<?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-6472080864675225930</id><updated>2012-01-11T21:16:08.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soapbox Stories</title><subtitle type='html'>Our little stories make up our big story in life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-2292988740416683170</id><published>2012-01-11T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T20:22:33.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaiah turned 4 years old on December 29th.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, I love this boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-djSkMUEp4qQ/Tw4QJe01API/AAAAAAAAEWE/cBV6LdHKKko/s1600/img180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-djSkMUEp4qQ/Tw4QJe01API/AAAAAAAAEWE/cBV6LdHKKko/s400/img180.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696508333749764338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has an imagination of wonder &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zebow3pVLnA/Tw4V1c5euPI/AAAAAAAAEaM/N3AxryeRlkE/s1600/SAM_0563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zebow3pVLnA/Tw4V1c5euPI/AAAAAAAAEaM/N3AxryeRlkE/s400/SAM_0563.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696514586704787698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He fills our lives with pure, sweet JOY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4vQ1c6FwOzk/Tw4S5y7zzUI/AAAAAAAAEYc/QYUSoVzTybE/s1600/IMG_1264%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4vQ1c6FwOzk/Tw4S5y7zzUI/AAAAAAAAEYc/QYUSoVzTybE/s400/IMG_1264%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696511362804731202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is incredibly tenderhearted &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EST7k4bg68w/Tw4Ucf7jNyI/AAAAAAAAEZk/XbfoZX_3Zck/s1600/SAM_0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EST7k4bg68w/Tw4Ucf7jNyI/AAAAAAAAEZk/XbfoZX_3Zck/s400/SAM_0178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696513058510419746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is so silly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ptgk6TYLaoE/Tw4UcDRGIWI/AAAAAAAAEZY/8mTtdPC42d8/s1600/SAM_0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ptgk6TYLaoE/Tw4UcDRGIWI/AAAAAAAAEZY/8mTtdPC42d8/s400/SAM_0592.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696513050816160098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;makes us laugh all the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOLZuHDXuGM/Tw4UbEctHII/AAAAAAAAEZQ/eMkQprfGs30/s1600/SAM_0434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOLZuHDXuGM/Tw4UbEctHII/AAAAAAAAEZQ/eMkQprfGs30/s400/SAM_0434.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696513033953418370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SUPER fun to play with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uuTGVxy4Hms/Tw4S4iDsnHI/AAAAAAAAEYU/zVeUrQYJduA/s1600/SAM_0703%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uuTGVxy4Hms/Tw4S4iDsnHI/AAAAAAAAEYU/zVeUrQYJduA/s400/SAM_0703%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696511341094542450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He already shows so much compassion for others &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rhLtwYpbQgA/Tw4QJjDSnII/AAAAAAAAEWQ/V3MaVpgkfek/s1600/SAM_0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rhLtwYpbQgA/Tw4QJjDSnII/AAAAAAAAEWQ/V3MaVpgkfek/s400/SAM_0787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696508334884166786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is a peace-maker &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AHRwCll5f10/Tw4S6EH-Y7I/AAAAAAAAEYo/vXDSF1H7joU/s1600/IMG_1199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AHRwCll5f10/Tw4S6EH-Y7I/AAAAAAAAEYo/vXDSF1H7joU/s400/IMG_1199.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696511367419159474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is laid back &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FHgEBPsloWg/Tw4Ua3sNVLI/AAAAAAAAEZA/okxoSmTA9WQ/s1600/SAM_0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FHgEBPsloWg/Tw4Ua3sNVLI/AAAAAAAAEZA/okxoSmTA9WQ/s400/SAM_0310.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696513030528783538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the love of my life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e_R2gyFWBSc/Tw4S6taRqLI/AAAAAAAAEY0/zPrpzlFDCrs/s1600/SAM_0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e_R2gyFWBSc/Tw4S6taRqLI/AAAAAAAAEY0/zPrpzlFDCrs/s400/SAM_0375.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696511378501773490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Superhero that wants to save the world &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-auYWLfuSjhc/Tw4S4CeUQcI/AAAAAAAAEYE/H5xoJt7gsAk/s1600/IMG_0245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-auYWLfuSjhc/Tw4S4CeUQcI/AAAAAAAAEYE/H5xoJt7gsAk/s400/IMG_0245.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696511332616257986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loves learning (might be a genius..but I am bias)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RocuCOfOMp8/Tw4RJEJJFoI/AAAAAAAAEXo/uaO96hyYMfU/s1600/IMG_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RocuCOfOMp8/Tw4RJEJJFoI/AAAAAAAAEXo/uaO96hyYMfU/s400/IMG_0191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696509426098837122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gets on board with our crazy ideas (ugly sweater Christmas card)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AUVxsJUsyEU/Tw4RIsttSjI/AAAAAAAAEXc/KcQ5RmtNalg/s1600/SAM_0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AUVxsJUsyEU/Tw4RIsttSjI/AAAAAAAAEXc/KcQ5RmtNalg/s400/SAM_0779.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696509419809753650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ADORES animals- especially his Willy Boy (Grammy and Papa's Dog), Lucy (our adopted lab for 6 months) and even sassy Mia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n6oEjD8TJjc/Tw4RH2u7G7I/AAAAAAAAEXE/3ByfFzx1WOc/s1600/SAM_0824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n6oEjD8TJjc/Tw4RH2u7G7I/AAAAAAAAEXE/3ByfFzx1WOc/s400/SAM_0824.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696509405319338930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is a very loyal friend and loves helping take care of his baby friends &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N1o4txpcSKw/Tw4QLv_UoaI/AAAAAAAAEW0/TbZybImjt1k/s1600/SAM_0821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N1o4txpcSKw/Tw4QLv_UoaI/AAAAAAAAEW0/TbZybImjt1k/s400/SAM_0821.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696508372716921250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeffy is his hero &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8WAvzK60Hm8/Tw4QKtvM5EI/AAAAAAAAEWc/WTUWHMkLp9E/s1600/SAM_0794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8WAvzK60Hm8/Tw4QKtvM5EI/AAAAAAAAEWc/WTUWHMkLp9E/s400/SAM_0794.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696508354932565058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;He is absolutely&lt;/span&gt; in love with his Grammy and Papa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AsAV1QOfjd0/Tw4V15eqFYI/AAAAAAAAEaY/GLSAPa3wKpw/s1600/SAM_0514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AsAV1QOfjd0/Tw4V15eqFYI/AAAAAAAAEaY/GLSAPa3wKpw/s400/SAM_0514.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696514594376914306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and Grandpa and Grandma (which he can't even handle waiting for them to get her next week... they get to stay for a whole month)!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4hVpBBBJyjc/Tw4V1HYvH6I/AAAAAAAAEaA/IJR1WzwTLno/s1600/SAM_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4hVpBBBJyjc/Tw4V1HYvH6I/AAAAAAAAEaA/IJR1WzwTLno/s400/SAM_0418.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696514580930305954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaiah Drew Russell.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's hard to believe that 4 years of parenting this unbelievable child have gone by.  He is really a big boy now, out of baby and toddler stages.  He is asking big questions, talking non-stop, playing hard.  Our prayer for him this year is that he continues to have compassion on others, stay strong in who God has created him to be, that he learns and grows while enjoying the fun of being a kid.  I am thankful and honored that God chose me to be his mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-2292988740416683170?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2292988740416683170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=2292988740416683170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2292988740416683170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2292988740416683170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2012/01/hes-4.html' title='He&apos;s 4'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-djSkMUEp4qQ/Tw4QJe01API/AAAAAAAAEWE/cBV6LdHKKko/s72-c/img180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-2886496912604273585</id><published>2011-12-10T21:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T21:40:56.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surrender</title><content type='html'>There I am on the battlefield.  I lie there lonely by myself.  I have been stripped of everything I have- my armor, my shield, my weapon... my dignity.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Initially, I tried to fight by myself.  I am resourceful, I can figure something out.  So weaponless, I flail my pathetic hands in hopes that it will ward off the enemy. I try fighting with sticks I find in the midst of this darkness, but am only left worse-off than before.  I try running.  I try hiding. It might get me safe through the night, but it's not a guarantee.  I just want this to be easy and done with... this battle.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I was beaten down again.  Having nothing left I couldn't even stand.  The enemy laughs, spitting in my face as he revels in his "so-called" win.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swallow it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pride, that is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look around realizing what the answer is.  I grab hold  of what happens to be laid in front of me this whole time... a white flag.   Hesitantly, I pick it up and wave it with the last bit of anything I have left in me.   Relief and freedom sweep over me giving me peace from the top of my head to the tip of my toes.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I surrender. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to the enemy, but to myself.  I surrender to trying to fight the battle alone.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, I am rescued.  Seeing my white flag, my fellow warriors and family come to my rescue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HE comes in the form of the Body.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Covering me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bandaging me up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reminding me of who I am fighting for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helping me put my armor back on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Equipping me with my weapon... my precious sword. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My wound is still painful, it will take time to heal.  I may not be a fierce warrior right now... but once this wound is healed I will be stronger and more equipped then ever before.  I will know how to bandage up my brothers and sisters who also lie there stripped and defeated.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will rise to Victory when we come together  and are willing to wave our white flag.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="heading passage-class-0" style="margin-top: 10px; color: rgb(92, 17, 1); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-size: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;1 Corinthians 12:21-26&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p class="txt-sm" style="font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="txt-sm" style="font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28656" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;The eye cannot say to the hand, “I don’t need you!” And the head cannot say to the feet, “I don’t need you!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28657" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;On the contrary, those parts of the body that seem to be weaker are indispensable,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28658" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;and the parts that we think are less honorable we treat with special honor. And the parts that are unpresentable are treated with special modesty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28659" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;24&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;while our presentable parts need no special treatment. But God has put the body together, giving greater honor to the parts that lacked it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28660" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;25&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;so that there should be no division in the body, but that its parts should have equal concern for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28661" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 0.65em; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;26&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;If one part suffers, every part suffers with it; if one part is honored, every part rejoices with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: left; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="heading passage-class-0" style="margin-top: 10px; color: rgb(92, 17, 1); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-size: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;James 5:13-16&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p class="txt-sm" style="font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal  " style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30368" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; Is anyone among you in trouble? Let them pray. Is anyone happy? Let them sing songs of praise. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30369" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; Is anyone among you sick? Let them call the elders of the church to pray over them and anoint them with oil in the name of the Lord. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30370" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt; And the prayer offered in faith will make the sick person well; the Lord will raise them up. If they have sinned, they will be forgiven. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30371" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt; Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-2886496912604273585?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2886496912604273585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=2886496912604273585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2886496912604273585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2886496912604273585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2011/12/surrender.html' title='Surrender'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-7070230911700303828</id><published>2011-08-18T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T16:09:36.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping through Isaiah's Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few weeks ago we went camping.  We had the perfect spot right by the Poudre River. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9OrzV6rWYzQ/Tk2VpHBs-mI/AAAAAAAAEUI/qLw758I4IzU/s1600/SAM_0443.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9OrzV6rWYzQ/Tk2VpHBs-mI/AAAAAAAAEUI/qLw758I4IzU/s400/SAM_0443.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642330441658464866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instead of showing you all sorts of pictures that I took throughout the trip.  I thought you might want to see what camping looks like through the eyes of this guy: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cgM3JkU7iwo/Tk2VpkQyg0I/AAAAAAAAEUQ/MP73LgFu69I/s1600/SAM_0489.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cgM3JkU7iwo/Tk2VpkQyg0I/AAAAAAAAEUQ/MP73LgFu69I/s400/SAM_0489.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642330449506370370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He stole the camera and this is what he came up with: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1qMRQfUxobs/Tk2YR6PDmYI/AAAAAAAAEV4/1TiEJ5arg0g/s400/SAM_0452.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642333341622704514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not too bad right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LRAY9bco_IQ/Tk2X0l_mtoI/AAAAAAAAEVY/T6bqlbkHP_A/s400/SAM_0458.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642332837972981378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VDorlR-JhIc/Tk2X0y6ubjI/AAAAAAAAEVg/fnihsYwd7kY/s400/SAM_0457.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642332841442176562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DXApugCUM_0/Tk2YRtnFBFI/AAAAAAAAEVw/qN4lIqY1df4/s400/SAM_0454.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642333338233799762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ka8poSagWWk/Tk2YRRvJhPI/AAAAAAAAEVo/eK9g94aUzq4/s400/SAM_0456.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642333330751456498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ESoZcYKajtk/Tk2X0TWlblI/AAAAAAAAEVQ/G7BdGNPiWic/s400/SAM_0460.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642332832969092690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wqYNbrLALIo/Tk2W0bhrtRI/AAAAAAAAEUY/HXmODkjJa5A/s400/SAM_0485.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642331735651497234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then there are a series of these pictures.  I think I had 15 on the camera.  I narrowed it down to these 3.  Here is the artistic/abstract side of Isaiah:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KjpNUSaLyaE/Tk2W1DNJFAI/AAAAAAAAEUo/Re8P-dx_V98/s1600/SAM_0478.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KjpNUSaLyaE/Tk2W1DNJFAI/AAAAAAAAEUo/Re8P-dx_V98/s400/SAM_0478.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642331746302759938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VwSfD3LzRFA/Tk2W1bITp8I/AAAAAAAAEUw/6YLXaDkXM-8/s400/SAM_0472.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642331752724932546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KsYqExTP0IM/Tk2W1qO2aVI/AAAAAAAAEU4/Llup-1GkV6k/s400/SAM_0464.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642331756778907986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owie #1 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y74YpDDUwEA/Tk2W0-oTQFI/AAAAAAAAEUg/xbkJFJ5mWnw/s1600/SAM_0483.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y74YpDDUwEA/Tk2W0-oTQFI/AAAAAAAAEUg/xbkJFJ5mWnw/s400/SAM_0483.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642331745074495570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owie #2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rIIqOYS0nt4/Tk2Xzy6odrI/AAAAAAAAEVI/qHuycwmFNKM/s1600/SAM_0461.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rIIqOYS0nt4/Tk2Xzy6odrI/AAAAAAAAEVI/qHuycwmFNKM/s400/SAM_0461.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642332824261916338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the best: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--QmQNo6AJ7w/Tk2Xzj7NVjI/AAAAAAAAEVA/8pKgdfdyhF8/s1600/SAM_0463.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--QmQNo6AJ7w/Tk2Xzj7NVjI/AAAAAAAAEVA/8pKgdfdyhF8/s400/SAM_0463.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642332820237801010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bet you never saw camping like this before! &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/6472080864675225930-7070230911700303828?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7070230911700303828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=7070230911700303828' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7070230911700303828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7070230911700303828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2011/08/camping-through-isaiahs-eyes.html' title='Camping through Isaiah&apos;s Eyes'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9OrzV6rWYzQ/Tk2VpHBs-mI/AAAAAAAAEUI/qLw758I4IzU/s72-c/SAM_0443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-8109425899954783297</id><published>2011-08-17T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T14:19:19.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Simple Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;We ain't got a lot of money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Don't always know how to pay our bills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;We will never live in luxury (whatever that means)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;but we got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Love Love Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Love Love Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;We will never drive a fancy car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;or vacation on the beach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;We can't keep up with Jones (and I don't think I want to)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;but we got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Love Love Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Love Love Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;So I will sit in our hammock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;watch our son play on his swing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;We'll drink cheap wine on the patio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;and talk about our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Love Love Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;we got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Love Love Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;We're rich in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Love Love Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Love is all you need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-8109425899954783297?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8109425899954783297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=8109425899954783297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/8109425899954783297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/8109425899954783297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2011/08/simple-song.html' title='A Simple Song'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-7318914595760638389</id><published>2011-06-29T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T14:47:59.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was a little surprised to see that April was my last posting.   However, it makes sense once I really think about the last few months.   Between dealing with a family emergency, traveling, being sick for 2 1/2 weeks, starting wedding season at work,  vacation Bible school at church and moving (the big one) ... no wonder blogging hasn't been top on my priority list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, this week is feeling more "normal"  whatever that means.  It actually feels good to do some routine things like cleaning the house, laundry, blogging, catching up on the day to day.  Our new house feels like home already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have been thinking about moving off and on for almost 2 years now, but we were always hit with closed doors.  Our condo won't sell in this market for what we owe,  rental properties looking sketchy (I have seen some gross rental houses),  not being able to find tenants for our place, etc..  Finally, this Spring Joel and I said "Fine, we get the point God.  We are going to be content, make this space work for us.  We are grateful to have a roof over our head.  We want a house to have a backyard, but we will be happy with this place you have blessed us with."  So, Joel and I moved on trying to sell some of our bigger furniture, get space-saving items for our condo to make our space more functional.  We were actually getting excited about getting creative on small space living.  Then, nothing would sell and even the things we were trying to get off craigslist wouldn't work.  I was beyond frustrated, until we heard about our friends needing to rent out their house due to a job change.  We thought and prayed about it and realized that God has always closed the door, he will do it again if it's not right.  So, we started pursuing it and looking for new tenants for our condo.  Within a week, we had AMAZING tenants for our place and everything fell in to place perfectly to move in to our friends' house. &lt;br /&gt;It was really the perfect situation and the perfect time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you just have to surrender and let it go.  That is really what the Lord wants out of us, right?  I can imagine him looking down from above saying, "Lisa, how many times do I have to tell you to stop trying to control everything?!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being here in this house now, I realize that this is what He was orchestrating all along.  We were so desperate for a time there that we would have settled on some aspect of a home (price, tenants, neighborhood).  He didn't want us to settle and get ourselves in a bad position and He always loves to throw in the lesson along the way too!  It's humbling, but I am so glad we went through it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here is our new home for a season:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kOuPQb4xY_s/TguJ4xXRYuI/AAAAAAAAERs/gVf_Wrp6RF0/s1600/Honeymoon%2B124.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zDwvxnP0QjA/TguICinriHI/AAAAAAAAEQs/63HzQGaa7wI/s1600/SAM_0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zDwvxnP0QjA/TguICinriHI/AAAAAAAAEQs/63HzQGaa7wI/s400/SAM_0321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623738136936548466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zcqLJcB9Si0/TguIDDAFZFI/AAAAAAAAEQ0/5HP5Gb_gamA/s1600/SAM_0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zcqLJcB9Si0/TguIDDAFZFI/AAAAAAAAEQ0/5HP5Gb_gamA/s400/SAM_0316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623738145628841042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s_sE_EjeyDI/TguIEJzoigI/AAAAAAAAERE/iljTZje2pPQ/s1600/SAM_0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s_sE_EjeyDI/TguIEJzoigI/AAAAAAAAERE/iljTZje2pPQ/s400/SAM_0318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623738164635535874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLVIQAHByd4/TguJ4qjqxQI/AAAAAAAAERk/h71omjXmYoQ/s1600/Honeymoon%2B111.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MlJ0_xGtsY8/TguJ4Fs2ZaI/AAAAAAAAERc/uOMPRBpZo-A/s1600/SAM_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JjhC9RNhHq0/TguJ3zKPqYI/AAAAAAAAERU/uD5mjxBy71I/s1600/SAM_0326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JjhC9RNhHq0/TguJ3zKPqYI/AAAAAAAAERU/uD5mjxBy71I/s400/SAM_0326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623740151421184386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are several things I love and that I am excited about with this new home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love having a little garden.  I already have tomatoes and green peppers coming up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NqO1hpDXzpI/TguIElySMyI/AAAAAAAAERM/x58Wbcdri9A/s1600/SAM_0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NqO1hpDXzpI/TguIElySMyI/AAAAAAAAERM/x58Wbcdri9A/s400/SAM_0328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623738172146070306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s_sE_EjeyDI/TguIEJzoigI/AAAAAAAAERE/iljTZje2pPQ/s1600/SAM_0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Working in the Yard!  We LOVE being outside and Isaiah loves to help "move" (aka: mow) the lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7aDO-gw_1Gw/TguIDSJZVbI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/v3C1jRqTfcs/s1600/SAM_0287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7aDO-gw_1Gw/TguIDSJZVbI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/v3C1jRqTfcs/s400/SAM_0287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623738149694428594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkler fun with friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MlJ0_xGtsY8/TguJ4Fs2ZaI/AAAAAAAAERc/uOMPRBpZo-A/s1600/SAM_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MlJ0_xGtsY8/TguJ4Fs2ZaI/AAAAAAAAERc/uOMPRBpZo-A/s400/SAM_0346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623740156398167458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zcqLJcB9Si0/TguIDDAFZFI/AAAAAAAAEQ0/5HP5Gb_gamA/s1600/SAM_0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As thankful as I am, I will miss our old home.  It is the first and only place Joel and I have lived together, we brought Isaiah home there, had countless memories in that place.   Now, on to a new home for the next season of memories....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kOuPQb4xY_s/TguJ4xXRYuI/AAAAAAAAERs/gVf_Wrp6RF0/s1600/Honeymoon%2B124.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLVIQAHByd4/TguJ4qjqxQI/AAAAAAAAERk/h71omjXmYoQ/s1600/Honeymoon%2B111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLVIQAHByd4/TguJ4qjqxQI/AAAAAAAAERk/h71omjXmYoQ/s400/Honeymoon%2B111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623740166291768578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the best memories is coming back from our honeymoon to find a little surprise from our friends.   Thanks guys, we were finding little "surprises" all over our condo for months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soapbox: &lt;br /&gt;I know that we were given what we were hoping for even though we didn't NEED it.  It's crazy to think in our culture that we are pressured to "move up" all the time.  And, it really depends on what area you live in.  In CA, it's a lot harder to actually own a home because prices are so high.  Here in CO, it is weird if you don't.   It's "normal" for our friends in Chicago to live in condos rather than houses.   A house that my cousin just bought in TX would be double the cost here.  So, it's really important to not compare yourselves to others around you, be thankful and content with wherever you live at the time and most importantly....  it's the memories and people that make a house a home not the size. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-7318914595760638389?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7318914595760638389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=7318914595760638389' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7318914595760638389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7318914595760638389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2011/06/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zDwvxnP0QjA/TguICinriHI/AAAAAAAAEQs/63HzQGaa7wI/s72-c/SAM_0321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-8264252541467964725</id><published>2011-04-12T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T16:37:53.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope's Steps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For those of you that know me, you know how much I adore and cherish my Grandma. Her name is Hope, which is no coincidence... her name really embodies her character.   She inspires me just by being who she is.  She challenges me to have unconditional love for others and to deepen my relationship with the Lord.  She is a prayer warrior!  I really believe if it wasn't for her, Jeff (my brother) and I wouldn't have made it driving to and from Chicago so many times... her prayers got us through.  I know she prays for all her loved ones more than we can even imagine.  She is truly a Woman of God and an encouragement to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt; in the Lord.    I could go on and on about how much I love her, but I want to share a little "gem" from her indirectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last fall Grandma Hope moved from her house to assisted living.  The family has been going through stuff and getting ready to clean out the house.  The other weekend I came across a little pocket-sized Bible.  I showed my Grandma the Bible and she got all tickled looking at it, saying "I forgot about this."  She told me I could have it, so now I get to carry her little bible with me in my purse!  It's just a New Testament, but I found her underlinings of some great scripture and the best part... some notes in the very back titled "5 Steps to follow when you feel no one cares."  They were probably some sermon notes, but just knowing that it impacted my Grandma to write them down made it that much more important to me.  It's also something I think everyone needs to hear.  So, here you go :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Steps When you Feel No One Cares: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Remember God Cares - He will listen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;  "For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to  prosper you and not to harm you,      plans to give you hope and a future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;."  