12, please</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE6pYrjpVUI/AAAAAAAAAS4/m4NFUfQC6i8/s1600-h/P1000003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210288060388431170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE6pYrjpVUI/AAAAAAAAAS4/m4NFUfQC6i8/s400/P1000003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE6pZIgG1CI/AAAAAAAAATA/Qhn4Gy4xagc/s1600-h/P1000004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210288068158215202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE6pZIgG1CI/AAAAAAAAATA/Qhn4Gy4xagc/s400/P1000004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE6pZXaH8JI/AAAAAAAAATI/N4pZYJtzQPA/s1600-h/P1000013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210288072159654034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE6pZXaH8JI/AAAAAAAAATI/N4pZYJtzQPA/s400/P1000013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE6pZu2io1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/fj_Os3iqqOo/s1600-h/P1000009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210288078452859730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE6pZu2io1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/fj_Os3iqqOo/s400/P1000009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Birthday dinner. Margaritas. Cheese. And Sam. And the Korenaks. Followed by cake comas at our house. What more could a girl want?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-4507082653083176429?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/4507082653083176429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=4507082653083176429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/4507082653083176429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/4507082653083176429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/table-for-12-please.html' title='Table for 12, please'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE6pYrjpVUI/AAAAAAAAAS4/m4NFUfQC6i8/s72-c/P1000003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-5302610544116112440</id><published>2008-06-10T11:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T11:13:09.049-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 11:   Best. Day. Ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE6n1whHdII/AAAAAAAAASw/mwXrkXwSnng/s1600-h/DSC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210286360912950402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE6n1whHdII/AAAAAAAAASw/mwXrkXwSnng/s400/DSC00076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I spent my 40th birthday getting ready for Ian's big party tomorrow night (the Smith Summer Olympics), going putt-putt golfing and seeing the movie "Ironman" again. Yes, it sounds like my day was planned by a bunch of grade school boys. And it was! As Mimi said, "what better way to spend your 40th birthday than with your kids."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a wonderful, fabulous day and I'm hoping to be graced with at least 40 more years on this beautiful Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Special shout-out to Tom for making me cry with his sweet email.  But you'll always be my dorky brother, no matter how cute you turn out.  ;-)&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/32079834-5302610544116112440?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/5302610544116112440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=5302610544116112440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5302610544116112440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5302610544116112440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-11-best-day-ever.html' title='Day 11:   Best. Day. Ever.'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SE6n1whHdII/AAAAAAAAASw/mwXrkXwSnng/s72-c/DSC00076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-5884174009928142182</id><published>2008-06-08T21:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T21:30:25.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10 - Scoring a birthday dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEyVswRmxJI/AAAAAAAAASg/VQNm7dtXKJM/s1600-h/IMGP1799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209703465066349714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEyVswRmxJI/AAAAAAAAASg/VQNm7dtXKJM/s400/IMGP1799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEyVt-Wx2QI/AAAAAAAAASo/1yrlED2RDEE/s1600-h/IMGP1800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209703486026012930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEyVt-Wx2QI/AAAAAAAAASo/1yrlED2RDEE/s400/IMGP1800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, Mom and Dad fixed a wonderful birthday dinner for me tonight!! Grilled burgers with a fabulous "happy hour" beforehand. Very, very excited about my birthday tomorrow! And the boys were excited about the chocolate cake that Grandma made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-5884174009928142182?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/5884174009928142182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=5884174009928142182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5884174009928142182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5884174009928142182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-10-scoring-birthday-dinner.html' title='Day 10 - Scoring a birthday dinner'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEyVswRmxJI/AAAAAAAAASg/VQNm7dtXKJM/s72-c/IMGP1799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-5412787199881303092</id><published>2008-06-08T21:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T21:26:56.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8 in Edwardsville</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEyU3UEz2vI/AAAAAAAAASY/lTDvcIY3s6E/s1600-h/IMGP1796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209702546963421938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEyU3UEz2vI/AAAAAAAAASY/lTDvcIY3s6E/s400/IMGP1796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday we went to Grandma and Grandpa's house to meet their new tenants, a family of birds who has just had babies. Sean painted this birdhouse for them three years ago, and each summer they have had a bird family take it over. Very sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-5412787199881303092?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/5412787199881303092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=5412787199881303092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5412787199881303092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5412787199881303092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-8-in-edwardsville.html' title='Day 8 in Edwardsville'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEyU3UEz2vI/AAAAAAAAASY/lTDvcIY3s6E/s72-c/IMGP1796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-3076391751327981733</id><published>2008-06-05T13:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T14:03:51.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7 in the strawberry patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEg3Pocq47I/AAAAAAAAARw/Mjy4RZN7C8A/s1600-h/IMGP1786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208473710749213618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEg3Pocq47I/AAAAAAAAARw/Mjy4RZN7C8A/s400/IMGP1786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEg3QIcq48I/AAAAAAAAAR4/lkZE4KHMg44/s1600-h/IMGP1787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208473719339148226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEg3QIcq48I/AAAAAAAAAR4/lkZE4KHMg44/s400/IMGP1787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEg3Qocq49I/AAAAAAAAASA/1EVMaDzFP-I/s1600-h/IMGP1789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208473727929082834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEg3Qocq49I/AAAAAAAAASA/1EVMaDzFP-I/s400/IMGP1789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEg3Q4cq4-I/AAAAAAAAASI/tDOfIM2tcow/s1600-h/IMGP1790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208473732224050146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEg3Q4cq4-I/AAAAAAAAASI/tDOfIM2tcow/s400/IMGP1790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEg3RIcq4_I/AAAAAAAAASQ/f4tS7mePiHc/s1600-h/IMGP1791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208473736519017458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEg3RIcq4_I/AAAAAAAAASQ/f4tS7mePiHc/s400/IMGP1791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had some guests on our "field trip" today: Pete, Jonathan and Baby Justin, whom we are calling "J Dog". He is the &lt;em&gt;best&lt;/em&gt; baby and didn't even complain when he ended up having lunch in the middle of the strawberry patch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the highlight for Justin was the ride home, when Pete pretended to be singing karaoke right in front of him, and Justin just giggled and giggled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack was the most particular about the strawberries today and only ended up collecting about 20 of them. Sean and Pete were like migrant workers and Jonathan and Ian (I think) surprised themselves by having fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really, really fun out there today!! I &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; all these boys!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-3076391751327981733?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/3076391751327981733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=3076391751327981733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3076391751327981733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3076391751327981733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-7-in-strawberry-patch.html' title='Day 7 in the strawberry patch'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEg3Pocq47I/AAAAAAAAARw/Mjy4RZN7C8A/s72-c/IMGP1786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-6619381804264355076</id><published>2008-06-04T19:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T19:55:49.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6 - in a pickle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEc5d7qX1LI/AAAAAAAAARo/fDv5w3HpNoI/s1600-h/IMGP1785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208194680471671986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEc5d7qX1LI/AAAAAAAAARo/fDv5w3HpNoI/s400/IMGP1785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Growing up, we always called it "pickle", you know.....getting caught in between two bases? Well in St Louis, it's called "hotbox". And we are constantly reminded that there is no "pickle" west of the Mississippi River. (That is the apparent boundary between "pickle" and "hotbox".) This is worse than a blue-state, red-state rivalry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, our buddy Jonathan today became an honorary Smith because right before dinner, he said "We should play pickle." I couldn't believe it! Jonathan is a Missouri boy and he actually called it by the right name. So, he gets a photo posted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We won't be going to the pool tomorrow....."mother of the year" did a terrible job sunscreening Jack and he'll be paying the price for a few days. His skin is so different from his brothers...you'd think after nine summers with the boy I would remember this. Sorry, Jack!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-6619381804264355076?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/6619381804264355076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=6619381804264355076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6619381804264355076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6619381804264355076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-6-in-pickle.html' title='Day 6 - in a pickle'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEc5d7qX1LI/AAAAAAAAARo/fDv5w3HpNoI/s72-c/IMGP1785.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-7969773689258873952</id><published>2008-06-03T18:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:38:18.987-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Vacation - Day Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEXV0rqX1KI/AAAAAAAAARg/S5Onft3_n_o/s1600-h/IMGP1784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207803645174207650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEXV0rqX1KI/AAAAAAAAARg/S5Onft3_n_o/s400/IMGP1784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day Five saw us drive to Cape Girardeau to have Uncle Alan check our eyes. Sean and Jack both emerged with new specs, and Sean looked SO much like Jack tonight at his baseball practice that I had to take a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack is counting down the years until he can have Lasik surgery, and Sean is thrilled to have glasses. On the way home from Cape, he said "Mom! The trees have leaves!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-7969773689258873952?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/7969773689258873952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=7969773689258873952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7969773689258873952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7969773689258873952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-vacation-day-five.html' title='Summer Vacation - Day Five'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEXV0rqX1KI/AAAAAAAAARg/S5Onft3_n_o/s72-c/IMGP1784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-140862607839990895</id><published>2008-06-03T08:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:19:51.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Might Be a Redneck If....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEVN-rqX1JI/AAAAAAAAARY/giMZEtMuwGc/s1600-h/IMGP1778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207654283391521938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEVN-rqX1JI/AAAAAAAAARY/giMZEtMuwGc/s400/IMGP1778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you take a photo of the dessert cart as it gets wheeled in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-140862607839990895?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/140862607839990895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=140862607839990895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/140862607839990895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/140862607839990895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-might-be-redneck-if.html' title='You Might Be a Redneck If....'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEVN-rqX1JI/AAAAAAAAARY/giMZEtMuwGc/s72-c/IMGP1778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-295964156802646258</id><published>2008-06-03T08:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T08:54:22.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overheard yesterday</title><content type='html'>"I really don't think you should throw that into the ceiling fan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom wouldn't make a very good pirate."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ian, you only want to be a Marine so you can get a Purple Heart license plate and park close to grocery stores."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-295964156802646258?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/295964156802646258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=295964156802646258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/295964156802646258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/295964156802646258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/overheard-yesterday.html' title='Overheard yesterday'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-2686087814162464991</id><published>2008-06-03T08:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T08:53:19.949-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Va-Cay, Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEVLM7qX1HI/AAAAAAAAARI/hg-6KhJWa6A/s1600-h/IMGP1773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207651229669774450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEVLM7qX1HI/AAAAAAAAARI/hg-6KhJWa6A/s400/IMGP1773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEVLN7qX1II/AAAAAAAAARQ/6A8xT0fbx0I/s1600-h/IMGP1774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207651246849643650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEVLN7qX1II/AAAAAAAAARQ/6A8xT0fbx0I/s400/IMGP1774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, one rule of the Smith Household is that if Nichole ever calls around 5:30pm on a game night, you run to the phone. Last night was no exception, as Nichole offered us five tickets to an open luxury suite right behind home plate. All it took was the phrase "all you can eat" to Jack and even HE was willing to leave the house. Add in the open bar and dessert cart and needless to say we all had a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the Cards lost, but really......that wasn't the point of the evening now, was it???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-2686087814162464991?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/2686087814162464991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=2686087814162464991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2686087814162464991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2686087814162464991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-va-cay-day-4.html' title='Summer Va-Cay, Day 4'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEVLM7qX1HI/AAAAAAAAARI/hg-6KhJWa6A/s72-c/IMGP1773.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-4941140177547935724</id><published>2008-06-01T16:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T16:18:39.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Norm Would Be Proud</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMSJrqX1FI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/R4j2bgtn720/s1600-h/IMGP1758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207025551718995026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMSJrqX1FI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/R4j2bgtn720/s400/IMGP1758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't he always say that we should take time in life to smell the roses? Well, here Pete heeds his advice at the Missouri Botanical Garden on Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-4941140177547935724?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/4941140177547935724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=4941140177547935724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/4941140177547935724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/4941140177547935724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/norm-would-be-proud.html' title='Norm Would Be Proud'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMSJrqX1FI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/R4j2bgtn720/s72-c/IMGP1758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-1351458511281037671</id><published>2008-06-01T15:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T15:25:37.