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeremiah 29:11-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't Blame yourself or pretend everything is OK&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bring all your problems to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Admit the Situation is more than you can handle alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Commit yourself to the Lord &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14456"&gt;                    5&lt;/sup&gt; Commit your way to the LORD;&lt;br /&gt;                 trust in him and he will do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14457"&gt;                       6&lt;/sup&gt; He will make your righteous reward shine like the dawn,&lt;br /&gt;                 your vindication like the noonday sun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14458"&gt;                      7&lt;/sup&gt; Be still before the LORD&lt;br /&gt;                   and wait patiently for him;&lt;br /&gt;                do not fret when people succeed in their ways,&lt;br /&gt;                   when they carry out their wicked schemes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14459"&gt;                      8&lt;/sup&gt; Refrain from anger and turn from wrath;&lt;br /&gt;                 do not fret—it leads only to evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14460"&gt;                       9&lt;/sup&gt; For those who are evil will be destroyed,&lt;br /&gt;                 but those who hope in the LORD will inherit the land. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                              &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Psalm 37:5-9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5. Approach God Expectantly-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Expect God to act and He will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The Happiest verse in the bible is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Cast all your cares (anxieties) on Him for He cares for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1 Peter 5:7  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-8264252541467964725?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8264252541467964725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=8264252541467964725' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/8264252541467964725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/8264252541467964725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2011/04/hopes-steps.html' title='Hope&apos;s Steps'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-8433987194807901371</id><published>2011-04-07T14:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T15:26:50.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nesting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;line-height: 20px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;3 1/2 years ago I was "nesting." Do you know what "nesting" is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;line-height: 20px; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;"Around the fifth month of pregnancy, the "nesting" instinct can set in. This is an uncontrollable urge to clean one's house brought on by a desire to prepare a nest for the new baby, to tie up loose ends of old projects and to organize your world. Females of the animal kingdom are all equipped with this same need. It is a primal instinct. Just as you see birds making their nests, mothers-to-be do exactly the same thing. . The act of nesting puts you in control and gives a sense of accomplishment toward birth. You may become a homebody and want to retreat into the comfort of home and familiar company, like a brooding hen." www.pregnancyweekly.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 20px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I think each woman handles this differently, but I was very excited to get creative with the nursery in preparing for our baby boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02I7m3kz7QU/TZ42NhNKDgI/AAAAAAAAEN0/nd6Fq2skbuI/s1600/IMG_0933.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02I7m3kz7QU/TZ42NhNKDgI/AAAAAAAAEN0/nd6Fq2skbuI/s400/IMG_0933.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592967393120488962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 20px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;Joel, however, felt differently...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 20px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;At the time, Isaiah's room was our office/guest room/ storage/ kitty room.  (come on, most people have "/" rooms).   I don't know if it was denial or Joel's refusal to let this baby take over our lives completely, but he wanted to leave our room exactly the same.  "&lt;i&gt;We just need to throw a crib in there, right?&lt;/i&gt;"   He wanted the futon in there, all of our pictures, all of our storage in the closet.  As you can imagine, this did not sit well with my "nesting" stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;" &gt;Well, eventually we compromised and over time Isaiah's room truly became Isaiah's room.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;" &gt;I bring all this up, because now we are in a new transition of the "forever evolving" nursery to the big boy room.  It has been like I am nesting all over again.  I want Isaiah's room to be his little sanctuary, a safe place for him that he loves.  It's just one of the many ways a mom can show their love and nurture.  The best part is that Joel was really in to it this time too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "  &gt;So, a few weeks ago Isaiah got his new twin bed, new bedding and new paint!  I thought it would be "fun" to paint stripes in his room.  It was fun for the first few days, but by the end of the week... Joel and I hated stripes!  His room turned out GREAT though.  We still are doing some little changes here and there (maybe it will be the evolving big boy room too), but Isaiah is in love with his new room! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table align="left" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" style="font-size: 11px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; padding-right: 20px; padding-bottom: 15px; "&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6AYTL5rsmk/TZ4ubQx635I/AAAAAAAAENc/ltoSY-c33D0/s1600/SAM_0195.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6AYTL5rsmk/TZ4ubQx635I/AAAAAAAAENc/ltoSY-c33D0/s400/SAM_0195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592958833136426898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's things like a Big boy bed and a new Big boy bike that really sets reality in.  We loved having a baby and adjusted pretty quick, but having a "KID" now is going to take a bit of adjustment too.  I love so much of it: that he can talk, ask questions, play games and do things on his own.  Every phase brings it's challenges, but also so much joy!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pGnurtdvWmc/TZ4ub2AsWtI/AAAAAAAAENk/0Wc6lY93zgU/s1600/SAM_0178.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pGnurtdvWmc/TZ4ub2AsWtI/AAAAAAAAENk/0Wc6lY93zgU/s400/SAM_0178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592958843130501842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaiah in his new Big Boy jammies!  He is wearing 4T already&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aVV72XQ8Gjo/TZ4ucOvztDI/AAAAAAAAENs/Ox218dP9KJI/s1600/SAM_0175.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aVV72XQ8Gjo/TZ4ucOvztDI/AAAAAAAAENs/Ox218dP9KJI/s400/SAM_0175.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592958849770566706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His silly mood &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think mom's ever stop "nesting,"  it just takes different forms.  It's part of our nature to provide a safe and loving environment no matter how old they are.  So, here is to all you "nesting" moms out there!  Keep doing what you are doing... it's a part of our nature. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-8433987194807901371?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8433987194807901371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=8433987194807901371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/8433987194807901371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/8433987194807901371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2011/04/nesting.html' title='Nesting'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02I7m3kz7QU/TZ42NhNKDgI/AAAAAAAAEN0/nd6Fq2skbuI/s72-c/IMG_0933.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-7909885505622004167</id><published>2011-03-02T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T13:35:26.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gloria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last Monday, February 21st was my original due date for the baby I lost last summer.  I always thought that this date would be hard, but the day turned out to be more than I could have asked or imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thought that by February 21st, we would have another baby on the way.  That should help me to move on, get through the day and the feeling of emptiness with the one we lost.  From the time we lost ours, a lot of people would say,  "&lt;/span&gt;don't worry, you will get pregnant again&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;."  I knew right away that I needed to give grace to those that were really trying to help... not always knowing the right thing to say.  The truth is, another pregnancy doesn't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;replace&lt;/span&gt; the one I have lost.  There is still a mourning and an emptiness that goes with a miscarriage.  And, even though I knew this in my head I was still hoping that when February 21st rolled around I would be pregnant; having that to look forward to, helping me get through that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that day did come up and I wasn't pregnant (still am not).  Even though consciously I wasn't aware that I really was putting my hope in another pregnancy, I was.  So as the day approached and I didn't have another baby to look forward to, I was faced with the still emptiness of my womb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something more grand and beautiful occurred in the midst of this disappointment and grief.  I was confronted with the great and loving God wanting to be my comfort.  As much as another pregnancy would fill me with joy, it cannot replace the one I lost and more importantly, it can not replace the love and comfort from the Lord.  God knows that a pregnancy wouldn't fill that void in my heart... only HE can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might not make sense to a lot of people, but we know that there was a life in me growing and in scripture it says that God is with us from the time of conception &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Gen 2:7, Psalm 139: 13-16, Luke 1:26-46 for examples).&lt;/span&gt;  We had a sense of loss and mourning because it was a life that was now gone. We prayed and both felt like God gave us a sense it was a girl, so we decided to name her GLORIA RUSSELL.  We named her Gloria because we felt like she never left God's Glory... going straight up in to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On Monday, February 21st Joel and I went up to the mountains and had some closure.  We got a single white rose, found a beautiful spot by the river and let go.  We read some scripture, prayed and just had some time to mourn.  When people die here on earth, there are memorial services and funerals to bring closure.  When women miscarry, there isn't an opportunity to have that same closure.  This was a beautiful way to honor her and an act to symbolize that we are ready to move on knowing she is in her full, perfect formed body in heaven.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fOgPRHAUw7U/TW6mfFdp04I/AAAAAAAAEL4/csgW-t9B9NA/s1600/SAM_0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fOgPRHAUw7U/TW6mfFdp04I/AAAAAAAAEL4/csgW-t9B9NA/s400/SAM_0159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579580041331331970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fYp5e4TB5xU/TW6mexnmecI/AAAAAAAAELw/gQWsnRfD5XE/s1600/SAM_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fYp5e4TB5xU/TW6mexnmecI/AAAAAAAAELw/gQWsnRfD5XE/s400/SAM_0162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579580036004346306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-615E_8c9gfM/TW6meW2Zz5I/AAAAAAAAELo/Gt9SY5mte2U/s1600/SAM_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-615E_8c9gfM/TW6meW2Zz5I/AAAAAAAAELo/Gt9SY5mte2U/s400/SAM_0164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579580028818673554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aCxIoLC15u4/TW6meO0740I/AAAAAAAAELg/PSaHLxg9dek/s1600/SAM_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aCxIoLC15u4/TW6meO0740I/AAAAAAAAELg/PSaHLxg9dek/s400/SAM_0166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579580026665034562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LLk4jatob2Y/TW6mdm5aAdI/AAAAAAAAELY/bKP3wNHzKlQ/s1600/SAM_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LLk4jatob2Y/TW6mdm5aAdI/AAAAAAAAELY/bKP3wNHzKlQ/s400/SAM_0168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579580015946367442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When we left for the mountains in the morning, everything was frosted, cold and still.  Even though the wind was blowing, nothing was moving.  When we were driving back down the canyon later that day, it was like everything came to life again.  You could see the wind moving the trees, the river was flowing more freely.  It seemed like a perfect visual of where we were emotionally.  We were stuck, putting our Hope in the wrong thing, not fully having closure.  After we released our baby girl, we weren't stuck anymore.  Life moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our time there, both Joel and I felt so lavished in God's love for us.  He could have disciplined us harshly for not putting our hope in Him, but he didn't.  He fixed our eyes back on him in such a loving way knowing that was the only way to have freedom and true comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started a miscarriage group at my church this year.  Walking this journey with these women has really opened my eyes to the fact that suffering can lead to a deeper intimacy with the Lord.  There is nothing more joyful and freeing as that!  God is using this experience in my life to mold me to be more like him, but also to help others! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gloria was never "supposed" to be here on February 21st.  She is exactly where she is supposed to be. I will always remember and miss Gloria, but I can finally say that I am at peace with where she is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-7909885505622004167?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7909885505622004167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=7909885505622004167' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7909885505622004167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7909885505622004167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2011/03/gloria.html' title='Gloria'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fOgPRHAUw7U/TW6mfFdp04I/AAAAAAAAEL4/csgW-t9B9NA/s72-c/SAM_0159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-6705703230776108782</id><published>2011-02-08T14:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T14:48:26.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Isaiah loves his friends.  He talks about them all the time, prays for them at night and even calls them frequently on his toy cell phone.  It's apparent that he is going to be one of those loyal friends.  It doesn't matter what age they are, he loves having them over.  Here are some recent pictures of a few of his friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TVHCDJfFrHI/AAAAAAAAEKs/w28xdRjsTkg/s1600/SAM_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TVHCDJfFrHI/AAAAAAAAEKs/w28xdRjsTkg/s400/SAM_0132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571447573375724658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet Spencer!  He is almost 4 months old.  Probably the easiest, happiest baby I have ever met. Spencer is our friends, Caleb and Sharon's first baby.  Although Spencer doesn't do too much for playtime,  Isaiah will bring over all the baby toys we own and pile them around Spencer's little body!  He loves making funny noises with his mouth to make Spencer laugh and he is always up for helping me feed/change him when we are watching him for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TVHCC5fhTDI/AAAAAAAAEKk/vazGHc4ojBw/s1600/SAM_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TVHCC5fhTDI/AAAAAAAAEKk/vazGHc4ojBw/s400/SAM_0118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571447569082567730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Isaiah's newest friend, Parker Burns.  This is my friends, Bethany and Cameron's 2nd baby.  He was born in January.  SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TVHCCvfvz3I/AAAAAAAAEKc/IOQXf_aZiGY/s1600/IMG_3857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TVHCCvfvz3I/AAAAAAAAEKc/IOQXf_aZiGY/s400/IMG_3857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571447566399164274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Logan.  Logan is the one Isaiah talks about the most, always asking to play with him.  Logan is our friends, Jim and Emily's first baby.  He is 16 months.  Isaiah and Logan play really well together.  Even in Isaiah's "make-believe" play, Logan is always there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TVHCBtN7PNI/AAAAAAAAEKM/AfS2T160jcU/s1600/IMG_3834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TVHCBtN7PNI/AAAAAAAAEKM/AfS2T160jcU/s400/IMG_3834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571447548607675602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nolan.  Isaiah and Nolan are only 3 months apart and have been good friends since they met.  This is at our Christmas program at church this year.  They were insistent on having the same costume.  So, here are the 2 donkeys before they met Jesus in the manger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TVMXitoUr9I/AAAAAAAAEK8/U2MIVYAoypI/s1600/IMG_1346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TVMXitoUr9I/AAAAAAAAEK8/U2MIVYAoypI/s400/IMG_1346.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571823049119150034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when Nolan was 1 month and Isaiah was 4 months.  Nolan's parents, Joe and Lisa are going to be moving to CA this summer.  I know Isaiah is going to miss his buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TVHCCaqcZYI/AAAAAAAAEKU/jRcbhaMdc5c/s1600/IMG_3846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TVHCCaqcZYI/AAAAAAAAEKU/jRcbhaMdc5c/s400/IMG_3846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571447560806884738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah has 10 other kids in his class at school and he calls all of them his friends! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TVHCPdbdgbI/AAAAAAAAEK0/BjPnnBerJGk/s1600/SAM_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TVHCPdbdgbI/AAAAAAAAEK0/BjPnnBerJGk/s400/SAM_0141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571447784887648690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Olivia.  Sweet.  Tender-hearted.  They are also only 3 months apart.  His one friend that he actually shares his trains with, even though she would rather play with her dolls. &lt;br /&gt;If Isaiah were to pick a Valentine... it would be Olivia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-6705703230776108782?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6705703230776108782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=6705703230776108782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/6705703230776108782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/6705703230776108782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2011/02/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TVHCDJfFrHI/AAAAAAAAEKs/w28xdRjsTkg/s72-c/SAM_0132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-3122824012534705268</id><published>2011-01-05T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T16:27:03.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Annual Crazy Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dec. 24th- Christmas with my family&lt;br /&gt;4am Christmas morning- Fly out to Wisconsin to see Joel's family&lt;br /&gt;Eat lots of food&lt;br /&gt;Open presents&lt;br /&gt;See all the family&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 28th - Take Isaiah on his first Skiing trip&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 29th- Isaiah's 3rd Birthday! Celebrate at an indoor water park in the Dells&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 30th- Our 5th Wedding Anniversary&lt;br /&gt;Drive to Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Spend the night in the city, eat at our favorite restaurant, listen to live Jazz... sing karaoke?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 31st- Meet up with good friends in Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Meet babies&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Eve party!&lt;br /&gt;Jan. 1st - Hang out with more friends in Chicago, go shopping :)&lt;br /&gt;Drive back to Wisconsin&lt;br /&gt;Jan. 2nd- Jorgenson Christmas with Joel's extended family (42 people)&lt;br /&gt;good food. good family.&lt;br /&gt;Jan. 3rd- pack up&lt;br /&gt;Jan. 4th - leave Wisconisin at 4am to fly back to CO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST-bahfAnI/AAAAAAAAEII/Pk6SKLcTJhM/s1600/SAM_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST-bahfAnI/AAAAAAAAEII/Pk6SKLcTJhM/s400/SAM_0115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558847587011723890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah loved riding the airplane.  He asked if he could jump on the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST_GqpStTI/AAAAAAAAEI4/Ki1EMV_vWbs/s1600/SAM_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST_GqpStTI/AAAAAAAAEI4/Ki1EMV_vWbs/s400/SAM_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558848330073814322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent some great, quality time with Joel's parents.  Oh, how I love this woman!  Such an encouragement and she has the sweetest spirit... we are blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST_GXeeaGI/AAAAAAAAEIw/gXEo18g1nPc/s1600/SAM_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST_GXeeaGI/AAAAAAAAEIw/gXEo18g1nPc/s400/SAM_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558848324928170082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaiah, Grandma and Danica (Isaiah's Cousin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TSUApsGvA7I/AAAAAAAAEJQ/FHcEfpaAckw/s1600/SAM_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TSUApsGvA7I/AAAAAAAAEJQ/FHcEfpaAckw/s400/SAM_0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558850031272788914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning Isaiah woke up and asked for Grandpa! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST_F5NG42I/AAAAAAAAEIo/vNaRp7QeQEE/s1600/SAM_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST_F5NG42I/AAAAAAAAEIo/vNaRp7QeQEE/s400/SAM_0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558848316802261858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cousins: Danica, Conner and Isaiah.  Vivian, our other niece was at home this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST-cQkBZLI/AAAAAAAAEIY/6-C_6JXC7gA/s1600/SAM_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST-cQkBZLI/AAAAAAAAEIY/6-C_6JXC7gA/s400/SAM_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558847601517880498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of playing in the snow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST-b95YeoI/AAAAAAAAEIQ/JxLC7HpOpG0/s1600/SAM_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST-b95YeoI/AAAAAAAAEIQ/JxLC7HpOpG0/s400/SAM_0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558847596507200130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST-a_6_A4I/AAAAAAAAEIA/KV7goTy5buM/s1600/SAM_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST-a_6_A4I/AAAAAAAAEIA/KV7goTy5buM/s400/SAM_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558847579870921602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loved seeing these 3 play together all week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe Isaiah is aleady 3! He is really a little boy now.  For some reason, getting him a 2 wheel bike for Christmas made the reality sink in more that we don't have a baby anymore! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST6FcyHemI/AAAAAAAAEGo/2Gz_OfXWRZU/s1600/IMG_0972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST6FcyHemI/AAAAAAAAEGo/2Gz_OfXWRZU/s400/IMG_0972.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558842811614722658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day after he was born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST6F14VKNI/AAAAAAAAEGw/AY3Ifx4ztEg/s1600/IMG_6937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST6F14VKNI/AAAAAAAAEGw/AY3Ifx4ztEg/s400/IMG_6937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558842818351671506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST6GA6jHzI/AAAAAAAAEG4/Kf4oHFonhFM/s1600/IMG_2999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST6GA6jHzI/AAAAAAAAEG4/Kf4oHFonhFM/s400/IMG_2999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558842821313765170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST6GfPFdgI/AAAAAAAAEHA/5VW_F0mTxDA/s1600/SAM_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST6GfPFdgI/AAAAAAAAEHA/5VW_F0mTxDA/s400/SAM_0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558842829452965378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST_FhgoizI/AAAAAAAAEIg/gcD08AahzRo/s1600/SAM_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST_FhgoizI/AAAAAAAAEIg/gcD08AahzRo/s400/SAM_0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558848310441708338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah is really in to Mickey Mouse Clubhouse right now so he had a Mickey and Minnie cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 30th was our 5th Anniversary! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST7cS_YIOI/AAAAAAAAEHU/pthL6vQLgUs/s1600/0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST7cS_YIOI/AAAAAAAAEHU/pthL6vQLgUs/s400/0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558844303634604258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST8IlnjF3I/AAAAAAAAEHw/1k1vqturvLM/s1600/SAM_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST8IlnjF3I/AAAAAAAAEHw/1k1vqturvLM/s400/SAM_0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558845064549177202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year celebrating at the restaurant we got engaged at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just keeps getting better every year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got to meet some new babies while we were out in Chicago.  My good friend Greta had twins last year!  Caroline and Addison are so dang cute! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST_HFfjD6I/AAAAAAAAEJA/MUgTfkeaPRQ/s1600/SAM_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST_HFfjD6I/AAAAAAAAEJA/MUgTfkeaPRQ/s400/SAM_0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558848337280700322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My friend Annie had her first baby this year.  Ainsley sparkles! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST_dHXqGdI/AAAAAAAAEJI/9wd6aW2Z91c/s1600/SAM_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST_dHXqGdI/AAAAAAAAEJI/9wd6aW2Z91c/s400/SAM_0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558848715741600210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love seeing my friends as moms now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our annual crazy week is always hectic, but always a blast!  Now... back to the grind :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST_HFfjD6I/AAAAAAAAEJA/MUgTfkeaPRQ/s1600/SAM_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-3122824012534705268?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3122824012534705268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=3122824012534705268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/3122824012534705268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/3122824012534705268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2011/01/3rd-annual-crazy-week.html' title='3rd Annual Crazy Week'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TST-bahfAnI/AAAAAAAAEII/Pk6SKLcTJhM/s72-c/SAM_0115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-7802375641780340039</id><published>2010-12-15T12:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T13:09:06.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wonder of the Imagination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's our 3rd mission of the day.  Buzz Lightyear and I (Jessie) have already put Mr. Potato Head in Jail.   We thought Minnie Mouse was our partner to defend the good on Russell Island, but she turned out to be a traitor.  She helped Mr. Potato Head escape from Jail and now they are hiding somewhere in Blanket Town.  We searched high and low with the flashlight until we captured them once and for all!  Now, we take them back to jail setting up extra army men around the perimeter and General Frog is keeping watch from Dresser Tower.  Buzz makes Mr. Potato Head smell his dirty socks as a form of torture since he escaped from Jail twice.  Maybe he will learn his lesson this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These "missions" usually take a good part of our day.  It's hard work, but someone has to defend Russell Island from the bad guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finding myself swept up in a world of imagination.  It's been a long time since I have had this much fun playing.  Granted, it is a little different now that I am 28 instead of 7, but I am thoroughly enjoying being a part of my son's imaginative world.  I love that he comes up with this stuff on his own and he wants to include me in it.  All I have to do is put on my cowgirl hat and I instantly change in to Jessie from Toy Story and we are on a new mission (most of them include putting Mr. Potato Head in Jail).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though there are dishes piled up, loads of laundry to do and always toys to pick up - I love using my "imagination" to pretend that they aren't there.  There will always be things to do at home, but my son won't always want me entering in to his imaginative world with him.  I better help get Mr. Potato Head in jail while we can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TQkp4fBq9xI/AAAAAAAAEGI/rKJntZCtMzA/s1600/IMG_3830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TQkp4fBq9xI/AAAAAAAAEGI/rKJntZCtMzA/s400/IMG_3830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551014066088769298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buzz Lightyear getting ready for a new mission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TQkp3ysWt3I/AAAAAAAAEGA/UaKJkkz8zss/s1600/IMG_3831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TQkp3ysWt3I/AAAAAAAAEGA/UaKJkkz8zss/s400/IMG_3831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551014054188201842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to include this picture.  Isaiah got a balloon from my work the other day and he had to go to sleep with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-7802375641780340039?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7802375641780340039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=7802375641780340039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7802375641780340039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7802375641780340039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2010/12/wonder-of-imagination.html' title='The Wonder of the Imagination'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TQkp4fBq9xI/AAAAAAAAEGI/rKJntZCtMzA/s72-c/IMG_3830.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-758375125314907463</id><published>2010-12-02T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:42:23.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 20th 1980</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CAUTION:  Mushy Blog Post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You might not know this, but November 20th 1980 was an incredible day! On this fall day in Skokie, IL Joel David Russell was born. Look how cute he was a few years later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgYCNosHnI/AAAAAAAAEFc/iZriTsMuKIA/s1600/joel%2Btoddler%2Bpicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgYCNosHnI/AAAAAAAAEFc/iZriTsMuKIA/s400/joel%2Btoddler%2Bpicture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546209367405895282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I wasn't there or anything, I was still a glimmer in my parent's eyes, but I know this was a great day because Joel Russell came in to this world.  I have only known him 7 of the last 30 years, but he has been the biggest impact in my life. Let me give you just a FEW of the reasons why I think Joel Russell is amazing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He loves God a lot&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; He is always wanting to know more about God and have a deeper relationship with Him. His thirst for the Word of God is amazing and inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He is Genuine&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;He is always sincere in everything he does and says.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He REALLY cares.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Joel is one of the most compassionate, non-judgmental people I have ever met.  He doesn't just pretend to care... he really does.  