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks, Coach Andy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMFqLqX1DI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Fs7cgqZgkDo/s1600-h/P1015421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207011816413582386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMFqLqX1DI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Fs7cgqZgkDo/s400/P1015421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a photo of Ian's flag football team, courtesy of my pal Diane. Aren't these boys all so cute? They had a great season and lots of fun. And our coach, Andy, was just a peach. Now they're all off to tackle something new......tackle football!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-1351458511281037671?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/1351458511281037671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=1351458511281037671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1351458511281037671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1351458511281037671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/thanks-coach-andy.html' title='Thanks, Coach Andy!'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMFqLqX1DI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Fs7cgqZgkDo/s72-c/P1015421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-5089938608647862100</id><published>2008-06-01T15:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T15:23:22.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Strike a Pose, there's nothing to it:  VOGUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMFHLqX1AI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/RYn42--JcIc/s1600-h/IMGP1769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207011215118160898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMFHLqX1AI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/RYn42--JcIc/s320/IMGP1769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMFHrqX1BI/AAAAAAAAAQY/cJPCQSAATo0/s1600-h/IMGP1770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207011223708095506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMFHrqX1BI/AAAAAAAAAQY/cJPCQSAATo0/s320/IMGP1770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMFH7qX1CI/AAAAAAAAAQg/l9Vic8Qv2Yg/s1600-h/IMGP1771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207011228003062818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMFH7qX1CI/AAAAAAAAAQg/l9Vic8Qv2Yg/s320/IMGP1771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the boys, striking a pose outside the Art Museum.....Day Three of Summer Va-Cay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-5089938608647862100?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/5089938608647862100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=5089938608647862100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5089938608647862100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5089938608647862100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/strike-pose-theres-nothing-to-it-vogue.html' title='Strike a Pose, there&apos;s nothing to it:  VOGUE'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMFHLqX1AI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/RYn42--JcIc/s72-c/IMGP1769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-5528046477241853489</id><published>2008-06-01T15:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T16:38:08.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Vacation - Day Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMEE7qX0_I/AAAAAAAAAQI/aj-tp2AdIQk/s1600-h/IMGP1767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207010076951827442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMEE7qX0_I/AAAAAAAAAQI/aj-tp2AdIQk/s400/IMGP1767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we hit the art museum today. I always like looking at the statue of Saint Louis, because I forget that he was a man and not just a place. A real person. Like Scott said, "and he was never ever here."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ian is in an archeology phase right now, so he really got into all the artifacts. And of course, we loved the mummies. What's not to love about mummies?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last time we were at the Art Museum, we set off the alarms twice.  This year, we made it through without attracting the attention of security.  Does that mean we're all growing up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-5528046477241853489?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/5528046477241853489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=5528046477241853489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5528046477241853489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5528046477241853489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-vacation-day-three.html' title='Summer Vacation - Day Three'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMEE7qX0_I/AAAAAAAAAQI/aj-tp2AdIQk/s72-c/IMGP1767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-8253614895807313065</id><published>2008-05-30T18:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T18:15:02.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer vacation - DAY 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SECJIbqX0-I/AAAAAAAAAQA/WT-LTpvGU-Q/s1600-h/IMGP1756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206311947197731810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SECJIbqX0-I/AAAAAAAAAQA/WT-LTpvGU-Q/s400/IMGP1756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, here we are at the Botanical Garden (or, "mechanical garden" as we like to call it.) It was a perfect day today, not too hot with a nice breeze. Pete joined us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-8253614895807313065?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/8253614895807313065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=8253614895807313065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8253614895807313065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8253614895807313065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/05/summer-vacation-day-1.html' title='Summer vacation - DAY 1'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SECJIbqX0-I/AAAAAAAAAQA/WT-LTpvGU-Q/s72-c/IMGP1756.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-5189222817878021160</id><published>2008-05-30T17:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T18:07:14.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hail of a Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SECGUrqX09I/AAAAAAAAAP4/oY-lm7XTKLw/s1600-h/IMGP1721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206308859116245970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SECGUrqX09I/AAAAAAAAAP4/oY-lm7XTKLw/s400/IMGP1721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One Thursday morning it was so LOUD here....turns out we had a wicked hail storm around 7:15am. Ian had a great time collecting some for posterity, and eating several of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-5189222817878021160?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/5189222817878021160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=5189222817878021160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5189222817878021160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5189222817878021160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/05/hail-of-storm.html' title='Hail of a Storm'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SECGUrqX09I/AAAAAAAAAP4/oY-lm7XTKLw/s72-c/IMGP1721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-1440892692771614550</id><published>2008-05-30T17:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T17:54:42.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pete and Sean's Birthday - 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SECFqrqX08I/AAAAAAAAAPw/L8nKBQk7c-w/s1600-h/IMGP1724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206308137561740226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SECFqrqX08I/AAAAAAAAAPw/L8nKBQk7c-w/s400/IMGP1724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, here are the buddies as they turn 7. This time, Julie and I chose a pizza place instead of a park, which turned out great because it rained the whole day. But their spirits were high as they downed pitchers and pitchers of Sprite and ate lots of pizza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-1440892692771614550?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/1440892692771614550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=1440892692771614550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1440892692771614550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1440892692771614550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/05/pete-and-seans-birthday-2008.html' title='Pete and Sean&apos;s Birthday - 2008'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SECFqrqX08I/AAAAAAAAAPw/L8nKBQk7c-w/s72-c/IMGP1724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-5967487064611276469</id><published>2008-02-22T10:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T10:39:52.682-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrestling with Strangers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/R776vQP6OeI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ij_ipOsKI2Y/s1600-h/P1132027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169845111990401506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/R776vQP6OeI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ij_ipOsKI2Y/s400/P1132027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/R776yAP6OfI/AAAAAAAAAPU/a7hoCWRqJMc/s1600-h/P1132029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169845159235041778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/R776yAP6OfI/AAAAAAAAAPU/a7hoCWRqJMc/s400/P1132029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I've taken quite a haitus from this little project I started. I'd like to say that it's because I have cleaned out all the closets. Or done two semesters worth of work. Or scrubbed all of the floors. Or filled the freezer with casseroles. None of these has happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead I've ended up teaching two classes at two different schools which is great fun and I've spent almost every daytime minute getting ready. Then in the evenings, when my real job starts, I've been driving kids around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ian started wrestling and he ended up absolutely loving it. I've seen Ian "wrestle" his whole life. But it was very, very uncomfortable watching Ian wrestle strangers. The season is over now but I couldn't resist posting a photo or two, courtesy of my friend Johnna and her fabulous camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-5967487064611276469?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/5967487064611276469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=5967487064611276469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5967487064611276469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5967487064611276469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/02/wrestling-with-strangers.html' title='Wrestling with Strangers'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/R776vQP6OeI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ij_ipOsKI2Y/s72-c/P1132027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-8206157074261861066</id><published>2007-12-03T08:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T08:09:47.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 New Year's Resolutions</title><content type='html'>#1)  Put the Christmas lights away in a fashion that will not have me using really, really bad language next December when I try to put up our lights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-8206157074261861066?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/8206157074261861066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=8206157074261861066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8206157074261861066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8206157074261861066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/12/2008-new-years-resolutions.html' title='2008 New Year&apos;s Resolutions'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-6810630907425533718</id><published>2007-12-02T17:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T17:08:55.595-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>I had an interesting moment at my "happy place" - the fabric store - on Thursday.  There was only one poor woman working when I was there, and the line at the checkout had about 15 women in it.&lt;br /&gt;You'd think with all the hustle and bustle of the holidays that we would have been stressed out about waiting.&lt;br /&gt;But it was strange.  We all chatted about what projects we were working on and what the fabrics were for....one woman was working on a quilt for a grandson and another was decorating the room of her mother's at a nursing home.  I think I was actually in line for about twenty minutes but it sure didn't seem that long.  We women were &lt;em&gt;building community&lt;/em&gt; there in that line.....business cards were exchanged along with sewing tips and craft ideas.  Someone mentioned how different it would be if it was a long line of men at Home Depot.   The result would have probably been very different.  Maybe not.  Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I left the store I thought to myself "that sure was neat."   The Jesuit John Foley writes about waiting this week, in celebration of advent starting.  "We project our minds forward to the many things we have on our list besides wasting time doing nothing standing in line.  but is ther really nothing interesting to interest us as we wait in mundane situations?  In the present moment, hundreds of real and God-filled objects are all around you.  If you stay in the present you will find subtle and obvious beauty all around you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like fabric!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-6810630907425533718?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/6810630907425533718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=6810630907425533718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6810630907425533718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6810630907425533718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/12/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-1028060058877757112</id><published>2007-12-02T16:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T16:56:17.531-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lego Nativity Scene</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/R1M3k4488WI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Rb6aAgAD6V4/s1600-R/IMGP1614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139512706645946722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/R1M3k4488WI/AAAAAAAAAO8/bKcy6xFD9MM/s400/IMGP1614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/R1M3lY488XI/AAAAAAAAAPE/AKwNfTZBJdg/s1600-R/IMGP1616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139512715235881330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/R1M3lY488XI/AAAAAAAAAPE/RQW_Rwrt3Fk/s400/IMGP1616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack and I worked very hard today building a Lego Nativity Scene.  We had several nativity sets displayed in the basement, but it just didn't seem logical that there were no Legos.  This is the Smith house afterall, so there needed to be Legos.&lt;br /&gt;Jack worked very hard on the crib and the sheep.  I insisted that Mary wear blue.  And Jack thought of the perfect final touch - the shepherd's staff.  Do you think anyone will notice that Joseph is wearing part of a Jedi knight robe?&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/32079834-1028060058877757112?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/1028060058877757112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=1028060058877757112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1028060058877757112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1028060058877757112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/12/lego-nativity-scene.html' title='Lego Nativity Scene'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/R1M3k4488WI/AAAAAAAAAO8/bKcy6xFD9MM/s72-c/IMGP1614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-8811661814695759276</id><published>2007-12-02T16:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T16:57:21.038-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Times at the City Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/R1M2nY488SI/AAAAAAAAAOc/c-t-AEOnn0g/s1600-R/IMGP1608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139511650083991842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/R1M2nY488SI/AAAAAAAAAOc/EnUaLXcj-6I/s320/IMGP1608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/R1M2n4488TI/AAAAAAAAAOk/amW-C06rAUI/s1600-R/IMGP1610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139511658673926450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/R1M2n4488TI/AAAAAAAAAOk/918t0T7uaLY/s320/IMGP1610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/R1M2oI488UI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wy3x78aXmfk/s1600-R/IMGP1613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139511662968893762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/R1M2oI488UI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wweqeiSKTAg/s320/IMGP1613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/R1M2o4488VI/AAAAAAAAAO0/gHvy09u7ck8/s1600-R/IMGP1611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139511675853795666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/R1M2o4488VI/AAAAAAAAAO0/jEOVCswyL0E/s320/IMGP1611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a great time at the City Museum with Tom, Tanner, Blake and Drew. Not sure what to call this big climbing contraption outside......maybe the "Make Kids Tired-a-tron" or some sort of "Human Habitrail". It was so nice to see the boys have some cousins to hang out with. That just doesn't happen often enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad they were old enough to crawl through all the tubes.  Tubes in the sky, tubes in the ceiling, tubes in the floor.....it freaked me out just to watch it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-8811661814695759276?