He cares about the ones he loves AND complete strangers. He is generous with his time, talent, money ... everything.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He is a calming spirit.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He can stay calm and collected in the most stressful situations and with the most stressful people (ie; me).  He is always rational and confident that everything will work out... even if the odds are against us.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Attentive Listener.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What an awesome listener! He can really listen and hear people out, even if he doesn't agree with them.  He always lets me process my thoughts outloud with him and doesn't look at me any different when I need to "word-vomit" on him!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Fun!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We can be absolutely silly together!  Plus, we like doing the same things.  He is always up for an adventure, prank (well... if it's not on him) or curling up with a glass of wine and a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- An amazing Daddy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Plays like he is 3 years old himself!  One of my biggest joys is seeing how Joel continues to become an amazing father.  I know Isaiah is one blessed child for having a daddy like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like Will Ferrell on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elf&lt;/span&gt; when he yells at the top of his lungs " I AM IN LOVE  I AM IN LOVE.. AND I DON'T CARE WHO KNOWS IT!!"  So, excuse my mushy blog post I just have to let it out.  I love my husband..my best friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate Joel's 30th Birthday I threw him a 1980's themed party since he was born in 1980.  Here are a few highlights from the night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgWCp6CuaI/AAAAAAAAEEk/S0tZF6eRXdU/s1600/IMG_3812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgWCp6CuaI/AAAAAAAAEEk/S0tZF6eRXdU/s400/IMG_3812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546207175971617186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgWB3m9hVI/AAAAAAAAEEc/N6vTh-dybBg/s1600/IMG_3813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgWB3m9hVI/AAAAAAAAEEc/N6vTh-dybBg/s400/IMG_3813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546207162469811538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgWAsLqUBI/AAAAAAAAEEM/NLkWKotzXb4/s1600%20%20/IMG_3818.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The centerpieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgWAsLqUBI/AAAAAAAAEEM/NLkWKotzXb4/s1600%20%20/IMG_3818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgWAsLqUBI/AAAAAAAAEEM/NLkWKotzXb4/s400/IMG_3818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546207142222647314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgWBLG6UII/AAAAAAAAEEU/bKt7mUynJ_Q/s1600/IMG_3821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgWBLG6UII/AAAAAAAAEEU/bKt7mUynJ_Q/s400/IMG_3821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546207150524223618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgXJgqI5YI/AAAAAAAAEE0/jgFeaCGxnCs/s1600/IMG_2768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgXJgqI5YI/AAAAAAAAEE0/jgFeaCGxnCs/s400/IMG_2768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546208393259705730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgXKACAK9I/AAAAAAAAEE8/vqBFHZrAIMw/s1600/IMG_2760.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Birthday Boy aka. Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgXKACAK9I/AAAAAAAAEE8/vqBFHZrAIMw/s1600/IMG_2760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgXKACAK9I/AAAAAAAAEE8/vqBFHZrAIMw/s400/IMG_2760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546208401681296338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Amazing friend who traveled all the way from Chicago for the party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgWDBDdtsI/AAAAAAAAEEs/VxsFdUMKEow/s1600/IMG_3022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgWDBDdtsI/AAAAAAAAEEs/VxsFdUMKEow/s400/IMG_3022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546207182185150146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Beat It Dance we surprised everyone with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgXLH_gtRI/AAAAAAAAEFM/nA0z9uMXSuU/s1600/IMG_3002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgXLH_gtRI/AAAAAAAAEFM/nA0z9uMXSuU/s400/IMG_3002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546208420998198546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Great Company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgXLRro4aI/AAAAAAAAEFU/-8oRcUt6uo4/s1600/IMG_2924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgXLRro4aI/AAAAAAAAEFU/-8oRcUt6uo4/s400/IMG_2924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546208423599202722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgXKgTrrFI/AAAAAAAAEFE/Pnlzku9EBJs/s1600/IMG_2928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgXKgTrrFI/AAAAAAAAEFE/Pnlzku9EBJs/s400/IMG_2928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546208410345385042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It would have been great to have all of friends and family there.  We did have 90 people come, most dressed up and really got in to the theme!  Joel had a great night full of lots of laughter and dancing... turning 30 isn't so bad I guess (although I can say that since I am still 28).  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 30th Birthday Babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-758375125314907463?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/758375125314907463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=758375125314907463' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/758375125314907463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/758375125314907463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2010/12/november-20th-1980.html' title='November 20th 1980'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TPgYCNosHnI/AAAAAAAAEFc/iZriTsMuKIA/s72-c/joel%2Btoddler%2Bpicture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-1748732621616209982</id><published>2010-11-05T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T00:01:23.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Guitar Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Halloween a week late! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TNSgXfxPGlI/AAAAAAAAEDA/VSfYdlFkExM/s1600/IMG_3774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TNSgXfxPGlI/AAAAAAAAEDA/VSfYdlFkExM/s400/IMG_3774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536226167470627410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Isaiah, your eyes look weird and put your hands down!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TNSgXsSxRPI/AAAAAAAAEDI/w2KRA7u8kuU/s1600/IMG_3773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TNSgXsSxRPI/AAAAAAAAEDI/w2KRA7u8kuU/s400/IMG_3773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536226170832504050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, well ... at least he listened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TNSgX0HSW5I/AAAAAAAAEDQ/wBBZA2swiok/s1600/IMG_3776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TNSgX0HSW5I/AAAAAAAAEDQ/wBBZA2swiok/s400/IMG_3776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536226172931824530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was his project he worked on and was very proud of: lining up all his cars in a nice row.&lt;br /&gt;I think he takes after his Papa with his attention to detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TNSS2zZJbgI/AAAAAAAAEC4/P0_TbaOauEs/s1600/IMG_3782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TNSS2zZJbgI/AAAAAAAAEC4/P0_TbaOauEs/s400/IMG_3782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536211312151457282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah was a guitar for Halloween this year! He loves playing guitar hero with us and trying to play worship music with daddy's guitar so we thought this was perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TNSS2sGdqGI/AAAAAAAAECw/86QWFwKUUjA/s1600/IMG_3785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TNSS2sGdqGI/AAAAAAAAECw/86QWFwKUUjA/s400/IMG_3785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536211310194042978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is after I told him to put his hands down again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TNSS2FEYwAI/AAAAAAAAECo/Jg-BXlmxj9k/s1600/IMG_3793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TNSS2FEYwAI/AAAAAAAAECo/Jg-BXlmxj9k/s400/IMG_3793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536211299716349954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel and I decided to dress up too.  It's the best we could come up with spur of the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TNSS1hNa8NI/AAAAAAAAECg/oLjwBRj3EXY/s1600/IMG_3794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TNSS1hNa8NI/AAAAAAAAECg/oLjwBRj3EXY/s400/IMG_3794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536211290090565842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My guitar hero... what a rock star!  Cutest kid I saw that day ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-1748732621616209982?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1748732621616209982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=1748732621616209982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/1748732621616209982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/1748732621616209982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-guitar-hero.html' title='My Guitar Hero'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TNSgXfxPGlI/AAAAAAAAEDA/VSfYdlFkExM/s72-c/IMG_3774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-3244152075256862872</id><published>2010-10-25T13:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T14:02:19.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa and Grandma Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa and Grandma coming to visit = Isaiah getting spoiled. &lt;br /&gt;I guess that is what grandparents are supposed to do and they love it!  Isaiah got to go to the zoo, to the pumpkin farm, got new toys and lots of attention the week they were here!  Here are some highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXud-UMVNI/AAAAAAAAEB8/zTbViSY9pUk/s1600/DSCN1216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXud-UMVNI/AAAAAAAAEB8/zTbViSY9pUk/s400/DSCN1216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532089916005831890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Elephants were his favorite at the zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXuNH4W65I/AAAAAAAAEB0/3plUAjPlnXs/s1600/DSCN1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXuNH4W65I/AAAAAAAAEB0/3plUAjPlnXs/s400/DSCN1221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532089626515663762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding the train was his other favorite thing at the zoo.  He was probably more excited about that than the animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXuMz-AT9I/AAAAAAAAEBs/W6VxMmm3me8/s1600/DSCN1213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXuMz-AT9I/AAAAAAAAEBs/W6VxMmm3me8/s400/DSCN1213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532089621170638802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXuMoo_niI/AAAAAAAAEBk/Pbzvp_wp5l4/s1600/DSCN1223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXuMoo_niI/AAAAAAAAEBk/Pbzvp_wp5l4/s400/DSCN1223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532089618129722914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXuMAKHCJI/AAAAAAAAEBc/lj9PK0z9zwA/s1600/DSCN1228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXuMAKHCJI/AAAAAAAAEBc/lj9PK0z9zwA/s400/DSCN1228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532089607262767250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXuL6gbV9I/AAAAAAAAEBU/nkV2hvUw6hw/s1600/DSCN1233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXuL6gbV9I/AAAAAAAAEBU/nkV2hvUw6hw/s400/DSCN1233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532089605745760210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXtTtWcCgI/AAAAAAAAEBM/yAmeLH0mpwY/s1600/DSCN1246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXtTtWcCgI/AAAAAAAAEBM/yAmeLH0mpwY/s400/DSCN1246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532088640141527554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXtTZF5EVI/AAAAAAAAEBE/pWe9RkhYTRk/s1600/DSCN1267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXtTZF5EVI/AAAAAAAAEBE/pWe9RkhYTRk/s400/DSCN1267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532088634703417682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa and Grandma got to see his school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXtS6xPbqI/AAAAAAAAEA8/-ckgG4j0D60/s1600/DSCN1271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXtS6xPbqI/AAAAAAAAEA8/-ckgG4j0D60/s400/DSCN1271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532088626563739298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is working on his swing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXtSq0yk0I/AAAAAAAAEA0/ltIrb9t7Rtg/s1600/DSCN1272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXtSq0yk0I/AAAAAAAAEA0/ltIrb9t7Rtg/s400/DSCN1272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532088622283658050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXtSEQCA1I/AAAAAAAAEAs/T6d3tX3uZlQ/s1600/DSCN1281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXtSEQCA1I/AAAAAAAAEAs/T6d3tX3uZlQ/s400/DSCN1281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532088611928933202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natural farmers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXs3thiDBI/AAAAAAAAEAk/-M0Sj6EtpCg/s1600/DSCN1277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXs3thiDBI/AAAAAAAAEAk/-M0Sj6EtpCg/s400/DSCN1277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532088159151721490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXs3e3b7eI/AAAAAAAAEAc/xp_h1bBjyWI/s1600/DSCN1278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXs3e3b7eI/AAAAAAAAEAc/xp_h1bBjyWI/s400/DSCN1278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532088155217063394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXs3KgGGvI/AAAAAAAAEAU/uDcuHvC4PPk/s1600/DSCN1279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXs3KgGGvI/AAAAAAAAEAU/uDcuHvC4PPk/s400/DSCN1279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532088149750455026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXs2gUv2hI/AAAAAAAAEAM/vvlv5WyvaBw/s1600/DSCN1283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXs2gUv2hI/AAAAAAAAEAM/vvlv5WyvaBw/s400/DSCN1283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532088138428570130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXs2e6qNUI/AAAAAAAAEAE/pk-8P4Z1j5M/s1600/DSCN1284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXs2e6qNUI/AAAAAAAAEAE/pk-8P4Z1j5M/s400/DSCN1284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532088138050712898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a blessing to have them here!  Isaiah is still talking about our time together and he is very excited to go to Wisconsin for Christmas this year to see them again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-3244152075256862872?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3244152075256862872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=3244152075256862872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/3244152075256862872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/3244152075256862872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/grandpa-and-grandma-visit.html' title='Grandpa and Grandma Visit'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TMXud-UMVNI/AAAAAAAAEB8/zTbViSY9pUk/s72-c/DSCN1216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-2093684393838504664</id><published>2010-09-15T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T19:48:09.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Pre" Pre-school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaiah? Preschool? He can't be old enough.  I have been hearing that  a lot lately.  And although I would like to brag that my toddler is some mega genius, he isn't.  Isaiah is in a 2 1/2 year old class called JAMS at a Christian preschool.  It is only 1 day per week for 3 hours.  We decided to do it because he seems bored with us (don't know why, we are so fun).  Although he has friends at church and he gets social interaction, we thought it would be good for him to be introduced to a structured environment .  "Structured" for a 2 1/2 year old is really just free play time, potty time, outside playtime, story time, potty time again, craft and go home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started on Monday and absolutely LOVES it so far.   Of course, what little boy wouldn't love a school that has a Thomas Train?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from the very much documented first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TJGC5tcKw2I/AAAAAAAAD-Y/zI368OR_0RI/s1600/IMG_3705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TJGC5tcKw2I/AAAAAAAAD-Y/zI368OR_0RI/s400/IMG_3705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517334946467464034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TJGC5Eh_FUI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/uJCVzifoGhU/s1600/IMG_3706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TJGC5Eh_FUI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/uJCVzifoGhU/s400/IMG_3706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517334935486010690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TJGCtTTpG4I/AAAAAAAAD-I/TsGSdr8STXY/s1600/IMG_3707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TJGCtTTpG4I/AAAAAAAAD-I/TsGSdr8STXY/s400/IMG_3707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517334733293951874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TJGCs4vPC0I/AAAAAAAAD-A/waaa8Ta8gMg/s1600/IMG_3709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TJGCs4vPC0I/AAAAAAAAD-A/waaa8Ta8gMg/s400/IMG_3709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517334726161926978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TJGCssZgKcI/AAAAAAAAD94/3MSW5LR5bEc/s1600/IMG_3711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TJGCssZgKcI/AAAAAAAAD94/3MSW5LR5bEc/s400/IMG_3711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517334722849548738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TJGCsBRw-xI/AAAAAAAAD9w/i4F49t6tv84/s1600/IMG_3713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TJGCsBRw-xI/AAAAAAAAD9w/i4F49t6tv84/s400/IMG_3713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517334711274371858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TJGCr8SLnxI/AAAAAAAAD9o/6dE61M86RCk/s1600/IMG_3714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TJGCr8SLnxI/AAAAAAAAD9o/6dE61M86RCk/s400/IMG_3714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517334709933940498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-2093684393838504664?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2093684393838504664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=2093684393838504664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2093684393838504664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2093684393838504664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2010/09/pre-pre-school.html' title='&quot;Pre&quot; Pre-school'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TJGC5tcKw2I/AAAAAAAAD-Y/zI368OR_0RI/s72-c/IMG_3705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-5327524423935647786</id><published>2010-09-04T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T20:49:50.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August in a Nutshell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;August was so hectic, so I thought I would give a nutshell update. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel, my parents and my brother surprised me for my birthday with a trip to see one of my best friends, Annie who lives in Tampa, FL.  It was 4 days of laughter and LOTS of talking! &lt;br /&gt;I love this girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TIMLn-X8IQI/AAAAAAAAD5o/cLLKl73SaM4/s1600/IMG_3573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TIMLn-X8IQI/AAAAAAAAD5o/cLLKl73SaM4/s400/IMG_3573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513263150217830658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I got to meet this cutie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TIMMKK1dXkI/AAAAAAAAD5w/QMBQADPCkIw/s1600/IMG_3594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TIMMKK1dXkI/AAAAAAAAD5w/QMBQADPCkIw/s400/IMG_3594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513263737678421570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oliver (aka Ollie)  is 18 months and he completely stole my heart last weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;At the beginning of the month, my brother was able to come out for 10 days!  Good times hanging out with him.  Isaiah LOVES being around his Uncle Jeffy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TIMLnJL9gyI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/AYIMtv2E3pI/s1600/IMG_3525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TIMLnJL9gyI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/AYIMtv2E3pI/s400/IMG_3525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513263135940510498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that mountain beard is completely real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;August was also filled with the typical silly behavior of this 2 year old.  He loves helping me cook... although it's hard to focus when he does things like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TIMLmofrFvI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/b9PoovJX7Kw/s1600/IMG_3518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TIMLmofrFvI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/b9PoovJX7Kw/s400/IMG_3518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513263127164819186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The big news right now is that Isaiah is in bog boy underwear!   Don't get too excited though, he is not 100% potty trained yet,  but we are getting closer.  You can pray for me in the meantime as there has been lots of accidents, laundry and complete loathing of this stage.  At least he is cute in his superhero undies... makes the process a little more bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TIMLmMzKlTI/AAAAAAAAD5I/rGYpUoJZsKM/s1600/IMG_3515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TIMLmMzKlTI/AAAAAAAAD5I/rGYpUoJZsKM/s400/IMG_3515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513263119730382130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every summer goes by so quick, but I love fall so it makes it a little easier to transition.  I put my fall decorations up today and started daydreaming about football, pumpkin spice lattes and Halloween costumes... it's such a great season.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Labor Day Weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-5327524423935647786?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5327524423935647786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=5327524423935647786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/5327524423935647786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/5327524423935647786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2010/09/august-in-nutshell.html' title='August in a Nutshell'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TIMLn-X8IQI/AAAAAAAAD5o/cLLKl73SaM4/s72-c/IMG_3573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-505237502640197834</id><published>2010-08-12T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T16:07:54.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bikin' 80's style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been wanting to get a new bike ever since Joel and I moved to Colorado.  It just seems like it always takes the back burner.  Something else always takes the priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what we ride:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TGQKnsGunXI/AAAAAAAAD4o/djqym8E3Cak/s1600/IMG_3534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TGQKnsGunXI/AAAAAAAAD4o/djqym8E3Cak/s400/IMG_3534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504536321524145522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My brother and I rode these bikes when we were growing up! Both probably were purchased late 80's maybe early 90's.  I don't know if the picture does it justice.  Mine is the super rad turquoise bike complete with "splatter paint."  Joel has the gray one with black splatter paint (which was very "in" at the time).  When I am riding mine, I feel like I should have a walkman on listening to New Kids on the Block and wearing a  high side pony tail.   My back breaks don't work and there are only 2 gears that it goes in to- really easy and really hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind that it is borderline illegal in CO to ride a "ghetto" bike.  People really... I mean REALLY care about their bikes here.  But it all comes down to 1 thing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TGQKnIn2NJI/AAAAAAAAD4g/NVXg7ip2wQA/s1600/IMG_3532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TGQKnIn2NJI/AAAAAAAAD4g/NVXg7ip2wQA/s400/IMG_3532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504536311999378578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We put new tires on them last year, bought a $10 bike seat for Isaiah and off we go!  And, guess what?  They still serve their purpose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TGQKmvy-DeI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/NO88PQI_PVM/s1600/IMG_3535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TGQKmvy-DeI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/NO88PQI_PVM/s400/IMG_3535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504536305335143906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah loves going for bike rides.  He is even wearing his Run DMC shirt to go with the 80's theme (not done on purpose)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TGQKlyo_KBI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/3rd6tpmjjdc/s1600/IMG_3536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TGQKlyo_KBI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/3rd6tpmjjdc/s400/IMG_3536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504536288918710290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TGQKlpl1INI/AAAAAAAAD4I/-JgWUuQv8QM/s1600/IMG_3539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TGQKlpl1INI/AAAAAAAAD4I/-JgWUuQv8QM/s400/IMG_3539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504536286489551058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often complain about not having a backyard, but this is our backyard for now.  It's an 8 mile nature trail around a beautiful reservoir... really can't complain, it's gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TGQKAve4jlI/AAAAAAAAD4A/2MDFK-sPjlc/s1600/IMG_3544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TGQKAve4jlI/AAAAAAAAD4A/2MDFK-sPjlc/s400/IMG_3544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504535652415868498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TGQKAMcky-I/AAAAAAAAD34/RUeQWYetB8U/s1600/IMG_3545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TGQKAMcky-I/AAAAAAAAD34/RUeQWYetB8U/s400/IMG_3545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504535643010943970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perfect view of the mountains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TGQJ_z1slvI/AAAAAAAAD3w/l0xN9uOliDc/s1600/IMG_3552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TGQJ_z1slvI/AAAAAAAAD3w/l0xN9uOliDc/s400/IMG_3552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504535636405425906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like biking with this guy... he is cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TGQJ_TQjLVI/AAAAAAAAD3o/57cUPfUYYxk/s1600/IMG_3554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TGQJ_TQjLVI/AAAAAAAAD3o/57cUPfUYYxk/s400/IMG_3554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504535627659685202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah loves spotting the incredible wildlife around there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TGQJ-xXZhHI/AAAAAAAAD3g/9XYeNhrXCzE/s1600/IMG_3564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TGQJ-xXZhHI/AAAAAAAAD3g/9XYeNhrXCzE/s400/IMG_3564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504535618561606770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We go almost every morning. I love getting out on that trail, breathing in the fresh summer air.&lt;br /&gt;So until we are able to get new bikes, we are happy being big dorks bikin' 80's style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-505237502640197834?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/505237502640197834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=505237502640197834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/505237502640197834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/505237502640197834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2010/08/bikin-80s-style.html' title='Bikin&apos; 80&apos;s style'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TGQKnsGunXI/AAAAAAAAD4o/djqym8E3Cak/s72-c/IMG_3534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-7887933203580106100</id><published>2010-06-29T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T20:55:31.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glory Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 in 4 pregnancies end in a miscarriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have heard it before, I know it is common... never in my life did I think I would be 1 of those 4.  Joel and I were so excited last week to find out we were expecting Russell baby #2.   We were devastated on Sunday to find out that baby went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We couldn't have done anything different to prevent or change this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I believe life starts at conception, so even though I was early... it was still our little one we lost.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please. Prayers over Pity.  Not just for me, but for all the women who have lost their little ones before they could even be held. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At this point, I don't have words to describe how I feel.  The song below is as close as it gets:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Glory Baby by Watermark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Glory baby you                      slipped away as fast as we could say baby…baby..&lt;br /&gt;                   You were growing, what happened dear?&lt;br /&gt;                   You disappeared on us baby…baby..&lt;br /&gt;                   Heaven will hold you before we do&lt;br /&gt;                   Heaven will keep you safe until we’re home with you…                    &lt;br /&gt;                   Until we’re home with you… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;                   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Miss you everyday                    &lt;br /&gt;                   Miss you in every way&lt;br /&gt;                   But we know there’s a&lt;br /&gt;                   day when we will hold you&lt;br /&gt;                   We will hold you&lt;br /&gt;                   You’ll kiss our tears away&lt;br /&gt;                   When we’re home to stay&lt;br /&gt;                   Can’t wait for the day when we will see you&lt;br /&gt;                   We will see you&lt;br /&gt;                   But baby let sweet Jesus hold you&lt;br /&gt;                   ‘till mom and dad can hold you…&lt;br /&gt;                   You’ll just have heaven before we do&lt;br /&gt;                   You’ll just have heaven before we do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;                   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweet little babies,                      it’s hard to&lt;br /&gt;                   understand it ‘cause we’re hurting&lt;br /&gt;                   We are hurting&lt;br /&gt;                   But there is healing&lt;br /&gt;                   And we know we’re stronger people through the growing                    &lt;br /&gt;                   And in knowing-&lt;br /&gt;                   That all things work together for our good&lt;br /&gt;                   And God works His purposes just like He said He would…                    &lt;br /&gt;                   Just like He said He would… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;                   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;                   I can’t imagine heaven’s lullabies&lt;br /&gt;                   and what they must sound like&lt;br /&gt;                   But I will rest in knowing, heaven is your home&lt;br /&gt;                   And it’s all you’ll ever know…all you’ll                      ever know…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the only link I could find to the actual song if you want to hear part of it :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FobeElssLCs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Before all of this happened, I have noticed how miscarriages are almost a taboo conversation.  For many women it's this hidden secret that is bottled up and not talked about.  Maybe it's because our culture says that it's not life.  Maybe it's because there aren't a lot of places to process and talk about it.  Maybe because in some ways, it's easier not to talk about it.  I respect that everyone deals differently with their miscarriage.  