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/8811661814695759276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=8811661814695759276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8811661814695759276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8811661814695759276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/12/we-had-such-great-time-at-city-museum.html' title='Great Times at the City Museum'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/R1M2nY488SI/AAAAAAAAAOc/EnUaLXcj-6I/s72-c/IMGP1608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-1208380434440027573</id><published>2007-11-13T15:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T15:58:10.928-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ian and Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rzod3-iXSLI/AAAAAAAAAOU/NJ2IQAyxobo/s1600-h/IMGP1599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132447572859242674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rzod3-iXSLI/AAAAAAAAAOU/NJ2IQAyxobo/s400/IMGP1599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night was the Patriotic Music Concert at the Lindbergh Auditorium and Ian was one of the fifth graders chosen to read a poem about the flag. When he came out in his dressy clothes, I wasn't quite sure who he was! Where was my baby boy? He's been replaced by a young man obsessed with hair gel who wants to wear cologne. God help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-1208380434440027573?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/1208380434440027573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=1208380434440027573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1208380434440027573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1208380434440027573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/11/ian-and-grandma.html' title='Ian and Grandma'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rzod3-iXSLI/AAAAAAAAAOU/NJ2IQAyxobo/s72-c/IMGP1599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-7827250908065934721</id><published>2007-11-13T13:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T15:55:16.269-06:00</updated><title type='text'>November in Missouri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RzodEeiXSJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/gg5cfAkxyYA/s1600-h/IMGP1600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132446688095979666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RzodEeiXSJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/gg5cfAkxyYA/s400/IMGP1600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RzodFuiXSKI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Z2ZuNqjCeo0/s1600-h/IMGP1601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132446709570816162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RzodFuiXSKI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Z2ZuNqjCeo0/s400/IMGP1601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so Hawaii has jungles and loads of beautiful vegetation and amazing flowers. But even Hawaii doesn't have bright red and orange leaves like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-7827250908065934721?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/7827250908065934721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=7827250908065934721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7827250908065934721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7827250908065934721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/11/november-in-missouri.html' title='November in Missouri'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RzodEeiXSJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/gg5cfAkxyYA/s72-c/IMGP1600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-4043187599737208156</id><published>2007-11-13T13:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T13:27:00.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Veteran's Day with Grandpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rzn6ZeiXSHI/AAAAAAAAAN4/IQVkXCrqqwE/s1600-h/IMGP1598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132408565966260338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rzn6ZeiXSHI/AAAAAAAAAN4/IQVkXCrqqwE/s400/IMGP1598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the boys with Grandpa at Kennerly's Veteran's Day Assembly on Thursday. Each one took a turn with the microphone and introduced themselves, and then Ian introduced Norm. Needless to say, Sean needed no microphone! &lt;em&gt;Everyone&lt;/em&gt; in the gym knew who &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; was!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were all very proud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-4043187599737208156?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/4043187599737208156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=4043187599737208156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/4043187599737208156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/4043187599737208156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/11/veterans-day-with-grandpa.html' title='Veteran&apos;s Day with Grandpa'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rzn6ZeiXSHI/AAAAAAAAAN4/IQVkXCrqqwE/s72-c/IMGP1598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-1110224729570072265</id><published>2007-11-13T13:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T13:13:50.739-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with David</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rzn3JOiXSEI/AAAAAAAAANg/aAi33A6h9d8/s1600-h/IMGP1581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132404988258502722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rzn3JOiXSEI/AAAAAAAAANg/aAi33A6h9d8/s400/IMGP1581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rzn3JuiXSFI/AAAAAAAAANo/s-kkg76FiHQ/s1600-h/IMGP1584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132404996848437330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rzn3JuiXSFI/AAAAAAAAANo/s-kkg76FiHQ/s400/IMGP1584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rzn3KeiXSGI/AAAAAAAAANw/9Cv691MrOw4/s1600-h/IMGP1586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132405009733339234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rzn3KeiXSGI/AAAAAAAAANw/9Cv691MrOw4/s400/IMGP1586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend we babysat for our little buddies David and Evan. Ian didn't give David a moment's peace, and Evan was so busy chasing Jack and Sean that I didn't even get a picture of him! So here's Ian and David (with the remote control!) and then Jack and Ian showing David the joys of the "pots and pans cabinet" for some percussion. It was great fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-1110224729570072265?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/1110224729570072265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=1110224729570072265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1110224729570072265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1110224729570072265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/11/fun-with-david.html' title='Fun with David'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rzn3JOiXSEI/AAAAAAAAANg/aAi33A6h9d8/s72-c/IMGP1581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-7744677812076605845</id><published>2007-10-31T20:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T20:34:15.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Frenzy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rykps5OFpmI/AAAAAAAAANI/ShwN3sVVhjo/s1600-h/coke.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127675501988914786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rykps5OFpmI/AAAAAAAAANI/ShwN3sVVhjo/s400/coke.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RykpuZOFpnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/USDTAPLt9hE/s1600-h/pizza.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127675527758718578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RykpuZOFpnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/USDTAPLt9hE/s400/pizza.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RykpupOFpoI/AAAAAAAAANY/LQIcu3usuzA/s1600-h/IMGP1580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127675532053685890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RykpupOFpoI/AAAAAAAAANY/LQIcu3usuzA/s400/IMGP1580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RyknJJOFpfI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/gp96sEM_dYE/s1600-h/coke.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two rules at the Smith House for Halloween:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#1) Have Fun&lt;br /&gt;#2) Share all Rolos and banana Laffy Taffy with your mother.&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/32079834-7744677812076605845?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/7744677812076605845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=7744677812076605845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7744677812076605845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7744677812076605845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween-frenzy.html' title='Halloween Frenzy'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rykps5OFpmI/AAAAAAAAANI/ShwN3sVVhjo/s72-c/coke.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-97774450761293115</id><published>2007-10-31T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T10:59:23.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Little Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RyiRT3IK1vI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_UE3egaMV8g/s1600-h/IMGP1577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127507946163066610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RyiRT3IK1vI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_UE3egaMV8g/s400/IMGP1577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night was pumpkin carving at the Smith House.  They all designed happy, smiling pumpkins which immediately were lit and placed on the fireplace to get them ready for their big night out tonight.&lt;br /&gt;While the boys were digging the seeds out of their pumpkins and I was fixing dinner, the house was filled with chatter and laughter.  I had a sudden thought and looked around my home.  &lt;em&gt;I am living the dream&lt;/em&gt;.  When I was little and thought about being an adult, this was the dream I had for myself.  A great husband, fun kiddos, cute dog, cozy house.  Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any contemplative gratitude will be quickly replaced with desperation as I attempt to help with the 5th grade halloween party today at school.  Where did I put that Advil??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RyiNmXIK1uI/AAAAAAAAAMA/GGh0GJ2X61E/s1600-h/IMGP1577.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/32079834-97774450761293115?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/97774450761293115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=97774450761293115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/97774450761293115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/97774450761293115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/10/three-little-pumpkins.html' title='Three Little Pumpkins'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RyiRT3IK1vI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_UE3egaMV8g/s72-c/IMGP1577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-5798169503622731638</id><published>2007-10-10T19:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T19:05:06.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnival of the Pants - Results Show</title><content type='html'>It took one hour and twenty minutes.  I was sweating by the time we were finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would have been much easier if the boys were all built the same way.  Unfortunately there is a large pile of pants that are too small for Ian ("Mr Beefy") but still too big for Jack ("Mr Bone-y").  Now I just have to remember where I put that pile for next year....in case Jack decides to start eating between now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final tally:&lt;br /&gt;Ian - 6 pair that fit&lt;br /&gt;Jack - 3 pair that fit&lt;br /&gt;Sean - 17 pair that fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think - at least in this case - it's good to be the youngest in the house!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-5798169503622731638?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/5798169503622731638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=5798169503622731638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5798169503622731638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5798169503622731638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/10/carnival-of-pants-results-show.html' title='Carnival of the Pants - Results Show'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-2466317652010319835</id><published>2007-10-09T15:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T15:57:41.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Math Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RwvrKw2etCI/AAAAAAAAALw/vkPkb8Dm1Ow/s1600-h/IMGP1575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119443971581326370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RwvrKw2etCI/AAAAAAAAALw/vkPkb8Dm1Ow/s400/IMGP1575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just look at this handsome Jack working on his math!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-2466317652010319835?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/2466317652010319835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=2466317652010319835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2466317652010319835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2466317652010319835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/10/math-love.html' title='Math Love'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RwvrKw2etCI/AAAAAAAAALw/vkPkb8Dm1Ow/s72-c/IMGP1575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-3135191882970482957</id><published>2007-10-09T15:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T15:55:12.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Carnival of the Pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rwvqhw2etBI/AAAAAAAAALo/PN5AKgmcudU/s1600-h/IMGP1574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119443267206689810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rwvqhw2etBI/AAAAAAAAALo/PN5AKgmcudU/s400/IMGP1574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight at the Smith house it is time for the "Carnival of the Pants". Not be confused with the "Carnival of the Shorts", which takes place in the spring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight involves each boy trying on every single pair of pants in the house. Then the pants are placed in piles and then washed. There's usually five piles: one for each Smith, a pile for giveaways, and a pile that should never, ever see the light of day again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a different feeling pulling out all the pants, especially when it's still 90 degrees. Pulling out all the dusty jeans gets me thinking about Saturdays, sweatshirts, the smell of leaves and the taste of chili. I've been mourning summer for weeks now....maybe fall won't be so bad after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-3135191882970482957?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/3135191882970482957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=3135191882970482957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3135191882970482957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3135191882970482957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/10/carnival-of-pants.html' title='The Carnival of the Pants'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rwvqhw2etBI/AAAAAAAAALo/PN5AKgmcudU/s72-c/IMGP1574.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-1923907566758715277</id><published>2007-09-27T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T11:27:33.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RvvZKA2etAI/AAAAAAAAALg/zZFrGQx-VKQ/s1600-h/IMGP1466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114920567859753986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RvvZKA2etAI/AAAAAAAAALg/zZFrGQx-VKQ/s400/IMGP1466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The end of August/beginning of September was all about getting ready for our Hawaii trip.  Now it seems that the end of September is still about recovery.   The physical recovery was not a big deal compared to the emotional recovery....I think it's safe to say that I have been in a 'funk' since we got back on the 15th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Absolutely the greatest week of my life.  Ever.  And I think even the boys "got" the magnitude of the trip.  Here they are, overlooking Haunama Bay where we went snorkeling the Thursday of our trip.  It was difficult to pick ONE photo from the 258 that I took to post here.  I'm sure there will be others!  Aloha and Mahalo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-1923907566758715277?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/1923907566758715277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=1923907566758715277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1923907566758715277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1923907566758715277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/09/end-of-augustbeginning-of-september-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RvvZKA2etAI/AAAAAAAAALg/zZFrGQx-VKQ/s72-c/IMGP1466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-2631018254899698442</id><published>2007-08-22T18:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T18:33:47.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shakes for Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RszHwmY3aJI/AAAAAAAAALQ/csxv1eKeShc/s1600-h/IMGP1288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101672115656419474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RszHwmY3aJI/AAAAAAAAALQ/csxv1eKeShc/s400/IMGP1288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if I had told them "Boys, I know it's 100 degrees outside, but I want you to move furniture outside and sit in the hot sun on our black asphalt and sell chocolate shakes to people as they drive by", I would be reported to DCFS. I realize this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But somehow, since it was their idea, they were so excited and working together so well, it was almost cute. They did the signs, Jack took the orders, Sean took the money....and I made the milkshakes. Sean lasted MUCH longer than his brothers (there's that determination again...) but after awhile even he decided it was too hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They made four dollars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-2631018254899698442?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/2631018254899698442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=2631018254899698442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2631018254899698442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2631018254899698442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/08/shakes-for-sale.html' title='Shakes for Sale'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RszHwmY3aJI/AAAAAAAAALQ/csxv1eKeShc/s72-c/IMGP1288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-8743434729952902236</id><published>2007-08-22T18:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T18:29:29.