Although I know I have a lot of healing and growth ahead, I have already made the decision to put it out in the open.  Why?  Because I want to help others through this hurt and for them to know they aren't alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-7887933203580106100?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7887933203580106100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=7887933203580106100' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7887933203580106100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7887933203580106100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2010/06/glory-baby.html' title='Glory Baby'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-3996520165826301224</id><published>2010-06-07T22:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T06:59:42.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God chose ME?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have always wanted to go in to the mission field, even when I was little I thought it would be great to live in a far away country and tell the world about Jesus, help the poor and needy and love orphaned children.  Even at a time when I wasn't walking closely with God, I wanted to go do missions!  I am all about a cause, whatever cause is on my heart at the time (which, for those that know me... I have had several).  I have some friends going in to the mission field and I have a best friend in Africa with the peace corps.  I can't help but be a little jealous of them... really living out and helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sort of mulling over this the other day and it hit me.  I AM living it out.&lt;br /&gt;This is my ministry right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TA3YSrxLHLI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/9O4pCRF4Sz4/s1600/IMG_3424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TA3YSrxLHLI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/9O4pCRF4Sz4/s400/IMG_3424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480274137077980338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough calling, right?!  I know it might sound weird to some but I don't view Isaiah as a "mission field," but I do have a ministry in my own son.  I am called to raise him up to love others, have a world perspective, be compassionate, love God and so much more.  Especially in our society, this is a battle.  It takes prayer, fighting, strength and perseverance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe God would choose me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I was the one chosen to be a mom to Isaiah.  It was perfectly orchestrated (and a complete surprise nonetheless). God knew that Joel and I would be the best ones to parent this unique child.  Even though I have no idea what I am doing most of the time and I feel like I could be at my wits end some days, I was made for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TA3YTldWW8I/AAAAAAAAD2o/g1yreBt_9E0/s1600/IMG_3423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TA3YTldWW8I/AAAAAAAAD2o/g1yreBt_9E0/s400/IMG_3423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480274152564087746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help him grow, learn and love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TA3YTGWQSNI/AAAAAAAAD2g/IAciuCI1qPw/s1600/IMG_3422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TA3YTGWQSNI/AAAAAAAAD2g/IAciuCI1qPw/s400/IMG_3422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480274144212830418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I have such a heart for impoverished countries and would love to go overseas someday and help, there are needs everywhere.  There are broken people here in our backyards.  There are organizations here that need our financial help, prayers, volunteering and support.  There are elderly people that need someone to talk to. There are children to focus on and raise up to a higher standard of love and compassion.  I want to be willing to go wherever to do whatever whenever; whether it's a different country, our backyard or in the messy bedroom down the hall of our 2 year old son.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might sometimes be viewed as "just a suburban mom", but it's SO much more than that.  I have been called to this right now as my ministry. God chose ME for this!  I couldn't be more thankful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-3996520165826301224?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3996520165826301224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=3996520165826301224' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/3996520165826301224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/3996520165826301224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2010/06/god-chose-me.html' title='God chose ME?'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/TA3YSrxLHLI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/9O4pCRF4Sz4/s72-c/IMG_3424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-2956529081226153791</id><published>2010-05-10T13:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T13:57:03.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have baggage...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S-hynWmzdRI/AAAAAAAAD14/sEo0FCAE_vk/s1600/IMG_3404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S-hynWmzdRI/AAAAAAAAD14/sEo0FCAE_vk/s400/IMG_3404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469747767850267922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S-hymxmLqyI/AAAAAAAAD1w/MjFZGrIkcco/s1600/IMG_3403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S-hymxmLqyI/AAAAAAAAD1w/MjFZGrIkcco/s400/IMG_3403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469747757915548450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I should call it "Precious Cargo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S-hymf0Rf5I/AAAAAAAAD1o/J-jzNpWSNRU/s1600/IMG_3405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S-hymf0Rf5I/AAAAAAAAD1o/J-jzNpWSNRU/s400/IMG_3405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469747753142812562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S-hymKasrhI/AAAAAAAAD1g/Jr0QoXc0vaU/s1600/IMG_3402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S-hymKasrhI/AAAAAAAAD1g/Jr0QoXc0vaU/s400/IMG_3402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469747747398397458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently all the toys in the world don't compare to riding around in a suitcase!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-2956529081226153791?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2956529081226153791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=2956529081226153791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2956529081226153791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2956529081226153791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-have-baggage.html' title='I have baggage...'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S-hynWmzdRI/AAAAAAAAD14/sEo0FCAE_vk/s72-c/IMG_3404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-5999959947826031960</id><published>2010-04-20T17:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T13:58:51.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the Gang...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MOOSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S89Y7YamniI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/tIDCPrfceI4/s1600/IMG_3413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S89Y7YamniI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/tIDCPrfceI4/s400/IMG_3413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462682650213260834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUGHBERT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S89Y6uO5E0I/AAAAAAAAD1Q/1N1_O3ykIBA/s1600/IMG_3412-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S89Y6uO5E0I/AAAAAAAAD1Q/1N1_O3ykIBA/s400/IMG_3412-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462682638889849666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MR. FROG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S89Y6NamyJI/AAAAAAAAD1I/RGldUxrmXbA/s1600/IMG_3414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S89Y6NamyJI/AAAAAAAAD1I/RGldUxrmXbA/s400/IMG_3414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462682630080612498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We call them... "The Gang."  The gang is included in every activity here at The Russell house, they are becoming like family.  Isaiah makes sure they get their doctor check ups, they sit on the potty and they even eat at the table with us.  Isaiah puts them down to go night night by tucking all 3 of them in bed, shutting the curtains, praying and then turning off the lights.  He takes them for rides on his bike, sets them on the couch to watch a movie and even scolds them when they have been bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago Hughbert apparently did something he wasn't supposed to.  He got put in a timeout with the full scolding.  "Hughbert, NO! Timeout!" says the disciplinary 2 year old.  Obviously it helped... Hughbert hasn't been in timeout since. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Isaiah thought that the Gang needed a bath, he sat by the dryer the whole time to make sure they were OK when they were "All dry and better." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned my lesson one night when I told Isaiah he could only take one to the car with us.  I had him pick one (he chose Hughbert).  I put Hughbert in the diaper bag, started out the door and realized Isaiah still had a death grip on Mr. Frog and Moose.  After explaining again that he can only take one, he sat down in protest not leaving without all 3.  I know now- if one goes they all go!  At least Isaiah is loyal....stubborn, but loyal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S89Yf8JVz-I/AAAAAAAAD1A/3S3Cot_nSxw/s1600/IMG_3408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S89Yf8JVz-I/AAAAAAAAD1A/3S3Cot_nSxw/s400/IMG_3408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462682178768195554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S89YfR0YeeI/AAAAAAAAD04/jOL__bRVwtg/s1600/IMG_3407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S89YfR0YeeI/AAAAAAAAD04/jOL__bRVwtg/s400/IMG_3407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462682167406000610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S89YesDsNpI/AAAAAAAAD0w/RP6ArNH9boE/s1600/IMG_3411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S89YesDsNpI/AAAAAAAAD0w/RP6ArNH9boE/s400/IMG_3411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462682157269661330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S89Yd7QIrmI/AAAAAAAAD0o/GpCcWrl3V2k/s1600/IMG_3417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S89Yd7QIrmI/AAAAAAAAD0o/GpCcWrl3V2k/s400/IMG_3417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462682144168521314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S89YdVnVGYI/AAAAAAAAD0g/qs384DjLAbA/s1600/IMG_3418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S89YdVnVGYI/AAAAAAAAD0g/qs384DjLAbA/s400/IMG_3418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462682134065256834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love The Gang! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-5999959947826031960?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5999959947826031960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=5999959947826031960' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/5999959947826031960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/5999959947826031960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/meet-gang.html' title='Meet the Gang...'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S89Y7YamniI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/tIDCPrfceI4/s72-c/IMG_3413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-264777865875755049</id><published>2010-04-15T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T13:25:22.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Short</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S8dq8bCJhHI/AAAAAAAADz0/ih2-aTiiY3s/s1600/Luke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 145px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S8dq8bCJhHI/AAAAAAAADz0/ih2-aTiiY3s/s400/Luke.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460450659491480690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost 4 years ago my friend Max from high school passed away suddenly of an asthma attack.  He was married with 3 young kids.  Max and I weren't close anymore at the time of his tragic death, but he was someone I was very close with at one point in my life.  His shocking death was heartbreaking.  On Tuesday night, Max's younger brother Luke was killed in a car accident (picture above).  Max and Luke's mom, Becky only had 2 boys...they are now both gone before the age of 30. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is Short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I lost my teaching job, my car was in the shop with bad news and we found out we owed on taxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit it - my thoughts have been consumed recently with a desire to be in a cute little house with a backyard.  How can we get there?  How can we get out of our condo?  How can we make more money so we aren't living paycheck to paycheck?  I don't consider myself someone consumed with money or things because I don't want anything extravagant but I want to be "comfortable." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shame on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S8dy7NioI6I/AAAAAAAADz8/YYp2SGFdZNQ/s1600/christy+hut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S8dy7NioI6I/AAAAAAAADz8/YYp2SGFdZNQ/s400/christy+hut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460459434782761890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my best friends lives in Burkina Faso Africa.  She is with the Peace Corps and she is serving her village in amazing ways!  The mud hut above is her house.  My 2 bedroom condo would be luxury for the people in her village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being "comfortable" can pay a high price on everything else in life.  It's a great thing to work hard, want to provide for your family and be successful but when you are consumed with it... it can take a toll on the most important aspects of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah was outside riding his bike today.  We did our normal route around our condo's "pond" (if that's what you call it...more like a little icky green swamp).  We saw our geese.  I took the liberty of naming them Bob and Fran.  Isaiah said "Hi Geese!" And then, out of no where started laughing hysterically...not just for a little bit, but for several minutes.  I don't know what got in to him.   Oh, the simple pleasures of life! Did I laugh too? At first...and then I started crying (I know...surprise surprise).  I just thought about Max and Luke's mom, Becky.  She had 2 boys just like this.  I don't want to take my blessings for granted for one minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My security is not in my job, the amount of money I make or what house I live in.  My life and thoughts shouldn't be consumed with thinking about those things either.  I live on this earth to serve my God, Jesus Christ.  He has called me to be a wife, a mom and to serve others.  I hope to enjoy every day doing what He has called me to do.  I hope to live to the fullest and to soak up all the wonderful people in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-264777865875755049?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/264777865875755049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=264777865875755049' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/264777865875755049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/264777865875755049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-is-short.html' title='Life is Short'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S8dq8bCJhHI/AAAAAAAADz0/ih2-aTiiY3s/s72-c/Luke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-4704221583596489649</id><published>2010-04-08T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T10:00:48.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had such a fun Easter this year! It's so much fun to have Isaiah old enough to dye eggs, Easter Egg hunt and even start to understand the real meaning of Easter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we did "Resurrection Eggs."  It's something I heard about through my mom's group at church.  You get an empty egg carton, fill it with plastic eggs that are numbered 1-12.  Each egg has a little something in it to represent the story of Easter.  Example Egg #1 has a little piece of bread to symbolize the last supper. #9 is an empty egg to represent the Empty tomb (Isaiah says, "No Jesus" as he puts his hands up in the air).  It goes through the whole story of Jesus's death and resurrection with bible verses and everything.  Isaiah loves going through it, especially because he can open each egg and get a hands on experience instead of just listening to the story.  It's even good for me to go through the story with him just as a reminder of the incredible sacrifice God made so that we can be made new.  So, as fun as the typical Easter stuff was...it is a blessing to see our son learning about the One who loves him SO MUCH that he gave His son for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S74IEIuUBmI/AAAAAAAADzM/3Loc5H1_DnU/s1600/IMG_3388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S74IEIuUBmI/AAAAAAAADzM/3Loc5H1_DnU/s400/IMG_3388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457808665573852770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S74IDuV1KNI/AAAAAAAADzE/8h42cNrl_Lc/s1600/IMG_3376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S74IDuV1KNI/AAAAAAAADzE/8h42cNrl_Lc/s400/IMG_3376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457808658491844818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S74IDJOlfbI/AAAAAAAADy8/MSinF3ptg_M/s1600/IMG_3380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S74Ilvh9nTI/AAAAAAAADzk/dHVOhZghOrs/s400/IMG_3394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457809242926718258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S74IFOJbH2I/AAAAAAAADzc/jM8E-pejjrQ/s1600/IMG_3395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S74IFOJbH2I/AAAAAAAADzc/jM8E-pejjrQ/s400/IMG_3395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457808684209610594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S74IEoKW5oI/AAAAAAAADzU/vE-OLE2uEa0/s1600/IMG_3390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S74IEoKW5oI/AAAAAAAADzU/vE-OLE2uEa0/s400/IMG_3390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457808674012980866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-4704221583596489649?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4704221583596489649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=4704221583596489649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/4704221583596489649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/4704221583596489649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S74IEIuUBmI/AAAAAAAADzM/3Loc5H1_DnU/s72-c/IMG_3388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-7568359789432964756</id><published>2010-03-28T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:08:24.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Napa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_sRbzE8sI/AAAAAAAADxw/_QIMORTZLEc/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_sRbzE8sI/AAAAAAAADxw/_QIMORTZLEc/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453837458032882370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;In our last 4 1/2 years of marriage, we have traveled a lot.  We have been to several weddings, visited family and friends.  We haven't been on a "real" vacation since our honeymoon.  I know it's not a real long time, but lately we have really needed to get away.  With Isaiah is full swing toddler-hood, busy schedules and other things going on in life...we just needed to relax.  We were blessed enough to be able to go away to Napa Valley for 5 days with some of our best friends, Megan and Kelby.  It was the most relaxing, beautiful vacation.  We had such a good time and are ready to go back already! Between getting massages, drinking wine, touring vineyards and relaxing in the hot tub at night... our bodies were like Jell-O all week!  Sorry if this is making any or you jealous...just wait till you see the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_j4MOK2rI/AAAAAAAADuo/xmvQTeTHvFE/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+151.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_j4MOK2rI/AAAAAAAADuo/xmvQTeTHvFE/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our cute little bungalow in Old Town Napa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_j4nNHD3I/AAAAAAAADuw/AzdlvKCUQBY/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_j4nNHD3I/AAAAAAAADuw/AzdlvKCUQBY/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back Yard with Hot Tub and Garden Suite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_j4xTEdWI/AAAAAAAADu4/_pvvu6TE-pk/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_j4xTEdWI/AAAAAAAADu4/_pvvu6TE-pk/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artesa Winery.  Beautiful Views and artsy decor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_j5CWPJZI/AAAAAAAADvA/PBrzJwJcLJM/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_j5CWPJZI/AAAAAAAADvA/PBrzJwJcLJM/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Beautiful Scenery everywhere we went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_lHpaxcoI/AAAAAAAADvg/Dljf-C3dYIw/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_lHpaxcoI/AAAAAAAADvg/Dljf-C3dYIw/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453829593308951170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the vines have just been pruned ready for growth.  Harvest is early fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_lG4SUIVI/AAAAAAAADvY/NzgUqf35Hxo/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_lG4SUIVI/AAAAAAAADvY/NzgUqf35Hxo/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453829580120138066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_lGfiW4pI/AAAAAAAADvQ/0y-A-hDwYoY/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_lGfiW4pI/AAAAAAAADvQ/0y-A-hDwYoY/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453829573476541074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan and Kelby.  Amazing people who were incredible to travel with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_lF_D79zI/AAAAAAAADvI/qK_dK_Jj0G4/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_lF_D79zI/AAAAAAAADvI/qK_dK_Jj0G4/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453829564759013170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't the background look fake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_pVZM3lPI/AAAAAAAADwQ/fHtg8hX4wOc/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_pVZM3lPI/AAAAAAAADwQ/fHtg8hX4wOc/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453834227520345330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Robert Mondavi Winery.  300 bottles per barrel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_pU_lqPZI/AAAAAAAADwI/sXC3YZ5Ncc8/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_pU_lqPZI/AAAAAAAADwI/sXC3YZ5Ncc8/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453834220645006738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Barrels for Fermenting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_pUYPPlMI/AAAAAAAADwA/iaCm5GWstpY/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_pUYPPlMI/AAAAAAAADwA/iaCm5GWstpY/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453834210082002114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Mondavi had a gorgeous Tuscany feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_lH_QOP_I/AAAAAAAADvo/wC65cUwfDRA/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_lH_QOP_I/AAAAAAAADvo/wC65cUwfDRA/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453829599170281458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V. Sattui for Lunch.  They have a picnic area and a deli with gourmet cheeses, bread, and of course...wine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_pTaSZ23I/AAAAAAAADvw/2zR_On1F5C8/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+204.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_qv_RjVkI/AAAAAAAADw4/T2n-_uMONMg/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_qv_RjVkI/AAAAAAAADw4/T2n-_uMONMg/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453835783928763970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cave Tour at Beringer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_qvZaiCnI/AAAAAAAADww/aLLT3Aru5cE/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_qvZaiCnI/AAAAAAAADww/aLLT3Aru5cE/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453835773765880434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beringer House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_qut7WL-I/AAAAAAAADwo/w_ehKUrqZPo/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_qut7WL-I/AAAAAAAADwo/w_ehKUrqZPo/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453835762092355554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy St. Patty's Day at Domaine Chandon.  They are a Champagnery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_quDp5ztI/AAAAAAAADwg/-oc3WDawDAs/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_quDp5ztI/AAAAAAAADwg/-oc3WDawDAs/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453835750744903378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They serve this green champagne at the White House every year for St. Patrick's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_qtg7kg8I/AAAAAAAADwY/TP2rmSzHRIg/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_qtg7kg8I/AAAAAAAADwY/TP2rmSzHRIg/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453835741423764418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan and I relaxed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_rsdq_p9I/AAAAAAAADxg/MLurZPDWwvw/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_rsdq_p9I/AAAAAAAADxg/MLurZPDWwvw/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453836822880692178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel...relaxed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_rr3nLz5I/AAAAAAAADxY/vv9o_7GJLEo/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_rr3nLz5I/AAAAAAAADxY/vv9o_7GJLEo/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453836812664164242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sterling Vineyards.  You have to take an Air Tram to get up to the Winery. Breathtaking views!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_rqtCactI/AAAAAAAADxI/l6i1mf3nm74/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_rqtCactI/AAAAAAAADxI/l6i1mf3nm74/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453836792645710546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sterling had a Greek feel to it.  They had church bells going off every hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_rrLoxD0I/AAAAAAAADxQ/d9Rexapz9qk/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_rrLoxD0I/AAAAAAAADxQ/d9Rexapz9qk/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453836800859639618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chateau Montelena.  This is the Vineyard that put Napa on the map.  See the movie "Bottle Shock" for an entertaining history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_rqF5obQI/AAAAAAAADxA/NyB9l-CvIaM/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_rqF5obQI/AAAAAAAADxA/NyB9l-CvIaM/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453836782139895042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_sRoD5XcI/AAAAAAAADx4/gUo_tsxxGc0/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_sRoD5XcI/AAAAAAAADx4/gUo_tsxxGc0/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453837461324651970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to end our trip with a half day in San Francisco. It was the first time I had been there... love that city!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_sQz8qJ5I/AAAAAAAADxo/Jgwlz-5WndA/s1600/Napa+Valley+2010+569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_sQz8qJ5I/AAAAAAAADxo/Jgwlz-5WndA/s400/Napa+Valley+2010+569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453837447335651218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-7568359789432964756?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7568359789432964756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=7568359789432964756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7568359789432964756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7568359789432964756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2010/03/napa.html' title='Napa'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S6_sRbzE8sI/AAAAAAAADxw/_QIMORTZLEc/s72-c/Napa+Valley+2010+509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-115277334088139516</id><published>2010-03-01T13:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T13:57:34.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaiah already has lots of friends, but here are a few that we got some good pictures of recently!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S4w2Yv73FII/AAAAAAAAC9U/WvSjh2KmXoQ/s1600-h/IMG_3097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S4w2Yv73FII/AAAAAAAAC9U/WvSjh2KmXoQ/s400/IMG_3097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443785848396387458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan is almost 5 months old now.  He belongs to Jim and Emily, our friends from church.  We have been doing a lot of "baby swaps" with eachother.  We watch Logan for a night while they go out and then Jim and Emily with watch Isaiah on another night.  Saves money on babysitters and it's good for the boys to be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S4w2YGR6SPI/AAAAAAAAC9M/IEtOClBceO4/s1600-h/IMG_3096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S4w2YGR6SPI/AAAAAAAAC9M/IEtOClBceO4/s400/IMG_3096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443785837214583026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah loves to help with Logan.  He plays peek-a-boo, brings him blankets and toys, and last week he fed him for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S4w2XosI9bI/AAAAAAAAC9E/ne1sgnGXxOU/s1600-h/IMG_3078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S4w2XosI9bI/AAAAAAAAC9E/ne1sgnGXxOU/s400/IMG_3078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443785829271532978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Caden!! Oh, isn't he so adorable?  He had his first birthday at the end of January.  He belongs to my friend Bethany, who I went to North Park with.  Luckily, she lives in Denver so we get to see each other frequently. It will be so fun to see these 2 run around as they continue to get older! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-115277334088139516?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/115277334088139516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=115277334088139516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/115277334088139516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/115277334088139516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2010/03/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S4w2Yv73FII/AAAAAAAAC9U/WvSjh2KmXoQ/s72-c/IMG_3097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-5215551208234770699</id><published>2010-01-29T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T09:22:59.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything needs to be BIG now.  Isaiah is always asking for BIG chair, BIG cup, BIG potty and now... BIG BED!!  Last week, Isaiah threw some of his balls in to his crib.  I said, "Oh no, what are you going to do now?"  He looked at me, crawled up on the side of his crib, threw his balls out and proceeded to crawl out of his crib like a little spider monkey!  I watched in amazement, shock and fear knowing that the days of containing him in his crib are now over.  When I laid him down for his nap later that day  I heard the door creak open and saw his little face peak out (with a BIG proud smirk on it).  4 times it took to get him to take a nap.  This week we got a new BIG Boy bed.  It's so cute and Isaiah loves it.  He is even pretty good about staying in it through the night (knock on wood).  It's a little bittersweet for Joel and I.  It is so awesome to see him grow, learn and change...but we are a little sad that the baby phase is gone.  Now, time to soak up toddlerhood with all the new challenges and joys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S2MR6d-vK2I/AAAAAAAAC8Q/XbA9AqwOwMg/s1600-h/IMG_3069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S2MR6d-vK2I/AAAAAAAAC8Q/XbA9AqwOwMg/s400/IMG_3069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432205271716801378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah and his new BIG bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S2MR7MqJd1I/AAAAAAAAC8g/ILjAQ6mfo8Y/s1600-h/IMG_3071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S2MR7MqJd1I/AAAAAAAAC8g/ILjAQ6mfo8Y/s400/IMG_3071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432205284246910802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was working at the desk the other day and Isaiah walked in wearing my panty hose and my teacher badge.  Keep in mind, he WAS wearing clothes before this.  Apparently he needed to take off his clothes to get the full efffect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S2MR6kTZjzI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JyYvaesEu_A/s1600-h/IMG_3063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S2MR6kTZjzI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JyYvaesEu_A/s400/IMG_3063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432205273414078258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah had to get himself in Kelby's cowboy boots.  We thought we would add the hat too so the look would be complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-5215551208234770699?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5215551208234770699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=5215551208234770699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/5215551208234770699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/5215551208234770699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/big.html' title='BIG'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S2MR6d-vK2I/AAAAAAAAC8Q/XbA9AqwOwMg/s72-c/IMG_3069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-9007571687930963789</id><published>2010-01-16T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T08:37:24.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaiah makes us laugh every day... he just keeps getting funnier.  I can't wait till he starts talking because I know he will crack us up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah LOVES the camera.  He quickly learned how to take pictures.  This week I let him take some shots... this is what he came up with.  Kind of artsy?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a linkindex="16" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S1Hb0YY2b7I/AAAAAAAAC6w/XdtneYn9iAA/s1600-h/IMG_3043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S1Hb0YY2b7I/AAAAAAAAC6w/XdtneYn9iAA/s400/IMG_3043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427360718904520626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a linkindex="17" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S1Hbz8oC8KI/AAAAAAAAC6o/HHKtxImvUjM/s1600-h/IMG_3041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S1Hbz8oC8KI/AAAAAAAAC6o/HHKtxImvUjM/s400/IMG_3041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427360711452061858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know we are big dorks, but this is what we do when we have some free time.  We love guitar hero.  Get ready for the Russell Band.  Isaiah always does well on drums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a linkindex="18" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S1HbzfSJ8wI/AAAAAAAAC6g/LCv6X5Eade4/s1600-h/IMG_3032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S1HbzfSJ8wI/AAAAAAAAC6g/LCv6X5Eade4/s400/IMG_3032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427360703575618306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we hand Isaiah the phone to talk, he is usually silent (unless he is talking to his cousin Conner).  It's funny because if he steals our phone and nobody is on the other end he will chatter endlessly (laughing occasionally to himself).  To my surprise, I handed the phone to him yesterday to talk to daddy and he spent 15 minutes chatting with him telling him everything about our day (in his own language of course).  This was towards the end of the conversation when he thought a couple others needed to say hi to dad too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4ae80146c233097d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4ae80146c233097d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331127963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4AA2B4567EAF70AE7BAC2D360FED90FF2B2899FA.693B534409353AFDDC98957703E16344E5A483D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4ae80146c233097d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9JfhkftxUIehdgYaLKjVzOt2Zp8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4ae80146c233097d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331127963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4AA2B4567EAF70AE7BAC2D360FED90FF2B2899FA.693B534409353AFDDC98957703E16344E5A483D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4ae80146c233097d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9JfhkftxUIehdgYaLKjVzOt2Zp8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-9007571687930963789?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/9007571687930963789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=9007571687930963789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/9007571687930963789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/9007571687930963789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/S1Hb0YY2b7I/AAAAAAAAC6w/XdtneYn9iAA/s72-c/IMG_3043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-1317283194363573185</id><published>2010-01-14T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T07:18:08.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little change...</title><content type='html'>I hate to brag, but I have some of the cutest most creative friends out there.  I was taking a peek at some of their blogs/websites and realized how non-cute I am.   I am not artistic at all, I have a hard time getting creative and it's ok... I would probably spend my time in other ways.  However, they did motivate me to get a little more "cute" with my blog.  It might be changing over the next month or so.  It took me way too long just to find another background (I am too indecisive).  So bit by bit it will morph in to my dream blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-1317283194363573185?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1317283194363573185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=1317283194363573185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/1317283194363573185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/1317283194363573185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/little-change.html' title='A little change...'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-3938353409925769484</id><published>2009-12-30T12:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T13:11:17.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annual Crazy Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We know that this past week is always going to be busy every single year.  We have Christmas, Isaiah's Birthday, our Anniversary and New Years all in one week!  Way to spread it out, huh?&lt;br /&gt;Instead of writing a long blog about everything... here is the story of our week so far through pictures and captions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu9YHJKUBI/AAAAAAAAC3g/QWaHXj03_8s/s1600-h/IMG_2983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu9YHJKUBI/AAAAAAAAC3g/QWaHXj03_8s/s400/IMG_2983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421134798402506770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah got a lot of great presents for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of the big ones... a brand new radio flyer tricycle from Papa and Grammy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu9Xme4QdI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/USEP88Rc13U/s1600-h/IMG_2982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu9Xme4QdI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/USEP88Rc13U/s400/IMG_2982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421134789635228114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu9XOaGZ5I/AAAAAAAAC3Q/KZ8ZerN51t8/s1600-h/IMG_2980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu9XOaGZ5I/AAAAAAAAC3Q/KZ8ZerN51t8/s400/IMG_2980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421134783172732818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu9WqqmceI/AAAAAAAAC3I/kXU3kV6mY98/s1600-h/IMG_2976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu9WqqmceI/AAAAAAAAC3I/kXU3kV6mY98/s400/IMG_2976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421134773578265058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother Jeff and Amy were in town for a week!  So much fun to hang with them!&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah calls Jeff "Beff."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu-Nz4KHaI/AAAAAAAAC34/Qk5L4iNbZoQ/s1600-h/IMG_2993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu-Nz4KHaI/AAAAAAAAC34/Qk5L4iNbZoQ/s400/IMG_2993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421135720943852962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa read "The Night before Christmas" before Isaiah went to bed Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu8wCpGdvI/AAAAAAAAC3A/Wz8yyt8Itic/s1600-h/IMG_2998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu8wCpGdvI/AAAAAAAAC3A/Wz8yyt8Itic/s400/IMG_2998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421134109999527666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ISAIAH!  He is now 2 years old!  He can even say it.  Here's Isaiah doing his model pose to show off his new birthday outfit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu8vtUKFpI/AAAAAAAAC24/3GL3X5FeaYI/s1600-h/IMG_2997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu8vtUKFpI/AAAAAAAAC24/3GL3X5FeaYI/s400/IMG_2997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421134104274540178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stitches got taken out on Monday, right before his party.  His wound is healing up nicely, but he will have a scar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu8vTr5J0I/AAAAAAAAC2w/2FI4P2deb9g/s1600-h/IMG_3001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu8vTr5J0I/AAAAAAAAC2w/2FI4P2deb9g/s400/IMG_3001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421134097394771778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A closer look at what stupid coffee tables can do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu8VMz2Y9I/AAAAAAAAC2o/EDeHrc5eLWM/s1600-h/IMG_3012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu8VMz2Y9I/AAAAAAAAC2o/EDeHrc5eLWM/s400/IMG_3012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421133648872498130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah had a Birthday party at Chuck E Cheese.  He had a "Cars" theme.  He was wearing a "Cars" Badge of Honor for the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu8UlvdG6I/AAAAAAAAC2g/KshRZdXaAPY/s1600-h/IMG_3008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu8UlvdG6I/AAAAAAAAC2g/KshRZdXaAPY/s400/IMG_3008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421133638385081250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah and his buddy Caden.  Caden is my friend Bethany's son.  He will be one at the end of January.  He melts my heart :) Look how cute they both are!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu8UUf6AwI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/obROo0zmOcU/s1600-h/IMG_3022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu8UUf6AwI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/obROo0zmOcU/s400/IMG_3022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421133633756463874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza and Cake... can't go wrong with a 2 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu8UFbqYEI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/zT_P_NLJYh0/s1600-h/IMG_3024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu8UFbqYEI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/zT_P_NLJYh0/s400/IMG_3024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421133629712130114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today marks our 4 year Anniversary!  It seems like yesterday we got married, but at the same time it's hard to imagine life before Joel.  We are truly blessed.  Looking forward to many more years with this awesome man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu8TuunudI/AAAAAAAAC2I/NTFleUdsaFE/s1600-h/0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu8TuunudI/AAAAAAAAC2I/NTFleUdsaFE/s400/0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421133623617632722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-3938353409925769484?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3938353409925769484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=3938353409925769484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/3938353409925769484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/3938353409925769484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/annual-crazy-week.html' title='Annual Crazy Week'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Szu9YHJKUBI/AAAAAAAAC3g/QWaHXj03_8s/s72-c/IMG_2983.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-3539410166735963680</id><published>2009-12-24T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T06:56:35.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Stitches before 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaiah had a little run-in with the coffee table.  He was crawling off our foot ottoman and slipped.  He ended up hitting his head on the edge of the coffee table.  We knew it was bad right away by the deep gash, blood and his screaming.  We rushed to urgent care where they numbed the wound and tried to glue it together.  It was so swollen by that point that the glue didn't work so they had to put 2 stitches in.  Isaiah did awesome in the urgent care by laying still and listening to the doctor.  He was getting a little dazed on on way over to urgent care, so they said he probably had a slight concussion.  We had to monitor his sleep for the first 24-48 hours.  I knew that something like this would eventually happen because he is a boy and very daring one at that.  The thing that is crazy to me is that he wasn't doing anything he shouldn't, just getting off our ottoman.  For all the times he has crawled on things that are unsteady and jumped off things that he shouldn't be jumping off of... this is how he ended up getting 2 stitches before he turns 2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SzN_AHEmFwI/AAAAAAAAC1U/n9PMgMoHrn8/s1600-h/IMG_2970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SzN_AHEmFwI/AAAAAAAAC1U/n9PMgMoHrn8/s400/IMG_2970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SzN_AXGXmuI/AAAAAAAAC1c/QSl8JWlHjyg/s1600-h/IMG_2971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SzN_AXGXmuI/AAAAAAAAC1c/QSl8JWlHjyg/s400/IMG_2971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SzN_A6pRmpI/AAAAAAAAC1k/tGRmRTo8gfs/s1600-h/IMG_2972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SzN_A6pRmpI/AAAAAAAAC1k/tGRmRTo8gfs/s400/IMG_2972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-3539410166735963680?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3539410166735963680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=3539410166735963680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/3539410166735963680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/3539410166735963680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='2 Stitches before 2'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SzN_AHEmFwI/AAAAAAAAC1U/n9PMgMoHrn8/s72-c/IMG_2970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-4953761155919653101</id><published>2009-12-21T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T14:42:57.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis' the Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE this time of year.  It's even more fun to have a kid in the house this time of year.  Although Isaiah has no idea what's going to hit him this week, I am sure he can sense our excitement.  This past week has been a lot of fun.  We have been baking LOTS of cookies, wrapping presents and Isaiah was even in the Christmas play at church last week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our plans this week consist of spending lots of time with my brother Jeff and his wife Amy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sy_2YIsWceI/AAAAAAAAC00/wvmJCi7oxS8/s1600-h/IMG_2946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sy_2YIsWceI/AAAAAAAAC00/wvmJCi7oxS8/s400/IMG_2946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417819771260793314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church outfit on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sy_2Xk11qSI/AAAAAAAAC0s/X85vsCswvZU/s1600-h/IMG_2944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sy_2Xk11qSI/AAAAAAAAC0s/X85vsCswvZU/s400/IMG_2944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417819761636911394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baking sugar cookies.  Isaiah helped a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sy_2XeCXKAI/AAAAAAAAC0k/57XsUvpr9DQ/s1600-h/IMG_2943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sy_2XeCXKAI/AAAAAAAAC0k/57XsUvpr9DQ/s400/IMG_2943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417819759810390018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rolling the dough out and making stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sy_2Wypea7I/AAAAAAAAC0c/TxTXEZfveM0/s1600-h/IMG_2934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sy_2Wypea7I/AAAAAAAAC0c/TxTXEZfveM0/s400/IMG_2934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417819748163283890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He mostly like the flour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sy_2Wpw42_I/AAAAAAAAC0U/x8F9RdIa1iQ/s1600-h/IMG_2936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sy_2Wpw42_I/AAAAAAAAC0U/x8F9RdIa1iQ/s400/IMG_2936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417819745778457586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and eating the cookie dough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sy_1yjmgVbI/AAAAAAAAC0M/JwFYWXeTm9o/s1600-h/IMG_2935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sy_1yjmgVbI/AAAAAAAAC0M/JwFYWXeTm9o/s400/IMG_2935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417819125649003954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and rubbing the flour on his face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sy_1yREPa8I/AAAAAAAAC0E/7IvrWumat9M/s1600-h/IMG_2933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sy_1yREPa8I/AAAAAAAAC0E/7IvrWumat9M/s400/IMG_2933.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417819120673450946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and more cookie dough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sy_1x61fpWI/AAAAAAAACz8/oM5u44aWlLA/s1600-h/IMG_2925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sy_1x61fpWI/AAAAAAAACz8/oM5u44aWlLA/s400/IMG_2925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417819114706019682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah and his buddy Nolan at the church play.  Nolan was a shepherd and Isaiah was a ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sy_1xWn78uI/AAAAAAAACz0/_1Y27rbMDaU/s1600-h/IMG_2923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sy_1xWn78uI/AAAAAAAACz0/_1Y27rbMDaU/s400/IMG_2923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417819104985477858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mouse (they probably had mice by the manger where Jesus was born... right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sy_1w5GQxmI/AAAAAAAACzs/a--eiWRWBO0/s1600-h/IMG_2921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sy_1w5GQxmI/AAAAAAAACzs/a--eiWRWBO0/s400/IMG_2921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417819097059608162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutest mouse ever, even if one of his ears was a little lopsided.  Isaiah caused quite the laughter at the church play.  I don't think he is going to have any stage fright in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-4953761155919653101?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4953761155919653101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=4953761155919653101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/4953761155919653101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/4953761155919653101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/tis-season.html' title='Tis&apos; the Season'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sy_2YIsWceI/AAAAAAAAC00/wvmJCi7oxS8/s72-c/IMG_2946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-8406396948430630488</id><published>2009-12-17T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T07:44:02.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official...</title><content type='html'>We are now in full throttle potty training mode.  As of this morning, Isaiah has poo poo on the potty twice.  When he did it two days ago, he had no prompting at all... he just took off his diaper walked in to the bathroom, sat on his potty and went!  He kept saying "uh oh" like he did something wrong, but he was praised and rewarded.  He now has big boy pull ups.  I can't believe we are already in this phase.  I hope it's not too long of a process, but he seems to be picking up on it quickly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-8406396948430630488?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8406396948430630488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=8406396948430630488' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/8406396948430630488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/8406396948430630488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s official...'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-1167295617649067086</id><published>2009-12-03T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T09:48:25.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Grade = F</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coming from a teacher, I think it is safe to say that I get an F in blogging. I am making an early New Year's resolution to update the blog more, especially because I always have something to say and Isaiah always gives me funny stories. Not that this is an excuse, but my camera has not been working, so it's hard to update when I don't have any pictures... I know that is what most of you like anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are getting hit every day with the reality that Isaiah is very much a toddler and a boy!! He loves to investigate and climb.  I heard him giggling in his room the other day.  I walked in to find his stepping stool on top of one of his toys that looks like a table next to his bed.  He was so proud of himself for finding a way to get in to his crib.  What kid crawls IN to his crib?!  I am not going to complain though, we are soaking up the time where he doesn't crawl out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although he is so much fun right now, I still get a little sentimental and sad knowing he isn't a baby anymore.  Last Sunday, after church he was walking around with his hands in his pockets.  It reminded me of when we made him pose like that when he was only a couple weeks old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sxfy_ocouvI/AAAAAAAACx4/9kakET-1lvU/s1600-h/IMG_1105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sxfy_ocouvI/AAAAAAAACx4/9kakET-1lvU/s400/IMG_1105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411060652312148722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost 2 years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sxfy_H712LI/AAAAAAAACxw/IDvlbDPNJiI/s1600-h/IMG_2908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sxfy_H712LI/AAAAAAAACxw/IDvlbDPNJiI/s400/IMG_2908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411060643584661682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sxfy-j4zUCI/AAAAAAAACxo/DOwougMw4eI/s1600-h/IMG_2910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sxfy-j4zUCI/AAAAAAAACxo/DOwougMw4eI/s400/IMG_2910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411060633908236322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big boy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deep Thoughts by Lisa Russell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although life has been a little crazy lately with our schedules, work, ect.  I have been really thinking about how blessed we are.  Thanksgiving always helps promote a grateful heart, but it's been more than the Holiday that has put me in a thankful mood.  To have two set of parents that are so incredible and supportive, for a son that brightens up a room and fills us with laughter, for good family, encouraging friends, a roof over our heads and food on the table.  I know that I can get caught up in the things I don't have sometimes, but these are the most important things.  It's something I have always known, but it's different to live it out on a daily basis.  To recognize all the blessings God freely pours on us in the present.  God has provided for us is so many ways and I know it's due to his love and grace. &lt;br /&gt;Recently, I had a situation that put me in a hard place but God has revealed that he redeems all things! Even when we have circumstances or people that leave us as victims, truth is always revealed.  If we act out in love and grace as Jesus does, He will bring redemption, justice and truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little soap box and/or word of encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are thankful for each of you who read this to stay up on our lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-1167295617649067086?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1167295617649067086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=1167295617649067086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/1167295617649067086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/1167295617649067086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-grade-f.html' title='Blog Grade = F'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sxfy_ocouvI/AAAAAAAACx4/9kakET-1lvU/s72-c/IMG_1105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-1533868093410762686</id><published>2009-11-01T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T11:48:35.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaiah was a Garden Gnome this year.  I think he would make the perfect Gnome in any garden?!  We had to tell quite a few people what he was, it's not too often that you see a garden gnome for Halloween.  Most people thought he was an elf and we got a few that thought he was Santa.  He did great in his costume and caught on to the whole candy thing really fast!  Makes wearing a beard worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Su3jJAms7sI/AAAAAAAACvM/CLmcYlSY10g/s1600-h/IMG_2876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Su3jJAms7sI/AAAAAAAACvM/CLmcYlSY10g/s400/IMG_2876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399221272207748802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Su3j2m2xiGI/AAAAAAAACvs/nbclRjHkOZQ/s1600-h/IMG_2879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Su3j2m2xiGI/AAAAAAAACvs/nbclRjHkOZQ/s400/IMG_2879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399222055569819746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Su3j2BRxm_I/AAAAAAAACvk/K5KdDiOsX-g/s1600-h/IMG_2882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Su3j2BRxm_I/AAAAAAAACvk/K5KdDiOsX-g/s400/IMG_2882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399222045482523634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Su3jJacs9_I/AAAAAAAACvU/x3wZPn9OMcY/s1600-h/IMG_2874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Su3jJacs9_I/AAAAAAAACvU/x3wZPn9OMcY/s400/IMG_2874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399221279145129970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Su3jItYvK7I/AAAAAAAACvE/k79lj0Hlv1Q/s1600-h/IMG_2868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Su3jItYvK7I/AAAAAAAACvE/k79lj0Hlv1Q/s400/IMG_2868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399221267048901554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trick or Treating at Grammy's work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Su3jIbdZPRI/AAAAAAAACu8/g95YaqZn6rM/s1600-h/IMG_2869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Su3jIbdZPRI/AAAAAAAACu8/g95YaqZn6rM/s400/IMG_2869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399221262236597522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Su3jIEU0gOI/AAAAAAAACu0/1aVFFIbSbEM/s1600-h/IMG_2878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Su3jIEU0gOI/AAAAAAAACu0/1aVFFIbSbEM/s400/IMG_2878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399221256026620130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Su3j3D1rvzI/AAAAAAAACv8/l2wuSMwEJ9U/s1600-h/IMG_2877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Su3j3D1rvzI/AAAAAAAACv8/l2wuSMwEJ9U/s400/IMG_2877.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399222063349874482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Su3j1x1bROI/AAAAAAAACvc/UmTyWKZkMHg/s1600-h/IMG_2886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Su3j1x1bROI/AAAAAAAACvc/UmTyWKZkMHg/s400/IMG_2886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399222041337087202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Isaiah's new buddy Logan.  He was born at the beginning of October.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently they didn't like posing for this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Su3j22JuOZI/AAAAAAAACv0/Ksrhl1nlPF4/s1600-h/IMG_2887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Su3j22JuOZI/AAAAAAAACv0/Ksrhl1nlPF4/s400/IMG_2887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399222059675826578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutest Teddy Bear I have ever seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-1533868093410762686?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1533868093410762686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=1533868093410762686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/1533868093410762686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/1533868093410762686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Su3jJAms7sI/AAAAAAAACvM/CLmcYlSY10g/s72-c/IMG_2876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-3920286088446987023</id><published>2009-10-21T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T16:43:25.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Punkin at the Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fall is so great, isn't it?  I love the change of colors, getting out the sweaters, football and soup!  It's such a cozy, wonderful season.  We had a beautiful fall day on Monday, so we decided to go to the Pumpkin Patch.  We ended up going to two, since the first one had slim pickings.  Isaiah seemed to have a fun time, but he has a fun time anytime he is outside.  He calls the pumpkins "balls."  I could see how he gets confused.  To his disappointment, when he threw his pumpkin... it did not bounce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/St-ZkgqDFOI/AAAAAAAACuQ/fLhf4amFB0o/s1600-h/IMG_2843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/St-ZkgqDFOI/AAAAAAAACuQ/fLhf4amFB0o/s400/IMG_2843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395199731133781218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOUCHDOWN!! Isaiah in his new Broncos Jersey that Papa got him!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Papa!  He is a Broncos fan when he isn't rooting for the Bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/St-ZkUIDppI/AAAAAAAACuI/DNveTTWME4U/s1600-h/IMG_2848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/St-ZkUIDppI/AAAAAAAACuI/DNveTTWME4U/s400/IMG_2848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395199727769986706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/St-ZjrsiPKI/AAAAAAAACuA/sbjGmsq2zmk/s1600-h/IMG_2851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/St-ZjrsiPKI/AAAAAAAACuA/sbjGmsq2zmk/s400/IMG_2851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395199716917132450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah with his half green pumpkin.  It was the best one there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/St-YYT7QyYI/AAAAAAAACt4/dU7yXLQAhPA/s1600-h/IMG_2856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/St-YYT7QyYI/AAAAAAAACt4/dU7yXLQAhPA/s400/IMG_2856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395198422046263682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had to pull the wagon at the second pumpkin patch we went to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/St-YX4lmCiI/AAAAAAAACtw/MKnT0Ow2IEk/s1600-h/IMG_2855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/St-YX4lmCiI/AAAAAAAACtw/MKnT0Ow2IEk/s400/IMG_2855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395198414707624482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/St-YXW7g7MI/AAAAAAAACto/PODRv4Xtj8c/s1600-h/IMG_2857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/St-YXW7g7MI/AAAAAAAACto/PODRv4Xtj8c/s400/IMG_2857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395198405672758466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/St-YXKNWMnI/AAAAAAAACtg/__MCBGbHTNg/s1600-h/IMG_2861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/St-YXKNWMnI/AAAAAAAACtg/__MCBGbHTNg/s400/IMG_2861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395198402257891954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He WAS looking up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/St-YWo4sWgI/AAAAAAAACtY/aJri_aAcUv4/s1600-h/IMG_2865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/St-YWo4sWgI/AAAAAAAACtY/aJri_aAcUv4/s400/IMG_2865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395198393312893442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-3920286088446987023?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3920286088446987023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=3920286088446987023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/3920286088446987023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/3920286088446987023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-punkin-at-pumpkin-patch.html' title='My Punkin at the Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/St-ZkgqDFOI/AAAAAAAACuQ/fLhf4amFB0o/s72-c/IMG_2843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-4222819266940146087</id><published>2009-09-30T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:42:26.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little spoiling never hurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We decided last week that we haven't really spoiled Isaiah.  This is probably a good thing... that is what his grandparents are for.  But, we decided we wanted to spoil him for a few days.  