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RszGzWY3aII/AAAAAAAAALI/RZnjp8sdTQA/s1600-h/IMGP1287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101671063389431938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RszGzWY3aII/AAAAAAAAALI/RZnjp8sdTQA/s400/IMGP1287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning as I was giving them their blessing I actually teared up. Where have the years gone? Will I really be dancing at their wedding receptions before I realize it? (Note to self: start praying that at least ONE of my daughters-in-law will like me. Just. One.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here we are, ready for 5th, 3rd and 1st grades. Ian got up at 6:10am, Sean said "This is going to be the greatest day of my life!" and even Jack was pumped. May they always be this enthusiastic about things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And may my body re-learn....quickly....how to wake up at 6:30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-8743434729952902236?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/8743434729952902236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=8743434729952902236&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8743434729952902236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8743434729952902236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RszGzWY3aII/AAAAAAAAALI/RZnjp8sdTQA/s72-c/IMGP1287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-4786971247675116493</id><published>2007-08-02T14:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T14:15:28.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy Sitting Miss Lucy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RrItQcoCVLI/AAAAAAAAALA/mBKZGfHtj04/s1600-h/IMGP1271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094183889094726834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RrItQcoCVLI/AAAAAAAAALA/mBKZGfHtj04/s400/IMGP1271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RrIsY8oCVII/AAAAAAAAAKo/zdlWhRs2wfU/s1600-h/IMGP1271.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RrIsZcoCVJI/AAAAAAAAAKw/jtnvT7bycbs/s1600-h/IMGP1272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094182944201921682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RrIsZcoCVJI/AAAAAAAAAKw/jtnvT7bycbs/s400/IMGP1272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RrIsZ8oCVKI/AAAAAAAAAK4/VWw4u4w_l9k/s1600-h/IMGP1273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094182952791856290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RrIsZ8oCVKI/AAAAAAAAAK4/VWw4u4w_l9k/s400/IMGP1273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss Lucy Dibble is spending the week with us and we are giddy about it. She is a sweet little puppy and Sophie loves to play with her. I realized last night that Lucy would only be with us three more nights and it made me sad! Here are some pics to show how much the boys love Lucy.&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/32079834-4786971247675116493?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/4786971247675116493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=4786971247675116493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/4786971247675116493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/4786971247675116493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/08/puppy-sitting-miss-lucy.html' title='Puppy Sitting Miss Lucy'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RrItQcoCVLI/AAAAAAAAALA/mBKZGfHtj04/s72-c/IMGP1271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-3928995816684876635</id><published>2007-07-27T11:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T11:20:21.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry Haze</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited that I have photos from our Chicago trip posted.  But I'm in such a laundry haze that I posted them in reverse order.....oh well!  Special thanks to Mimi and Don for hosting us and to Matt for enduring us.  It was a wonderful couple of days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-3928995816684876635?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/3928995816684876635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=3928995816684876635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3928995816684876635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/3928995816684876635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/07/laundry-haze.html' title='Laundry Haze'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-7473250265618691492</id><published>2007-07-27T11:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T11:19:01.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Climbing on Tanks at Cantigny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rqoa7MoCVHI/AAAAAAAAAKg/GMEqu6nGlpo/s1600-h/IMGP1268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091911932999521394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rqoa7MoCVHI/AAAAAAAAAKg/GMEqu6nGlpo/s400/IMGP1268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anything better than climbing on tanks when you're a little boy? Nope. Unless you climb on tanks and then go to Portillo's afterwards to eat. The First Division Museum is SO neat. But I think the boys were only focused on the tanks yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-7473250265618691492?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/7473250265618691492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=7473250265618691492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7473250265618691492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/7473250265618691492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/07/climbing-on-tanks-at-cantigny.html' title='Climbing on Tanks at Cantigny'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/Rqoa7MoCVHI/AAAAAAAAAKg/GMEqu6nGlpo/s72-c/IMGP1268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-6113413040604912306</id><published>2007-07-27T11:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T11:16:22.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wiped Out after a Good Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoaSsoCVGI/AAAAAAAAAKY/58UFQXiEqlU/s1600-h/IMGP1266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091911237214819426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoaSsoCVGI/AAAAAAAAAKY/58UFQXiEqlU/s400/IMGP1266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was suddenly very, very quiet on the trolley back to the train station. Had the traffic stopped? Had the engine stopped? No. Sean had fallen asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-6113413040604912306?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/6113413040604912306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=6113413040604912306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6113413040604912306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6113413040604912306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/07/wiped-out-after-good-day.html' title='Wiped Out after a Good Day'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoaSsoCVGI/AAAAAAAAAKY/58UFQXiEqlU/s72-c/IMGP1266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-6210180280156125832</id><published>2007-07-27T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T11:12:58.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>94 Floors Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoZesoCVFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZdxyTeYKx14/s1600-h/Blog%2520skyline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091910343861621842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoZesoCVFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZdxyTeYKx14/s400/Blog%2520skyline.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Hancock Tower view was a little hazy on Wednesday but it was still fun to ride the fastest elevator in North America and look at all the pools on the roofs of buildings. And I only lost Sean one time!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-6210180280156125832?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/6210180280156125832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=6210180280156125832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6210180280156125832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/6210180280156125832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/07/94-floors-up.html' title='94 Floors Up'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoZesoCVFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZdxyTeYKx14/s72-c/Blog%2520skyline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-140235677422479639</id><published>2007-07-27T11:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T11:11:09.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lego Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoZDMoCVDI/AAAAAAAAAKA/JtUlLkuqGiI/s1600-h/IMGP1261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091909871415219250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoZDMoCVDI/AAAAAAAAAKA/JtUlLkuqGiI/s400/IMGP1261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoZD8oCVEI/AAAAAAAAAKI/5OqgLU6KdNw/s1600-h/IMGP1263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091909884300121154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoZD8oCVEI/AAAAAAAAAKI/5OqgLU6KdNw/s400/IMGP1263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't get in the way of a 8-year-old at the Lego store desperate to spend his First Communion money. It's a force to be reckoned with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-140235677422479639?