We took him shopping for some new "big boy" toys and we took him to Chuck E. Chesse for the first time.  Joel and I probably had just as much fun at Chuck E. Cheese as he did.  He was a little hesitant about the characters at first, but it didn't take him long to warm up to them and start dancing.  He rode a lot of rides and we all played a lot of games.  I am loving this age! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SsQVcct4IgI/AAAAAAAACsg/z44KvAMaJl8/s1600-h/IMG_2823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SsQVcct4IgI/AAAAAAAACsg/z44KvAMaJl8/s400/IMG_2823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387454632731091458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SsQVb7k6rnI/AAAAAAAACsY/A4ILlDWugnk/s1600-h/IMG_2820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SsQVb7k6rnI/AAAAAAAACsY/A4ILlDWugnk/s400/IMG_2820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387454623835139698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SsQVbX7BMYI/AAAAAAAACsQ/zbPjF7ZzBKk/s1600-h/IMG_2819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SsQVbX7BMYI/AAAAAAAACsQ/zbPjF7ZzBKk/s400/IMG_2819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387454614264164738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SsQVa0rDy5I/AAAAAAAACsI/RhycqE_SH1U/s1600-h/IMG_2818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SsQVa0rDy5I/AAAAAAAACsI/RhycqE_SH1U/s400/IMG_2818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387454604801985426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hat came with one of his toys and it doesn't come close to fitting his head.  He must be really smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SsQVaqjZlFI/AAAAAAAACsA/8T6aX8KF6Rk/s1600-h/IMG_2817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SsQVaqjZlFI/AAAAAAAACsA/8T6aX8KF6Rk/s400/IMG_2817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387454602085504082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah got a whole bunch of new cars.  He spends most of his play time with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-4222819266940146087?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4222819266940146087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=4222819266940146087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/4222819266940146087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/4222819266940146087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-spoiling-never-hurt.html' title='A little spoiling never hurt'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SsQVcct4IgI/AAAAAAAACsg/z44KvAMaJl8/s72-c/IMG_2823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-3762410339582623226</id><published>2009-09-13T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T17:50:44.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The beginning of fall always brings some busy activity.  We added to that last week by deciding to put in new floors in our condo.  We knew it would be hard work, but it was well worth it.  It was a good experience too.  We took out our carpet and linoleum out and put in laminate Pergo floors. They look great.  We are hoping it will help us sell our place when we put in on the market next year.  We also are excited about not picking out macaroni and cheese out of the carpet!  Carpet is never a good idea under a highchair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are really busy this month.  I started teaching again.  I am at Kinard Middle school all day on Monday and Tuesdays.  I am also still putting in about 20-30 hours a week at the event center.  I feel like weddings are my life right now, but it will calm down a bit in October.  Other than putting in floors, Joel has been keeping busy with work, being a stay-at-home dad on Mondays and Tuesdays and helping out with youth group at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah is getting so big! Joel gave him a hair cut a couple of weeks ago and it makes him look like such a little boy!  He is talking more, running LOTS and he even crawled out of his crib for the first time (luckily, he hasn't done it since).  Life is a little crazy at the moment, but we are enjoying every bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sq2O4b7V-QI/AAAAAAAACq8/PUWZOaYeTsc/s1600-h/IMG_2805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sq2O4b7V-QI/AAAAAAAACq8/PUWZOaYeTsc/s400/IMG_2805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381114229998090498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the beautiful floors (hello Mia with her laser cat eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sq2O4z-apOI/AAAAAAAACrE/TiB4urN1BBY/s1600-h/IMG_2816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sq2O4z-apOI/AAAAAAAACrE/TiB4urN1BBY/s400/IMG_2816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381114236453430498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the beautiful floors!  We are so proud that we did it ourselves with the help of some wonderful friends and borrowed tools!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sq2O35V-MPI/AAAAAAAACq0/9GusGcrYetY/s1600-h/IMG_2788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sq2O35V-MPI/AAAAAAAACq0/9GusGcrYetY/s400/IMG_2788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381114220714537202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sq2SbOZYTiI/AAAAAAAACrU/qwvSg0p5buI/s1600-h/IMG_2782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sq2SbOZYTiI/AAAAAAAACrU/qwvSg0p5buI/s400/IMG_2782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381118126196280866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting the hair cut :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sq2SahONkFI/AAAAAAAACrM/TzIMeqhNqII/s1600-h/IMG_2781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sq2SahONkFI/AAAAAAAACrM/TzIMeqhNqII/s400/IMG_2781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381118114069844050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sq2O3epKhZI/AAAAAAAACqs/XgI1rFM7FPw/s1600-h/IMG_2786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sq2O3epKhZI/AAAAAAAACqs/XgI1rFM7FPw/s400/IMG_2786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381114213547279762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New hair cut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sq2O2_ROxNI/AAAAAAAACqk/nTST-Uu_jeY/s1600-h/IMG_2787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sq2O2_ROxNI/AAAAAAAACqk/nTST-Uu_jeY/s400/IMG_2787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381114205125395666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He looks like a 4 year old to me here. He is losing some of that "baby" face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sq2SbjBsLXI/AAAAAAAACrc/_J_FLC98tPE/s1600-h/IMG_2813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sq2SbjBsLXI/AAAAAAAACrc/_J_FLC98tPE/s400/IMG_2813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381118131734064498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-3762410339582623226?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3762410339582623226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=3762410339582623226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/3762410339582623226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/3762410339582623226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/fall-changes.html' title='Fall Changes'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sq2O4b7V-QI/AAAAAAAACq8/PUWZOaYeTsc/s72-c/IMG_2805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-3741050400728407209</id><published>2009-08-21T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T11:43:03.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Home Chicago</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to Chicago at the beginning of this month for a wedding.  Our friends Anthony and Rima got married and Joel had the honor of officiating!  He did great!  We love being back in Chicago because it is our other home.  We always get to see so many friends and family, so it makes for a hectic trip... but well worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7nJo5CBrI/AAAAAAAACn8/iNGSUHaaBcA/s1600-h/5893_127410802688_560842688_2412631_2520380_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7nJo5CBrI/AAAAAAAACn8/iNGSUHaaBcA/s400/5893_127410802688_560842688_2412631_2520380_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372485558281045682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly boys! Anthony is imitating me after Joel and I took a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7nJBs0-KI/AAAAAAAACn0/n2p4MgVvYa8/s1600-h/IMG_2767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7nJBs0-KI/AAAAAAAACn0/n2p4MgVvYa8/s400/IMG_2767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372485547760875682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7nIi94u3I/AAAAAAAACns/H6W5gfc2oQw/s1600-h/5893_127410747688_560842688_2412622_1696170_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7nIi94u3I/AAAAAAAACns/H6W5gfc2oQw/s400/5893_127410747688_560842688_2412622_1696170_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372485539510926194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7nIElr0hI/AAAAAAAACnk/ndY4mFhViDE/s1600-h/5893_127410757688_560842688_2412624_5560423_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7nIElr0hI/AAAAAAAACnk/ndY4mFhViDE/s400/5893_127410757688_560842688_2412624_5560423_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372485531356353042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful bride and groom!  We love them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7oDzzsArI/AAAAAAAACps/XybYuUXu7iY/s1600-h/IMG_2763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7oDzzsArI/AAAAAAAACps/XybYuUXu7iY/s400/IMG_2763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372486557643834034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7oDRUrCbI/AAAAAAAACpk/olWVDqcKBmY/s1600-h/5893_127407222688_560842688_2412501_8369131_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7oDRUrCbI/AAAAAAAACpk/olWVDqcKBmY/s400/5893_127407222688_560842688_2412501_8369131_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372486548386941362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah and his friend, Zosia.  They were hugging goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7oC3-AwzI/AAAAAAAACpc/pKexFkv6vnw/s1600-h/5893_127407197688_560842688_2412497_7868241_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7oC3-AwzI/AAAAAAAACpc/pKexFkv6vnw/s400/5893_127407197688_560842688_2412497_7868241_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372486541581009714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed with our good friend, Gina.  She is amazing.  Isaiah loves her to death... and her basket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7nrEeekpI/AAAAAAAACpM/qaeTjxhX52w/s1600-h/5893_127407127688_560842688_2412486_6534681_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7nrEeekpI/AAAAAAAACpM/qaeTjxhX52w/s400/5893_127407127688_560842688_2412486_6534681_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372486132621546130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ at Gina's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7nqqV4qgI/AAAAAAAACpE/iEPVU-QbhIc/s1600-h/5893_127407122688_560842688_2412485_5622492_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7nqqV4qgI/AAAAAAAACpE/iEPVU-QbhIc/s400/5893_127407122688_560842688_2412485_5622492_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372486125606185474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah trying on a construction hat...backwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7nqDqBCdI/AAAAAAAACo8/oftc6eTdZ8w/s1600-h/5893_127407117688_560842688_2412484_7146912_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7nqDqBCdI/AAAAAAAACo8/oftc6eTdZ8w/s400/5893_127407117688_560842688_2412484_7146912_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372486115221637586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying on Gina's rain boots (aka: barn boots)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7np3-2XxI/AAAAAAAACo0/EhG9AgPh9Fk/s1600-h/5893_127407112688_560842688_2412483_2120694_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7np3-2XxI/AAAAAAAACo0/EhG9AgPh9Fk/s400/5893_127407112688_560842688_2412483_2120694_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372486112087793426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning up for the BBQ! He is such a good help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7ne6XsMXI/AAAAAAAACos/AJ1Cq69APYk/s1600-h/5893_127407107688_560842688_2412482_2904449_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7ne6XsMXI/AAAAAAAACos/AJ1Cq69APYk/s400/5893_127407107688_560842688_2412482_2904449_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372485923750293874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7neUk4VJI/AAAAAAAACok/ydT5YQgLmrQ/s1600-h/DSCN2714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7neUk4VJI/AAAAAAAACok/ydT5YQgLmrQ/s400/DSCN2714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372485913605067922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah and his other friend Halli.  They are only 2 weeks apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7ndcS2AlI/AAAAAAAACoU/RywIDh9u58s/s1600-h/DSCN2709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7ndcS2AlI/AAAAAAAACoU/RywIDh9u58s/s400/DSCN2709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372485898497032786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a cute picture! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7ncyogrhI/AAAAAAAACoM/E-sl9qWhqIw/s1600-h/DSCN2705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7ncyogrhI/AAAAAAAACoM/E-sl9qWhqIw/s400/DSCN2705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372485887313620498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7nJ84KSJI/AAAAAAAACoE/65vBTrn53XM/s1600-h/DSCN2726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7nJ84KSJI/AAAAAAAACoE/65vBTrn53XM/s400/DSCN2726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372485563646101650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Gina and Greta for letting me steal pictures.  I was bad on the trip and didn't take many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-3741050400728407209?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3741050400728407209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=3741050400728407209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/3741050400728407209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/3741050400728407209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/sweet-home-chicago.html' title='Sweet Home Chicago'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/So7nJo5CBrI/AAAAAAAACn8/iNGSUHaaBcA/s72-c/5893_127410802688_560842688_2412631_2520380_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-7725477530801732361</id><published>2009-08-04T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T19:43:10.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though my heart is at peace, it's still hard to actually type out that my grandpa passed away.  He went home to be with the LORD, and all of his friends and family who have passed before him, on Friday morning.  We got the phone call last week that he was unresponsive, so we went to see him and I was able to say my goodbyes, not knowing how long he would make it.  My grandpa had Alzheimers for several years, so he has changed a lot in the last 8 years. I am at peace knowing that he is happy and back to himself again.  I will miss him, his laugh, his love.  He was 84 and lived a good life surrounded by people who loved him and whom he loved back!  If anyone wonders where I got my orneriness, it all started with him.  My favorite was asking him, "How are you doing," which he would reply "Me? Oh, I'm just as ornery as ever!" As hard as death can be, the good thoughts to take away from it are that pieces of that person live on inside of so many others.  I can see so many of his good qualities in my own dad and other family members, which make me feel like he still is around... just in a different way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa, Eldon Keyser was a great grandfather, father, husband and friend.&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to be his granddaughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Snjt77ZO27I/AAAAAAAACms/udEQvZcrvfY/s1600-h/IMG_1191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Snjt77ZO27I/AAAAAAAACms/udEQvZcrvfY/s400/IMG_1191.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366300569823534002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Snjt7RkPiCI/AAAAAAAACmk/A3AefRvdA4Y/s1600-h/23900006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Snjt7RkPiCI/AAAAAAAACmk/A3AefRvdA4Y/s400/23900006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366300558595426338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Snjt7JazLMI/AAAAAAAACmc/63-Ib1ArwVg/s1600-h/0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Snjt7JazLMI/AAAAAAAACmc/63-Ib1ArwVg/s400/0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366300556408335554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-7725477530801732361?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7725477530801732361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=7725477530801732361' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7725477530801732361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7725477530801732361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/saying-goodbye.html' title='Saying Goodbye'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Snjt77ZO27I/AAAAAAAACms/udEQvZcrvfY/s72-c/IMG_1191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-5337664686914016315</id><published>2009-07-30T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T09:02:53.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the Silliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is a lot of silliness that goes on at our house!  Isaiah does something every day that makes us laugh.  He is in a phase right now that he likes to put on his shoes and wear them around the house (he usually hates shoes... he takes them off in the car every time).  Well, he likes to put on his own shoes and be a big boy.  So, it has pretty much been a daily occurrence that he is walking around in his diaper and shoes.  The shoes are usually backwards or he has two different kinds on.  Another thing he likes to do is imitate Mia. He will get on the floor right next to her and do whatever she is doing. She does not like him very much so it can get interesting!  He is such an entertainer... the dancing, telling stories in his own language and proceeding to laugh hysterically.  He is so fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We welcome the silliness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SnHCHPpZUZI/AAAAAAAACmE/m34UV56oSEQ/s1600-h/IMG_2755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SnHCHPpZUZI/AAAAAAAACmE/m34UV56oSEQ/s400/IMG_2755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364282060890001810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SnHB0Q9aKWI/AAAAAAAACl8/_iWDsmDPlSQ/s1600-h/IMG_2669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SnHB0Q9aKWI/AAAAAAAACl8/_iWDsmDPlSQ/s400/IMG_2669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364281734824864098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SnHB0Oh0UoI/AAAAAAAACl0/4oX3Q7H6AX0/s1600-h/IMG_2753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SnHB0Oh0UoI/AAAAAAAACl0/4oX3Q7H6AX0/s400/IMG_2753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364281734172267138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to put his swim diaper on over his shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SnHBzj7FqVI/AAAAAAAACls/KA_EKjxEU7E/s1600-h/IMG_2678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SnHBzj7FqVI/AAAAAAAACls/KA_EKjxEU7E/s400/IMG_2678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364281722735536466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in Mia's bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SnHBzam6AYI/AAAAAAAAClk/lH960mXBYFM/s1600-h/IMG_2660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SnHBzam6AYI/AAAAAAAAClk/lH960mXBYFM/s400/IMG_2660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364281720234967426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laying down outside with his teddy bear, Hughbert.  Think he is ready for a nap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SnHBy_guUCI/AAAAAAAAClc/q2a4NeJKvuY/s1600-h/IMG_2658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SnHBy_guUCI/AAAAAAAAClc/q2a4NeJKvuY/s400/IMG_2658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364281712961277986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Putting on his shoes after he woke up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-5337664686914016315?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5337664686914016315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=5337664686914016315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/5337664686914016315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/5337664686914016315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-silliness.html' title='Oh the Silliness'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SnHCHPpZUZI/AAAAAAAACmE/m34UV56oSEQ/s72-c/IMG_2755.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-959769697528822442</id><published>2009-07-22T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T13:28:39.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1/2 Camping Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joel and I love to go camping.  We thought it was time to try and take Isaiah on his first camping trip, so last week we headed up to Rocky Mtn. National Park for a night.  We went up with our good friends Megan and Kelby.  It  was beautiful up there and we had a really good time.  We did a little hike, had great campfire food and had smores! yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah LOVED being up there. He was in his element with rocks and sticks and dirt... a little boys dream!  Isaiah also loves being around Megan and Kelby... they spoil him!  He was having so much fun until about Midnight.  He fell asleep around 7:30 and he slept really good until he woke up in the middle of the night.  He would not calm down, I think he was just really scared because it was so pitch dark, he wasn't at home or in his pack n' play.  Anyway, since we didn't want to be one of "those parents" with the crying baby at the campsite, we ended up taking him home in the middle of the night. At least we were only about 45 mins. away.  We were bummed it didn't work out, but we did get a really good day in and at least we tried.  I don't think we will take him again until next summer. I think he will be at a better age to understand what is going on.  I do know some of you parents have taken young kids that are Isaiah's age, so if you have a secret... let me know!  Until then, it will just be Joel and I camping and Isaiah will stay with Grammy and Papa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the late night travel home, we had a really good time and got some good pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdyDbXxNHI/AAAAAAAACkw/_loVzW9Gb54/s1600-h/IMG_2695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdyDbXxNHI/AAAAAAAACkw/_loVzW9Gb54/s400/IMG_2695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361379284620489842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdyC4MRrDI/AAAAAAAACko/k75P3Xs4Omc/s1600-h/IMG_2697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdyC4MRrDI/AAAAAAAACko/k75P3Xs4Omc/s400/IMG_2697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361379275177045042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Smdxo2zpDmI/AAAAAAAACkg/7RhCpEaQVn4/s1600-h/IMG_2700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Smdxo2zpDmI/AAAAAAAACkg/7RhCpEaQVn4/s400/IMG_2700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361378828128685666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good friend Megan... love this girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdxoeWJmiI/AAAAAAAACkY/OSNBLFF1reE/s1600-h/IMG_2696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdxoeWJmiI/AAAAAAAACkY/OSNBLFF1reE/s400/IMG_2696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361378821562538530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdxnkXXuLI/AAAAAAAACkI/xz6k28YJjHk/s1600-h/IMG_2693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdxnkXXuLI/AAAAAAAACkI/xz6k28YJjHk/s400/IMG_2693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361378805998401714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily Lake trail. Aren't you non-Coloradoans jealous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdxnM6goWI/AAAAAAAACkA/s9TIwhlxBRo/s1600-h/IMG_2690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdxnM6goWI/AAAAAAAACkA/s9TIwhlxBRo/s400/IMG_2690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361378799703335266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our campsite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Smdw54qyxUI/AAAAAAAACj4/zqJnViN-HdU/s1600-h/IMG_2702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Smdw54qyxUI/AAAAAAAACj4/zqJnViN-HdU/s400/IMG_2702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361378021174592834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Smdw5lBRwjI/AAAAAAAACjw/Y_0ToedP_9E/s1600-h/IMG_2704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Smdw5lBRwjI/AAAAAAAACjw/Y_0ToedP_9E/s400/IMG_2704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361378015900189234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Kelby's hat on the way there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Smdw5Uzf8gI/AAAAAAAACjo/PKHmr6CSeJU/s1600-h/IMG_2710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Smdw5Uzf8gI/AAAAAAAACjo/PKHmr6CSeJU/s400/IMG_2710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361378011547431426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an elk that was walking around our campsite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Smdw4xVML6I/AAAAAAAACjg/TiOkDsbWQ5Q/s1600-h/IMG_2717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Smdw4xVML6I/AAAAAAAACjg/TiOkDsbWQ5Q/s400/IMG_2717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361378002025066402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Smdw4QLRl_I/AAAAAAAACjY/g6tcW5OlTac/s1600-h/IMG_2725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Smdw4QLRl_I/AAAAAAAACjY/g6tcW5OlTac/s400/IMG_2725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361377993125107698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdwKyKhavI/AAAAAAAACjQ/A6NEjK8p5Po/s1600-h/IMG_2687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdwKyKhavI/AAAAAAAACjQ/A6NEjK8p5Po/s400/IMG_2687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361377211974773490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdwKd_eheI/AAAAAAAACjI/7UrdrO553qM/s1600-h/IMG_2685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdwKd_eheI/AAAAAAAACjI/7UrdrO553qM/s400/IMG_2685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361377206559737314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdwKHB92AI/AAAAAAAACjA/T1hPKQmN7zU/s1600-h/IMG_2684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdwKHB92AI/AAAAAAAACjA/T1hPKQmN7zU/s400/IMG_2684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361377200396163074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdwJvP6M9I/AAAAAAAACi4/8O5bxMeboOA/s1600-h/IMG_2682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdwJvP6M9I/AAAAAAAACi4/8O5bxMeboOA/s400/IMG_2682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361377194012193746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping set up the tent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdwJc46WYI/AAAAAAAACiw/JIQrStSt40U/s1600-h/IMG_2681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdwJc46WYI/AAAAAAAACiw/JIQrStSt40U/s400/IMG_2681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361377189083896194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdytLwNBxI/AAAAAAAACk4/io2txPWExjk/s1600-h/IMG_2729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdytLwNBxI/AAAAAAAACk4/io2txPWExjk/s400/IMG_2729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361380001982514962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelby made Isaiah his very own walking stick! Isaiah loved playing with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-959769697528822442?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/959769697528822442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=959769697528822442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/959769697528822442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/959769697528822442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/12-camping-trip.html' title='1/2 Camping Trip'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SmdyDbXxNHI/AAAAAAAACkw/_loVzW9Gb54/s72-c/IMG_2695.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-6137401650296456132</id><published>2009-07-15T14:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T14:58:50.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Hair Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOOD HAIR DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sl5QzEIMusI/AAAAAAAACio/ROQLpk97V_Y/s1600-h/IMG_2670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sl5QzEIMusI/AAAAAAAACio/ROQLpk97V_Y/s400/IMG_2670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358809444829149890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BAD HAIR DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sl5Qyn9qRsI/AAAAAAAACig/5Eoicgr6H7g/s1600-h/IMG_2677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sl5Qyn9qRsI/AAAAAAAACig/5Eoicgr6H7g/s400/IMG_2677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358809437268756162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sl5QyOVts0I/AAAAAAAACiY/5bpEsnMrkYE/s1600-h/IMG_2673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sl5QyOVts0I/AAAAAAAACiY/5bpEsnMrkYE/s400/IMG_2673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358809430390321986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sl5Qx4QY0iI/AAAAAAAACiQ/tNGByuE6t9c/s1600-h/IMG_2672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sl5Qx4QY0iI/AAAAAAAACiQ/tNGByuE6t9c/s400/IMG_2672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358809424462402082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sl5QxY5SUMI/AAAAAAAACiI/g9csqxUsmZo/s1600-h/IMG_2675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sl5QxY5SUMI/AAAAAAAACiI/g9csqxUsmZo/s400/IMG_2675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358809416044007618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-6137401650296456132?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6137401650296456132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=6137401650296456132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/6137401650296456132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/6137401650296456132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/bad-hair-day.html' title='Bad Hair Day'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sl5QzEIMusI/AAAAAAAACio/ROQLpk97V_Y/s72-c/IMG_2670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-3375205009065247600</id><published>2009-06-29T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:30:32.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Slacker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello, my name is Lisa Russell and I am a blog slacker.  The first step to recovery is admitting it, right?  Well, I confess I am.  It's funny because so many times throughout the day I think, "that would be great on the blog," or "I wish I had my camera right now."  The good thing about this is that I think we are enjoying our summer so much I forget about the camera.  We have already had so many good times at the pool, out for walks, at the park and just enjoying the sun!  I can't even begin to describe how wonderful and fulfilling it is to play with Isaiah.  He makes us laugh constantly with his jibberish and facial expressions.  He will go on and on in his own language and then just laugh hysterically.  He must be telling some good jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are a few shots I have been able to get!  Maybe I will get better soon with the blog... or maybe we will have such a great summer that I won't post until the fall.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Skl3nfq0WZI/AAAAAAAACNg/_Z8Eh73jpXU/s1600-h/IMG_2622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Skl3nfq0WZI/AAAAAAAACNg/_Z8Eh73jpXU/s400/IMG_2622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352941152506239378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sitting in Dad's guitar case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Skl3nGkqqlI/AAAAAAAACNY/vcUMGE7t7Ao/s1600-h/IMG_2620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Skl3nGkqqlI/AAAAAAAACNY/vcUMGE7t7Ao/s400/IMG_2620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352941145769552466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaiah and his buddy Nolan.  They love playing together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Skl3mxF-_iI/AAAAAAAACNQ/Xa2PM5cSzCY/s1600-h/IMG_2607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Skl3mxF-_iI/AAAAAAAACNQ/Xa2PM5cSzCY/s400/IMG_2607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352941140003716642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Skl3manGpII/AAAAAAAACNI/0APz21FzMCA/s1600-h/IMG_2568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Skl3manGpII/AAAAAAAACNI/0APz21FzMCA/s400/IMG_2568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352941133968614530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is after we got back from the pool one day. Does he look a little worn out to you?&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say he has been sleeping really well this summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Skl3mFxT-lI/AAAAAAAACNA/C5Drt0Ofbuk/s1600-h/IMG_2565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Skl3mFxT-lI/AAAAAAAACNA/C5Drt0Ofbuk/s400/IMG_2565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352941128374286930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loves putting on my sunglasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-3375205009065247600?