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/140235677422479639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=140235677422479639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/140235677422479639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/140235677422479639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/07/lego-heaven.html' title='Lego Heaven'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoZDMoCVDI/AAAAAAAAAKA/JtUlLkuqGiI/s72-c/IMGP1261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-2057551603448416796</id><published>2007-07-27T11:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T11:07:59.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Millenium Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoYUsoCVBI/AAAAAAAAAJw/z6cf9SKbqsQ/s1600-h/IMGP1257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091909072551302162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoYUsoCVBI/AAAAAAAAAJw/z6cf9SKbqsQ/s400/IMGP1257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoYUsoCVCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/rL2c0WI36XI/s1600-h/cloud+gate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091909072551302178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoYUsoCVCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/rL2c0WI36XI/s400/cloud+gate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Officially, it's a sculpture called "Cloud Gate". But it's "THE BEAN". And we love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-2057551603448416796?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/2057551603448416796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=2057551603448416796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2057551603448416796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/2057551603448416796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/07/millenium-park.html' title='Millenium Park'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoYUsoCVBI/AAAAAAAAAJw/z6cf9SKbqsQ/s72-c/IMGP1257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-1261394242259440434</id><published>2007-07-27T10:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T11:03:13.897-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Afternoon with Sue.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoW_soCVAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/kbx985Nh5P0/s1600-h/IMGP1256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091907612262421506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoW_soCVAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/kbx985Nh5P0/s400/IMGP1256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met Sue the T-Rex on Wednesday afternoon at the Field Museum of Natural History.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-1261394242259440434?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/1261394242259440434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=1261394242259440434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1261394242259440434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/1261394242259440434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/07/afternoon-with-sue.html' title='Afternoon with Sue.....'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoW_soCVAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/kbx985Nh5P0/s72-c/IMGP1256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-695585744274411461</id><published>2007-07-27T10:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T10:46:28.991-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Made it downtown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoTLcoCU-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/Kcst8Jv3it8/s1600-h/IMGP1255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091903416079373282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoTLcoCU-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/Kcst8Jv3it8/s400/IMGP1255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the boys on the rail overlooking the Chicago river right as we came up out of Union Station. I should have waited until Jeff got there to include him in the picture!! Maybe I was worried that Gavin would get beaten up for wearing that shirt.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-695585744274411461?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/695585744274411461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=695585744274411461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/695585744274411461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/695585744274411461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/07/made-it-downtown.html' title='Made it downtown'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoTLcoCU-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/Kcst8Jv3it8/s72-c/IMGP1255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-8802132270069816481</id><published>2007-07-27T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T10:40:45.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not your average commuters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoR8coCU9I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Xj9YfbcEBjc/s1600-h/IMGP1254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091902058869707730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoR8coCU9I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Xj9YfbcEBjc/s400/IMGP1254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the boys on the top deck of the Metra train, heading downtown on Wednesday. And Sean only asked us "How many more minutes?" seventeen times. We dig the train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-8802132270069816481?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/8802132270069816481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=8802132270069816481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8802132270069816481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/8802132270069816481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/07/not-your-average-commuters.html' title='Not your average commuters'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoR8coCU9I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Xj9YfbcEBjc/s72-c/IMGP1254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-5368107905569043443</id><published>2007-07-27T10:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T11:23:15.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kudos to Gavin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoRDcoCU7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/5LXsOSL_D6Q/s1600-h/IMGP1251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091901079617164210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoRDcoCU7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/5LXsOSL_D6Q/s400/IMGP1251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoREcoCU8I/AAAAAAAAAJE/0jVk1AOOOc4/s1600-h/IMGP1252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091901096797033410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoREcoCU8I/AAAAAAAAAJE/0jVk1AOOOc4/s400/IMGP1252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;for suggesting that we do something on Tuesday night that we can't do in St. Louis. So that meant that we put off the batting cages and putt-putt in favor of going to IKEA. Is it wrong to say that I had goosebumps as we pulled into the lot? The boys tested every chair, couch and surface in the entire place and decided it was "awesome and cool". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-5368107905569043443?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/5368107905569043443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=5368107905569043443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5368107905569043443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/5368107905569043443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/07/judos-to-gavin.html' title='Kudos to Gavin'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoRDcoCU7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/5LXsOSL_D6Q/s72-c/IMGP1251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32079834.post-204388305408901620</id><published>2007-07-27T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T10:29:24.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Lincoln's Tomb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoPQ8oCU6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/8uomkMh_dbE/s1600-h/IMGP1249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091899112522142626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoPQ8oCU6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/8uomkMh_dbE/s400/IMGP1249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We kept the Lincoln theme on Tuesday and went to his gravesite also, where the boys made sure to rub his nose for good luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32079834-204388305408901620?l=smithdanceparty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/204388305408901620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32079834&amp;postID=204388305408901620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/204388305408901620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32079834/posts/default/204388305408901620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/07/mr-lincolns-tomb.html' title='Mr Lincoln&apos;s Tomb'/><author><name>Julie Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920411180240436468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/SEMVprqX1GI/AAAAAAAAARA/idr8fSlumV4/S220/DSC00066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ufz8etbpvtc/RqoPQ8oCU6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/8uomkMh_dbE/s72-c/IMGP1249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