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3375205009065247600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=3375205009065247600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/3375205009065247600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/3375205009065247600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-slacker.html' title='Blog Slacker'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Skl3nfq0WZI/AAAAAAAACNg/_Z8Eh73jpXU/s72-c/IMG_2622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-7125928492333584120</id><published>2009-06-10T12:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T13:21:34.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alaska</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We got back from Alaska yesterday morning.  We went out to visit my brother Jeff and his wife Amy.  It was a nice break filled with hiking, lots of yummy food, relaxing, games and quality time! Even though we are still recovering from our flight home (it was a red eye and we didn't sleep much), it was such a relaxing time away.  Some vacations are packed with things to do and people to see, other vacations are just for laying around... this one had a nice balance of both!  Especially with our hectic schedules here at home, we needed some down time.  It helps when you have a kid that needs a nap every day... why not take a nap too?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did get out and do some things too.  We went to the Alaska Zoo (saw some wildlife there since we didn't see any out-and-about this time).  We went on some beautiful hikes and walked along the coastal trail.  In Anchorage they have a Saturday market with local artists, food and music.  We had great weather most of the time.  We spent a lot of time playing outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff and I are really close, so it's always hard to say goodbye.  We are thankful we got the opportunity to hang out with them for a week.  Now it's catching up on LOADS of laundry and getting back in to the routine of work and summer fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics of our trip although they don't do the Alaska beauty justice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAQ3x-u8KI/AAAAAAAACG0/KAaE-Obvc2s/s1600-h/IMG_2505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAQ3x-u8KI/AAAAAAAACG0/KAaE-Obvc2s/s400/IMG_2505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345791308184088738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAQ3y7QYoI/AAAAAAAACGs/9aXj-x-fDdk/s1600-h/IMG_2506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAQ3y7QYoI/AAAAAAAACGs/9aXj-x-fDdk/s400/IMG_2506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345791308437938818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah's first trip to Alaska&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAQ3s39HtI/AAAAAAAACGk/FAPCAs8pWH4/s1600-h/IMG_2516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAQ3s39HtI/AAAAAAAACGk/FAPCAs8pWH4/s400/IMG_2516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345791306813480658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with Uncle Jeffy outside.  They had a lot of good play time together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAQarf49cI/AAAAAAAACGc/m8EyA6WZDLE/s1600-h/IMG_2518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAQarf49cI/AAAAAAAACGc/m8EyA6WZDLE/s400/IMG_2518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345790808227902914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thunderbird Falls Hike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAQaXyqcjI/AAAAAAAACGU/7zwQB3ACQ_4/s1600-h/IMG_2520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAQaXyqcjI/AAAAAAAACGU/7zwQB3ACQ_4/s400/IMG_2520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345790802937934386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah spent a lot of time in the backpack!  He likes it even though he doesn't look like it here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAQaDcc1dI/AAAAAAAACGM/Egtd6OzFglQ/s1600-h/IMG_2524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAQaDcc1dI/AAAAAAAACGM/Egtd6OzFglQ/s400/IMG_2524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345790797476058578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAQZ-b3bdI/AAAAAAAACGE/hrClNA4jOxw/s1600-h/IMG_2525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAQZ-b3bdI/AAAAAAAACGE/hrClNA4jOxw/s400/IMG_2525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345790796131429842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAQZX7qy0I/AAAAAAAACF8/HW3I8kL0i-8/s1600-h/IMG_2522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAQZX7qy0I/AAAAAAAACF8/HW3I8kL0i-8/s400/IMG_2522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345790785795836738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thunderbird Fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAO7E-Q-sI/AAAAAAAACF0/5dBFqsaVvBg/s1600-h/IMG_2527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAO7E-Q-sI/AAAAAAAACF0/5dBFqsaVvBg/s400/IMG_2527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345789165798750914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there is an official "Duck Pond" in Eagle River, AK&lt;br /&gt;We went to go feed the ducks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAO60CCI6I/AAAAAAAACFs/UGqoOctX0Es/s1600-h/IMG_2526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAO60CCI6I/AAAAAAAACFs/UGqoOctX0Es/s400/IMG_2526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345789161251152802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this sign was funny at the Duck Pond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAO6u968AI/AAAAAAAACFk/Dn_gbsLgrEo/s1600-h/IMG_2530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAO6u968AI/AAAAAAAACFk/Dn_gbsLgrEo/s400/IMG_2530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345789159891726338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah ate the bread instead of feeding it to the ducks! what can I say?!... he's a growing boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAO6S7Y0dI/AAAAAAAACFc/_wor4RZS8b4/s1600-h/IMG_2532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAO6S7Y0dI/AAAAAAAACFc/_wor4RZS8b4/s400/IMG_2532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345789152364909010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAO6DcxyYI/AAAAAAAACFU/Ab4hWXFBKGs/s1600-h/IMG_2533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAO6DcxyYI/AAAAAAAACFU/Ab4hWXFBKGs/s400/IMG_2533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345789148209990018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backpack... again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAOXQlBjkI/AAAAAAAACFM/z5CiK6CUsog/s1600-h/IMG_2536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAOXQlBjkI/AAAAAAAACFM/z5CiK6CUsog/s400/IMG_2536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345788550438817346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask Jeff how he felt about the Polar Bears.  He was so excited that he still was talking about it the next day!  They are pretty amazing and huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAOXHUF1ZI/AAAAAAAACFE/5ls3FyBpF8o/s1600-h/IMG_2537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAOXHUF1ZI/AAAAAAAACFE/5ls3FyBpF8o/s400/IMG_2537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345788547951875474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still got to see a moose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAOWphl60I/AAAAAAAACE8/h9sFwxrVXAU/s1600-h/IMG_2539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAOWphl60I/AAAAAAAACE8/h9sFwxrVXAU/s400/IMG_2539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345788539955440450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAOWdRqs9I/AAAAAAAACE0/WiuUXBPZ2uI/s1600-h/IMG_2547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAOWdRqs9I/AAAAAAAACE0/WiuUXBPZ2uI/s400/IMG_2547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345788536667419602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:30 at night.  Note the guy raking his leaves to the left...only in Alaska!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAOWFgTIRI/AAAAAAAACEs/g86cqI7tI-8/s1600-h/IMG_2549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAOWFgTIRI/AAAAAAAACEs/g86cqI7tI-8/s400/IMG_2549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345788530286338322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air Guitar? Maybe Jeff showed him a few tricks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAM37ZZ8OI/AAAAAAAACEk/7P9R5lSSISI/s1600-h/IMG_2552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAM37ZZ8OI/AAAAAAAACEk/7P9R5lSSISI/s400/IMG_2552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345786912665366754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coastal Trail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAM3rjhJ3I/AAAAAAAACEc/GNkyTfMdmfo/s1600-h/IMG_2554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAM3rjhJ3I/AAAAAAAACEc/GNkyTfMdmfo/s400/IMG_2554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345786908412815218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAM3e-HWOI/AAAAAAAACEU/XOrIGFMSTiY/s1600-h/IMG_2555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAM3e-HWOI/AAAAAAAACEU/XOrIGFMSTiY/s400/IMG_2555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345786905034709218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAM2ylflGI/AAAAAAAACEM/OGZ7m1ezhkA/s1600-h/IMG_2556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAM2ylflGI/AAAAAAAACEM/OGZ7m1ezhkA/s400/IMG_2556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345786893120279650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pro Lawn Game Athletes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAM2kkMZdI/AAAAAAAACEE/qnXk2hOVyEs/s1600-h/IMG_2560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAM2kkMZdI/AAAAAAAACEE/qnXk2hOVyEs/s400/IMG_2560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345786889356731858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh, siblings. Miss this stinky guy already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-7125928492333584120?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7125928492333584120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=7125928492333584120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7125928492333584120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7125928492333584120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/alaska.html' title='Alaska'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SjAQ3x-u8KI/AAAAAAAACG0/KAaE-Obvc2s/s72-c/IMG_2505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-1401324554295497785</id><published>2009-05-29T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:51:18.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for a break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am not going to lie, it's been a long couple of weeks.  I am still recovering from my surgery, but doing much better.  I had my post-op appointment this week and everything looks great.  The doctor told me that 1 in 8 people have their appendix out.  It is crazy to me that it is that normal.  Why do we even have an appendix if so many of them need to come out?  Just another question I am adding to my list to ask God when I am in heaven! I have several... including "why did you create spiders?"  They are gross and icky and no one should have to look at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel got jury duty this past week.  50 people get summoned, 7 are chosen, Joel was one of them! He was even elected to be the Foreman (sp?).  He was in this case for 4 days.  It was just a civil suit, but it was long.  The worst part is that he had Tuesday and Wednesday off of work last week, but he had jury duty! Big bummer! We are just happy it wrapped up on Friday night since we are leaving for Alaska on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of recovering, getting back to work and everything else this week we had a dear family friend pass away.  Karla has been working with my mom at Penton ever since she started there.  They had become very close over the years and I was honored to have the opportunity to get to know her too through working at Penton and through her relationship with my mom.  I can't even begin to describe this woman to you.  She was a ball full of spunk and sass!  She only stood a little over 5ft (a little more with her stilletos), but she had a HUGE personality! She didn't know a stranger, she was the most accepting and outgoing person I know.  She was a true animal lover.  Her generosity was inspiring and you couldn't help but smile every single time you saw her!  I loved that she was a good friend to my mom and  I will miss her so much.  She was diagnosed with breast cancer a year ago.  It was very aggressive and even with surgery and treatment, we were somewhat prepared (as prepared as you can be). Her funeral was on Friday and it was so bittersweet.  It's bittersweet because you want her to be healed, done with the pain, the treatments... but sad that she isn't here anymore.  Karla's funeral was definitely a celebration of her life, her heart, her contagious personality. It also provided a sense of peace and reality, if you will.  Funerals are always hard, but also such a rollercoaster of emotions.   It's so weird that you can go from hysterically laughing as people are sharing stories, to crying so hard as you come to the realization that she is gone.  The great thing to think about is, with anyone who passes, that they have made their mark on this world and rubbed off on others. So, in a way, they are still here.  I am lucky that I get to see some of the "Karla sass" in my mom!!&lt;br /&gt;It's a rollercoaster. I am happy she is healed and happy in heaven right now, but she will be missed terribly... by so many.  That is my little tribute that I just felt I needed to share, to get it out, to process.  Sorry for the heaviness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and a sidenote PSA from Lisa Russell:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"LADIES!! GET THOSE TA TAs, HOOTERS, BOOBIES, OR IN MY CASE "ITTY BITTY TITTIES" (whatever you want to call them) CHECKED EVERY YEAR! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EARLY DETECTION IS THE BEST PROTECTION!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, this is what our friends do for entertainment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SiM_ZSBwX7I/AAAAAAAACDc/81o9nOX2dBY/s1600-h/IMG_2496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SiM_ZSBwX7I/AAAAAAAACDc/81o9nOX2dBY/s400/IMG_2496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342183286560022450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He makes any bad day happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SiNAx1w-HgI/AAAAAAAACDk/d4XX7HIvtCg/s1600-h/IMG_2499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SiNAx1w-HgI/AAAAAAAACDk/d4XX7HIvtCg/s400/IMG_2499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342184807981784578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on our balcony in the warm sun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-1401324554295497785?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1401324554295497785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=1401324554295497785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/1401324554295497785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/1401324554295497785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/ready-for-break.html' title='Ready for a break'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SiM_ZSBwX7I/AAAAAAAACDc/81o9nOX2dBY/s72-c/IMG_2496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-2399414826259735033</id><published>2009-05-20T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T11:38:34.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Appendix</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It started on Saturday morning.  I didn't feel good at all; nautious, tummy ache, tired... just sick feeling.  My first thought was, "I better not be pregnant!" I got through the day, still going to work and taking care of Isaiah.  It wasn't like it was that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday morning, I felt great.  Joel and I had a wonderful morning running errands, being in the sun and going out to lunch.  I felt fine until around 12:30 in the afternoon.  I got really nautious again and then started getting some bad pains in my upper abdomen.  I went home, laid down, tried some different medicines and nothing put a dent in the pain I was getting.  I was thinking this is the worst acid reflux I have ever had!  I did have Spicy Pickle for lunch, so I figured it was that.  After about 6 hours of being in pain and it getting worse, Joel took me to the ER.  I remember thinking this was so stupid and silly to be going to the EMERGENCY ROOM for a stomach ache. We had waited a long tome to see the doc and I knew it was because they were probably rolling their eyes at the girl that came in with "gas" pains.  Well after several tests including a cat scan it was very evident it was appendicitis.  They went in right away to take out my appendix.  I had surgery at 1am.  I was home the next morning by 11am.  Thank God we went in, even though we thought it was a silly tummy ache. Things would have turned out much worse if my appendix had burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling pretty good today, actually moving around a bit.  I have been on some pretty heavy pain killers, so I am trying to ween off those so I am not so groggy.  The worst part of all this is that I can't lift anything over 10lbs for a week. Isaiah is 26 lbs.  He has been acting very confused with this whole situation.  Joel has been a huge help though... taking care of the house, me and Isaiah. He is awesome ... and so patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just thought we would update on the situation.  We appreciate your prayers for a quick recovery and peace for Isaiah (and more patience for poor Joel).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-2399414826259735033?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2399414826259735033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=2399414826259735033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2399414826259735033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2399414826259735033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/bye-bye-appendix.html' title='Bye Bye Appendix'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-2097803226708224205</id><published>2009-05-13T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:20:32.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Visitors!</title><content type='html'>Joel's parents came to visit this week.  It's always so wonderful to spend time with them and hard to say goodbye.  We had good quality time with them this week though.  We went up to Breckenridge on Friday and Saturday.  It was beautiful there... makes Joel and I want to move every time we go up there.  It was a relaxing time walking around, shopping and going out to eat.  Isaiah had a really good time playing at the park that is in the middle of the town!  It was also nice having Joel's mom here for Mother's Day and her Birthday!  We were able to celebrate for both! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SgsKJQL4oLI/AAAAAAAACC4/5eXq_I8gPyI/s1600-h/IMG_2487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SgsKJQL4oLI/AAAAAAAACC4/5eXq_I8gPyI/s400/IMG_2487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335369337630400690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our view of the river and mountains from our condo in Breck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SgsJbyfjBbI/AAAAAAAACCo/tdhYy2BU8Uc/s1600-h/IMG_2484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SgsJbyfjBbI/AAAAAAAACCo/tdhYy2BU8Uc/s400/IMG_2484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335368556565693874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SgsJbs9u2eI/AAAAAAAACCg/Q9ZTKxt7E3c/s1600-h/IMG_2480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SgsJbs9u2eI/AAAAAAAACCg/Q9ZTKxt7E3c/s400/IMG_2480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335368555081685474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah loves the slide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SgsJbREt9lI/AAAAAAAACCY/Q1wPTj8ETIM/s1600-h/IMG_2478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SgsJbREt9lI/AAAAAAAACCY/Q1wPTj8ETIM/s400/IMG_2478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335368547594794578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is my new favorite (for right now anyway...) I love his facial experssions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago we also had our friends, Bethany and Cameron come up for a visit from Denver.  Bethany just had her son, Caden in January.  He is so stinkin cute!! Isaiah was too busy to pay to much attention to the baby.  We tried to get them together to take a picture and Isaiah did not know what to think!  It will be fun to see these two grow up together.  They are only 1 year apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SgsJbJsbfHI/AAAAAAAACCQ/mkci3GGuozE/s1600-h/IMG_2468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SgsJbJsbfHI/AAAAAAAACCQ/mkci3GGuozE/s400/IMG_2468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335368545613872242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUTE CADEN!  Hard to believe Isaiah was this size at this time last year.&lt;br /&gt;PS. That is Isaiah's finger pointing at Caden.  It's like he was asking "What's the deal with this baby?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SgsJa5KtW3I/AAAAAAAACCI/_ZoFNz7Jhq4/s1600-h/IMG_2466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SgsJa5KtW3I/AAAAAAAACCI/_ZoFNz7Jhq4/s400/IMG_2466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335368541177469810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SgsKJCNQtwI/AAAAAAAACCw/ihdz2_cVbkc/s1600-h/IMG_2491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SgsKJCNQtwI/AAAAAAAACCw/ihdz2_cVbkc/s400/IMG_2491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335369333878077186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been having gorgeous weather here latley... here is Isaiah in his baseball cap before we went for a walk outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-2097803226708224205?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2097803226708224205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=2097803226708224205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2097803226708224205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2097803226708224205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/spring-visitors.html' title='Spring Visitors!'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SgsKJQL4oLI/AAAAAAAACC4/5eXq_I8gPyI/s72-c/IMG_2487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-1958475453236233235</id><published>2009-04-24T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T13:02:49.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridal Expos and Sanity</title><content type='html'>It was 80 degrees here yesterday! Isaiah, my mom and I had a chance to hang out and play at the park. I wish I took pictures because it was such a beautiful day and Isaiah had a great time. The good thing is there are plenty of nice days ahead of us... this is only the beginning. We are getting very excited for the pool to open this summer and to play outside every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been really busy lately.  As most of you know, I am the Event Manager at The Garden Room, a new venue in Loveland.  I love my job for so many reasons.  I get to help coordinate a lot of weddings, which is what I've always wanted to do.  The best part is that I get to work from home a lot.  I do have a lot on my plate though because it's only me and the owner.  I am basically doing all the coordinating, sales and marketing for this place.  It gets stressful at times, but with this economy I am thankful to have a job I love and it works so well with our family.  Anyway, a big part of my job is Bridal Expos!  We had a big one last weekend and the same day we did an open house at our facility.  It was probably the biggest thing I have ever planned and they both turned out beautifully.  It feels good to have all my hard work and planning pay off from the last few months! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of my other home! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SfIYHtm30yI/AAAAAAAACBo/P2x9DGEOXcc/s1600-h/DSC_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SfIYHtm30yI/AAAAAAAACBo/P2x9DGEOXcc/s400/DSC_0141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328347829913506594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SfIYHbI4vtI/AAAAAAAACBg/n1myWAJVwDA/s1600-h/IMG_2375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SfIYHbI4vtI/AAAAAAAACBg/n1myWAJVwDA/s400/IMG_2375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328347824955899602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SfIYHPJM9BI/AAAAAAAACBY/1SfTs7w07Oo/s1600-h/IMG_2445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SfIYHPJM9BI/AAAAAAAACBY/1SfTs7w07Oo/s400/IMG_2445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328347821735998482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is our booth at the Expo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With all the wedding planning and expos, Isaiah has really helped me keep my sanity.  He is so funny.  The other day, Joel was trying to help me "de-stress" so he put his work hoodie on Isaiah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SfIXTFeXcGI/AAAAAAAACBQ/2-WbY4sqb0s/s1600-h/IMG_2444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SfIXTFeXcGI/AAAAAAAACBQ/2-WbY4sqb0s/s400/IMG_2444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328346925787213922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SfIXS_6WJcI/AAAAAAAACBI/PYVTOmWsvbc/s1600-h/IMG_2443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SfIXS_6WJcI/AAAAAAAACBI/PYVTOmWsvbc/s400/IMG_2443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328346924293957058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SfIXSiHdldI/AAAAAAAACBA/MNhD6EE5JV8/s1600-h/IMG_2459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SfIXSiHdldI/AAAAAAAACBA/MNhD6EE5JV8/s400/IMG_2459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328346916295906770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah in his summer shorts!  Of course he smiled BIG after I took the picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-1958475453236233235?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1958475453236233235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=1958475453236233235' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/1958475453236233235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/1958475453236233235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/04/bridal-expos-and-sanity.html' title='Bridal Expos and Sanity'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SfIYHtm30yI/AAAAAAAACBo/P2x9DGEOXcc/s72-c/DSC_0141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-1259216682613514552</id><published>2009-04-14T19:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:45:04.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoppy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We hope everyone had a wonderful Easter.  We had a nice one this year.  We started off with a wonderful Easter service at church and then we went to my parents for lunch.  Isaiah was feeling a little under the weather on Sunday.  He had a fever and was pretty tired, but we think he still enjoyed himself, especially opening his Easter baskets from both grandparents.  I enjoyed myself because I got to dress him up in a very handsome Easter outfit! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SeVGKsSMsEI/AAAAAAAAB_o/u9RUAFBlisI/s1600-h/IMG_2411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SeVGKsSMsEI/AAAAAAAAB_o/u9RUAFBlisI/s400/IMG_2411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324739283935604802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby Model? I think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SeVGKaUcgmI/AAAAAAAAB_g/Y3rJZShAdLg/s1600-h/IMG_2408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SeVGKaUcgmI/AAAAAAAAB_g/Y3rJZShAdLg/s400/IMG_2408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324739279113192034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His big blue eyes matched his shirt perfectly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SeVGJW_HyRI/AAAAAAAAB_I/Z76vUOHf8OA/s1600-h/IMG_2401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SeVGJW_HyRI/AAAAAAAAB_I/Z76vUOHf8OA/s400/IMG_2401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324739261038577938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening his eggs and finding goodies inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SeVGKENzMmI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/CJvWSkWBRm8/s1600-h/IMG_2405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SeVGKENzMmI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/CJvWSkWBRm8/s400/IMG_2405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324739273179738722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this picture was hilarious because all 3 of us are scowling.  We look super happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SeVGJj0Ef4I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/2zILw7KjmOo/s1600-h/IMG_2406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SeVGJj0Ef4I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/2zILw7KjmOo/s400/IMG_2406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324739264481886082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible to get a nice family photo with a toddler... this is our best one even though he isn't looking at the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SeVHBa9VRUI/AAAAAAAACAI/pzL1xyfVnLY/s1600-h/IMG_2414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SeVHBa9VRUI/AAAAAAAACAI/pzL1xyfVnLY/s400/IMG_2414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324740224177489218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa and Grandma Russell got him bubbles... he LOVES them!! He can't figure out why he can never catch them though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SeVHBJPvTYI/AAAAAAAACAA/hCofQoqsLsw/s1600-h/IMG_2425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SeVHBJPvTYI/AAAAAAAACAA/hCofQoqsLsw/s400/IMG_2425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324740219422854530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I have to throw in the diaper booty pic... so cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SeVHA8sVHJI/AAAAAAAAB_4/Kv-JMgU-MNM/s1600-h/IMG_2433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SeVHA8sVHJI/AAAAAAAAB_4/Kv-JMgU-MNM/s400/IMG_2433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324740216053111954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running away, refusing to take a nice picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SeVHAhEqjWI/AAAAAAAAB_w/eqtnj7PEj0c/s1600-h/IMG_2438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SeVHAhEqjWI/AAAAAAAAB_w/eqtnj7PEj0c/s400/IMG_2438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324740208638987618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah: "Fine mom, I will take your picture, but I won't smile!"&lt;br /&gt;I love that you can tell in my face that I give up trying to get nice pics for the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-1259216682613514552?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1259216682613514552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=1259216682613514552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/1259216682613514552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/1259216682613514552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/04/hoppy-easter.html' title='Hoppy Easter!'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SeVGKsSMsEI/AAAAAAAAB_o/u9RUAFBlisI/s72-c/IMG_2411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-7238662532719811517</id><published>2009-03-30T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T14:55:17.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boot Fun</title><content type='html'>We had quite the snow storm last week.  We had close to 8'' of snow and the roads were scary.  Luckily schools got cancelled, banks, businesses and even Comcast.  Joel got to come home early on Thursday and we watched movies and played with Isaiah.  We entertained ourselves by putting Isaiah in Joel's work boots.  We laughed a lot... he is so hillarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SdE9RkqGc7I/AAAAAAAAB-k/XBqOCRtp2_c/s1600-h/IMG_2385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SdE9RkqGc7I/AAAAAAAAB-k/XBqOCRtp2_c/s400/IMG_2385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319100007008596914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is in the beginning of the storm.  The snow was really wet, so the roads got icy quick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SdE8iA7RxJI/AAAAAAAAB-c/K_2j3bHNOt8/s1600-h/IMG_2394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SdE8iA7RxJI/AAAAAAAAB-c/K_2j3bHNOt8/s400/IMG_2394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319099189963113618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boots and Bootie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SdE8iMVfv1I/AAAAAAAAB-U/c2sE5PJhDdY/s1600-h/IMG_2393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SdE8iMVfv1I/AAAAAAAAB-U/c2sE5PJhDdY/s400/IMG_2393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319099193025871698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Boots and Bootie... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SdE8h8EGx1I/AAAAAAAAB-M/BQLQIPNe18w/s1600-h/IMG_2389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SdE8h8EGx1I/AAAAAAAAB-M/BQLQIPNe18w/s400/IMG_2389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319099188657964882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SdE8hgvJjtI/AAAAAAAAB-E/-hwcqByqFZs/s1600-h/IMG_2390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SdE8hgvJjtI/AAAAAAAAB-E/-hwcqByqFZs/s400/IMG_2390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319099181322309330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SdE8gxSTwgI/AAAAAAAAB98/X4owlHcNjSI/s1600-h/IMG_2388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SdE8gxSTwgI/AAAAAAAAB98/X4owlHcNjSI/s400/IMG_2388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319099168584876546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-7238662532719811517?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7238662532719811517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=7238662532719811517' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7238662532719811517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7238662532719811517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/03/boot-fun.html' title='Boot Fun'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SdE9RkqGc7I/AAAAAAAAB-k/XBqOCRtp2_c/s72-c/IMG_2385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-2292893146414158583</id><published>2009-03-26T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T08:33:08.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a seat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was cooking dinner last night and turned around to see Isaiah sitting in the kitchen drawer.  We have 2 drawers in the kitchen for his toys. He decided to take all the toys out and sit inside.  Hillarious! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/ScugMa7LD7I/AAAAAAAAB9U/0OqiuRA7FH8/s1600-h/IMG_2383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/ScugMa7LD7I/AAAAAAAAB9U/0OqiuRA7FH8/s400/IMG_2383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/ScugNJacaZI/AAAAAAAAB9c/VjGM9h1xENs/s1600-h/IMG_2384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/ScugNJacaZI/AAAAAAAAB9c/VjGM9h1xENs/s400/IMG_2384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-2292893146414158583?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2292893146414158583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=2292893146414158583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2292893146414158583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2292893146414158583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/03/take-seat.html' title='Take a seat'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/ScugMa7LD7I/AAAAAAAAB9U/0OqiuRA7FH8/s72-c/IMG_2383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-6740866822769288780</id><published>2009-03-22T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:05:57.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Jeffy and Aunt Amy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeff and Amy came to visit early this month.  They were out here for a week.  They haven't seen Isaiah since last June, so it was fun for them to see him walking and playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/ScbnFu1vYbI/AAAAAAAAB8c/pVGPp7ipOLs/s1600-h/IMG_2343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/ScbnFu1vYbI/AAAAAAAAB8c/pVGPp7ipOLs/s400/IMG_2343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316190495816245682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Jeff reading Isaiah a bedtime story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/ScbnE3xmXuI/AAAAAAAAB8U/ZEi9c-xeC4M/s1600-h/IMG_2364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/ScbnE3xmXuI/AAAAAAAAB8U/ZEi9c-xeC4M/s400/IMG_2364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316190481034927842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/ScbmkNYZs3I/AAAAAAAAB8M/NgdLrS8a-w0/s1600-h/IMG_2362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/ScbmkNYZs3I/AAAAAAAAB8M/NgdLrS8a-w0/s400/IMG_2362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316189919899136882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/ScbmjuuXk0I/AAAAAAAAB8E/BgIROLNnj5I/s1600-h/IMG_2342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/ScbmjuuXk0I/AAAAAAAAB8E/BgIROLNnj5I/s400/IMG_2342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316189911669773122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/ScbmjNa_OZI/AAAAAAAAB78/cPdGhbzjF9o/s1600-h/IMG_2307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/ScbmjNa_OZI/AAAAAAAAB78/cPdGhbzjF9o/s400/IMG_2307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316189902730115474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was cleaning one day and Isaiah took the feather duster from my hand and started dusting the table.  He also does this with the broom... mama's little helper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Scbmi41wHXI/AAAAAAAAB70/ixcj33Awh_k/s1600-h/IMG_2300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Scbmi41wHXI/AAAAAAAAB70/ixcj33Awh_k/s400/IMG_2300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316189897205226866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/ScbmifbwqaI/AAAAAAAAB7s/fjjI2Ze5lEM/s1600-h/IMG_2297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/ScbmifbwqaI/AAAAAAAAB7s/fjjI2Ze5lEM/s400/IMG_2297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316189890385324450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the boys looked so cute after church in their church clothes.  I love my boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-6740866822769288780?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6740866822769288780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=6740866822769288780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/6740866822769288780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/6740866822769288780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/03/uncle-jeffy-and-aunt-amy.html' title='Uncle Jeffy and Aunt Amy'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/ScbnFu1vYbI/AAAAAAAAB8c/pVGPp7ipOLs/s72-c/IMG_2343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-4442399376466694352</id><published>2009-03-11T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T11:16:10.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;I took Isaiah in for a photo shoot last month.  I went in for their deal of $9.95.  I knew that the deal was only for one pose, but I thought "No problem, I can choose one!"  Well... I walked out spending more that $9.95.  It's just too hard to pick ONE pose.  He is too stinkin cute! The people at the photo place also are trained on how to get you... they show you all the pictures on a big screen so of course I thought every pose was cute.  Anyway, it's worth it.  We got a CD of all the pics and here are some of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf-f-4Hm7I/AAAAAAAAB5M/EikTC6oEQw8/s1600-h/0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf-f-4Hm7I/AAAAAAAAB5M/EikTC6oEQw8/s400/0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf-gBs9jhI/AAAAAAAAB5U/ANEOep2KFzM/s1600-h/0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf-gBs9jhI/AAAAAAAAB5U/ANEOep2KFzM/s400/0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf-gLM1wLI/AAAAAAAAB5c/R-awvt_d4sU/s1600-h/0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf-gLM1wLI/AAAAAAAAB5c/R-awvt_d4sU/s400/0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf-gH2PdZI/AAAAAAAAB5k/2f81NMGbQvc/s1600-h/0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf-gH2PdZI/AAAAAAAAB5k/2f81NMGbQvc/s400/0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf_hV0RN4I/AAAAAAAAB60/2BQ-9prUdlo/s1600-h/0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf_hV0RN4I/AAAAAAAAB60/2BQ-9prUdlo/s400/0044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311995233763932034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf_hJhaU4I/AAAAAAAAB6s/dCJk6q1DLUk/s1600-h/0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf_hJhaU4I/AAAAAAAAB6s/dCJk6q1DLUk/s400/0054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311995230463611778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf_g73tmaI/AAAAAAAAB6k/GcAZ-WeIyPA/s1600-h/0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf_g73tmaI/AAAAAAAAB6k/GcAZ-WeIyPA/s400/0051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311995226799053218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf_g3HsusI/AAAAAAAAB6c/9A6OQH9nQ5o/s1600-h/0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf_AXEu-nI/AAAAAAAAB6M/5zYRSHVnHDk/s400/0042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311994667165743730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf_AEdwiYI/AAAAAAAAB6E/CZ86MoK4Wog/s1600-h/0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf_AEdwiYI/AAAAAAAAB6E/CZ86MoK4Wog/s400/0024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311994662170429826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf_AL8jWRI/AAAAAAAAB58/Zf4fDLmMrfM/s1600-h/0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf_AL8jWRI/AAAAAAAAB58/Zf4fDLmMrfM/s400/0027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311994664178637074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf-__68psI/AAAAAAAAB50/aPXH7---Aj8/s1600-h/0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf-__68psI/AAAAAAAAB50/aPXH7---Aj8/s400/0021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311994660950681282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf-_6ZAJ8I/AAAAAAAAB5s/Vlu63p7Ny64/s1600-h/0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf-_6ZAJ8I/AAAAAAAAB5s/Vlu63p7Ny64/s400/0062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311994659466127298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-4442399376466694352?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4442399376466694352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=4442399376466694352' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/4442399376466694352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/4442399376466694352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/03/photo-shoot.html' title='Photo Shoot'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/Sbf-f-4Hm7I/AAAAAAAAB5M/EikTC6oEQw8/s72-c/0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-8358574787440623384</id><published>2009-02-04T19:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:55:42.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Going Streakin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaiah has been going through this phase where he hate... HATES.. getting clothes on.  Any chance he gets he takes off his shoes, socks and even his pants.  When we are changing him we need to hold him down because he wants to run as soon as we get his clothes off!  We are going to have to keep an eye on this kid or he will be streaking someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SYpf8hZUWgI/AAAAAAAAB4A/aer6zDSeMww/s1600-h/IMG_2280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SYpf8hZUWgI/AAAAAAAAB4A/aer6zDSeMww/s400/IMG_2280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299153404916161026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There go the socks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SYpf8PrXvXI/AAAAAAAAB34/CeNplm8OSN4/s1600-h/IMG_2279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SYpf8PrXvXI/AAAAAAAAB34/CeNplm8OSN4/s400/IMG_2279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299153400160042354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'd rather be naked mom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my best friends had a baby last Sunday!! Bethany and I went to NPU together.  She lives in Denver with her husband Cameron.  They named their first baby Caden... he is the most precious lil' guy!  Hard to believe that Isaiah was that little a year ago.  I can't wait for Isaiah and Caden to play together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Isaiah meeting Caden for the first time... he was a little jealous of mom holding him, but he got better.  We saw them again this week and Isaiah didn't even seem to notice that I wasn't paying attention to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SYpf8L8NVtI/AAAAAAAAB3w/CfgY1OMU12A/s1600-h/IMG_2278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SYpf8L8NVtI/AAAAAAAAB3w/CfgY1OMU12A/s400/IMG_2278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299153399156922066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SYpf70poIVI/AAAAAAAAB3o/pRqUw-uLnYI/s1600-h/IMG_2277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SYpf70poIVI/AAAAAAAAB3o/pRqUw-uLnYI/s400/IMG_2277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299153392904970578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute with his blonde spiky hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought these next picutes were funny.  I was taking video and pictures of Isaiah tonight and he just stopped and posed for me like he was showing off how big he is getting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SYpf84DyDRI/AAAAAAAAB4I/4gvwLVlqniE/s1600-h/IMG_2291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SYpf84DyDRI/AAAAAAAAB4I/4gvwLVlqniE/s400/IMG_2291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299153410999848210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SYpggM0HQYI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/yqQG9kW98f0/s1600-h/IMG_2292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SYpggM0HQYI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/yqQG9kW98f0/s400/IMG_2292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299154017866695042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He makes us laugh every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-8358574787440623384?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8358574787440623384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=8358574787440623384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/8358574787440623384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/8358574787440623384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hate-pants.html' title='We&apos;re Going Streakin!'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SYpf8hZUWgI/AAAAAAAAB4A/aer6zDSeMww/s72-c/IMG_2280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-8863131532875196504</id><published>2009-01-13T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:53:05.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I knew the day would come when I have to cut some of the beautiful curly locks off of Isaiah's head.  Well.. today was that day!  It was fun and sad all at the same time. He looks like a little boy now. The fun part is that we got to go to a really cute salon just for kids.  They put the kids in these cars or firetrucks to get their hair cut.  The kids even get to pick out a movie to watch while they get their hair done.  We picked out a Sesame Street Music movie for Isaiah.  He was such a good kid, never even fussed... he had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1YP7D5fCI/AAAAAAAAB0o/rsF9vKcPdqY/s1600-h/IMG_2259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1YP7D5fCI/AAAAAAAAB0o/rsF9vKcPdqY/s400/IMG_2259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1YQEi06ZI/AAAAAAAAB0w/Ms6MUhrq9Ro/s1600-h/IMG_2260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1YQEi06ZI/AAAAAAAAB0w/Ms6MUhrq9Ro/s400/IMG_2260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1Zi6Gp8nI/AAAAAAAAB14/pylPoP5-rMM/s1600-h/IMG_2272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1Zi6Gp8nI/AAAAAAAAB14/pylPoP5-rMM/s400/IMG_2272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290983593477796466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AFTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Process:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1YQXlgRQI/AAAAAAAAB04/sTeQaKb72Ks/s1600-h/IMG_2261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1YQXlgRQI/AAAAAAAAB04/sTeQaKb72Ks/s400/IMG_2261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He chose the Firetruck&lt;br /&gt; (ok... we chose the firetruck, it was the best one and we love our firefighter friends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1YQUDVxwI/AAAAAAAAB1A/_Qgzyq6HiRk/s1600-h/IMG_2262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1YQUDVxwI/AAAAAAAAB1A/_Qgzyq6HiRk/s400/IMG_2262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1ZBHqVkuI/AAAAAAAAB1I/QfzP1CUImTM/s1600-h/IMG_2263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1ZBHqVkuI/AAAAAAAAB1I/QfzP1CUImTM/s400/IMG_2263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290983013001564898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at his crazy 'fro'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1ZCDKVShI/AAAAAAAAB1g/e93lptwfvG0/s1600-h/IMG_2266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1ZCDKVShI/AAAAAAAAB1g/e93lptwfvG0/s400/IMG_2266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290983028973455890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being such a good little boy for his hairstylist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1ZB9-5xgI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/FdwXSSdJi5o/s1600-h/IMG_2265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1ZB9-5xgI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/FdwXSSdJi5o/s400/IMG_2265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290983027583337986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1ZidJkowI/AAAAAAAAB1w/HyPS0XZdqFg/s1600-h/IMG_2268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1ZidJkowI/AAAAAAAAB1w/HyPS0XZdqFg/s400/IMG_2268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290983585705403138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He kept taking the combs from the hairstylist and combing his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1ZCYzB9_I/AAAAAAAAB1o/cqF06rXE1Mo/s1600-h/IMG_2267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1ZCYzB9_I/AAAAAAAAB1o/cqF06rXE1Mo/s400/IMG_2267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290983034781300722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye long, crazy baby hair! Hello little handsome boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1ZjNrK5fI/AAAAAAAAB2A/s2UtWTwffb0/s1600-h/IMG_2273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1ZjNrK5fI/AAAAAAAAB2A/s2UtWTwffb0/s400/IMG_2273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290983598731224562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't worry, he still has his curls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1Zi6Gp8nI/AAAAAAAAB14/pylPoP5-rMM/s1600-h/IMG_2272.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-8863131532875196504?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8863131532875196504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=8863131532875196504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/8863131532875196504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/8863131532875196504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-haircut.html' title='First Haircut'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SW1YP7D5fCI/AAAAAAAAB0o/rsF9vKcPdqY/s72-c/IMG_2259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-8366008103560359905</id><published>2009-01-10T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:39:15.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking and Dancing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a couple videos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-83058a836beecd42" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D83058a836beecd42%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331127963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CC37FF04D8EFAA6DC3DA961399BDE209A156311.78C6DEA410A97AE082A44D39675AF1273FD847C9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D83058a836beecd42%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dp_iHU_hC_-vFymEO4sUrNbEB74k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D83058a836beecd42%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331127963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CC37FF04D8EFAA6DC3DA961399BDE209A156311.78C6DEA410A97AE082A44D39675AF1273FD847C9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D83058a836beecd42%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dp_iHU_hC_-vFymEO4sUrNbEB74k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Isaiah dancing.  He loves music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cfb2f92bc390a294" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcfb2f92bc390a294%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331127963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3BF395F9A6E3A110590D6D0DDA3871AA7E339924.7670313C25B7E7D89375353FA0A6395A224E48ED%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcfb2f92bc390a294%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhSD61C4Fc89LRIaKOaOUzyBv6Q4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcfb2f92bc390a294%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331127963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3BF395F9A6E3A110590D6D0DDA3871AA7E339924.7670313C25B7E7D89375353FA0A6395A224E48ED%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcfb2f92bc390a294%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhSD61C4Fc89LRIaKOaOUzyBv6Q4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah walking!  He is pretty proud of himself, as you will see at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-8366008103560359905?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=83058a836beecd42&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cfb2f92bc390a294&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8366008103560359905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=8366008103560359905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/8366008103560359905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/8366008103560359905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/walking-and-dancing.html' title='Walking and Dancing!'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-3198253721324256243</id><published>2009-01-08T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:02:42.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Status Update</title><content type='html'>Good News!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know all of you haven't been able to sleep at night because Mr. Frog has been all alone in Chicago, but.... THEY FOUND HIM!  They are sending Mr. Frog in the mail along with Isaiah's coat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest easy now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-3198253721324256243?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3198253721324256243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=3198253721324256243' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/3198253721324256243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/3198253721324256243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/status-update.html' title='Status Update'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-6670380989616465194</id><published>2009-01-07T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T19:38:53.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas and Turning 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The last week of December is one crazy week for the Russell's.  We are realizing how busy and eventful it will be every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas on the 25th&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah's Birthday on the 29th (which is also Jeff and Amy's Anniversary)&lt;br /&gt;Our Anniversary on the 30th&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; New Years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the multiple events in this one week, we had a great time this year.  We were able to spend this Christmas with Joel's family in Wisconsin.  We had an EARLY morning flight on the 25th.  I was so nervous to fly out at 6am because we had to leave our house at 3:30 in the morning, but Isaiah did wonderfully.  He slept the whole flight and so did we!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was very relaxing at the Russell home in Wisconsin.  They live in the country, so it was very peaceful and pretty (fresh snow daily).  On the 28th we had a big Christmas gathering with the family.  Over 30 people came to the house for food and time to hang out.  We combined the Christmas gathering with Isaiah's 1st Birthday party!  He was able to eat cake and get LOADS of attention! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 30th we headed in to Chicago (as seen in the previous post) for my friend's wedding and to see our other good friends too!  For our anniversary we were able to go out to dinner and stay downtown for the night.  We haven't had a chance to really celebrate our anniversary since Isaiah was born last year at that time and the year before my brother got married in Alaska.  So this year was extra special to be in Chicago where we dated, go out to the restaurant we got engaged at and to get a full night sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back from our trip on Monday and on Monday night Isaiah started walking! We couldn't believe he waited to get home after so many people were working with him on our trip.  He is still a little wobbly, but he is getting there! He is turning in to such a big boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having a Birthday party for family and friends here this Sunday.  So we are getting ready for that, as well as trying to get back in to the day to day swing of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the long post, but as you can see it's been a very eventful last couple of weeks! It was good to see all of you in Wisconsin and Chicago.... it made us miss each of you so much!  Thanks for a wonderful time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVt7LEP37I/AAAAAAAABwc/wCINifQVoy4/s1600-h/IMG_2027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVt7LEP37I/AAAAAAAABwc/wCINifQVoy4/s400/IMG_2027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288754200766832562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah on the plane ride.  When he was awake he was flirting with the girl behind us, playing peek-a-boo and entertaining people around us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVt7ey-bPI/AAAAAAAABwk/3sGpNrnnDtc/s1600-h/IMG_2040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVt7ey-bPI/AAAAAAAABwk/3sGpNrnnDtc/s400/IMG_2040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288754206063095026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah opening his Christmas presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVt72NlmCI/AAAAAAAABws/RDgzcv7T0oA/s1600-h/IMG_2070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVt72NlmCI/AAAAAAAABws/RDgzcv7T0oA/s400/IMG_2070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288754212348729378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVt8CTdmvI/AAAAAAAABw0/XC26IC1c0o0/s1600-h/IMG_2071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVt8CTdmvI/AAAAAAAABw0/XC26IC1c0o0/s400/IMG_2071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288754215594597106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel with our nephew Connor (2 1/2 years old) and Isaiah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVt8cgwqjI/AAAAAAAABw8/WKH9-uUeILw/s1600-h/IMG_2058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVt8cgwqjI/AAAAAAAABw8/WKH9-uUeILw/s400/IMG_2058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288754222629694002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Picture on Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVuZ9uALwI/AAAAAAAABxE/dMpXk4rzaKg/s1600-h/IMG_2049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVuZ9uALwI/AAAAAAAABxE/dMpXk4rzaKg/s400/IMG_2049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288754729759813378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah's Birthday Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVubRnHvHI/AAAAAAAABxk/AifZaKNKd_A/s1600-h/IMG_2067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVubRnHvHI/AAAAAAAABxk/AifZaKNKd_A/s400/IMG_2067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288754752279526514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah was suspicious of the cake at first, but after he had his first taste he held it close so no one would take it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVubI2z2hI/AAAAAAAABxc/sC0yBsx-d0o/s1600-h/IMG_2064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVubI2z2hI/AAAAAAAABxc/sC0yBsx-d0o/s400/IMG_2064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288754749929413138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving his cake! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVua7m805I/AAAAAAAABxU/Jv5SLCsYN4I/s1600-h/IMG_2036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVua7m805I/AAAAAAAABxU/Jv5SLCsYN4I/s400/IMG_2036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288754746373231506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our niece, Vivian opening her presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVuaugiLeI/AAAAAAAABxM/PM3y-P34T9Y/s1600-h/IMG_2028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVuaugiLeI/AAAAAAAABxM/PM3y-P34T9Y/s400/IMG_2028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288754742856658402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our niece Danica posing and looking sweet as ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVveH6aorI/AAAAAAAABx0/Bh6przaowRs/s1600-h/IMG_2047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVveH6aorI/AAAAAAAABx0/Bh6przaowRs/s400/IMG_2047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288755900727337650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah eating a Christmas cookie.  He was spoiled that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVvdkKzvkI/AAAAAAAABxs/B2zUCNiMZXU/s1600-h/IMG_2029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVvdkKzvkI/AAAAAAAABxs/B2zUCNiMZXU/s400/IMG_2029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288755891132415554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing on a toy at Grandpa and Grandma's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-6670380989616465194?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6670380989616465194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=6670380989616465194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/6670380989616465194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/6670380989616465194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-and-turning-1.html' title='Christmas and Turning 1'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWVt7LEP37I/AAAAAAAABwc/wCINifQVoy4/s72-c/IMG_2027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-2258723193389040493</id><published>2009-01-07T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T12:59:55.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After spending Christmas and Isaiah's Birthday in Wisconsin with Joel's Family, we headed to Chicago for my friend Greta's wedding!  We had some family friends that were kind enough to let us stay at their condo that overlooks downtown.  It was so good to be back... made us miss the city, but not the traffic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWUTVL_WbzI/AAAAAAAABwU/XhHNnGlGH6c/s1600-h/IMG_2096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWUTVL_WbzI/AAAAAAAABwU/XhHNnGlGH6c/s400/IMG_2096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288654592133197618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends before Greta's Bachelorette Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWUTUqysAaI/AAAAAAAABwM/vjB-9VdFKSI/s1600-h/IMG_2111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWUTUqysAaI/AAAAAAAABwM/vjB-9VdFKSI/s400/IMG_2111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288654583221715362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!  I don't think he likes the hat very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWUTUNBCAKI/AAAAAAAABwE/y4zhcGmaCkk/s1600-h/IMG_2092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWUTUNBCAKI/AAAAAAAABwE/y4zhcGmaCkk/s400/IMG_2092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288654575228813474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah eating some Chicago style pizza with Auntie Gina for the FIRST time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWUTTntEMWI/AAAAAAAABv8/VcChXTxT48Q/s1600-h/IMG_2089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWUTTntEMWI/AAAAAAAABv8/VcChXTxT48Q/s400/IMG_2089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288654565212959074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in Chicago traffic. Isaiah was such a good traveler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWUTTEIhlMI/AAAAAAAABv0/lK93r2Zp7dQ/s1600-h/IMG_2112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWUTTEIhlMI/AAAAAAAABv0/lK93r2Zp7dQ/s400/IMG_2112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288654555664454850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready to spend some time with Yoav and Gina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWUSn5C9SPI/AAAAAAAABvs/00n8NTvjjzg/s1600-h/IMG_2118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWUSn5C9SPI/AAAAAAAABvs/00n8NTvjjzg/s400/IMG_2118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288653813953939698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;State Street.  It was beautifully decorated for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWUSnQlerbI/AAAAAAAABvk/9YIMbFgqvco/s1600-h/IMG_2144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWUSnQlerbI/AAAAAAAABvk/9YIMbFgqvco/s400/IMG_2144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288653803092880818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our View from the condo...overlooking Grant Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWUSmO0z33I/AAAAAAAABvc/OFb4CM2U10Q/s1600-h/IMG_2139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWUSmO0z33I/AAAAAAAABvc/OFb4CM2U10Q/s400/IMG_2139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288653785440444274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cancer Survivor's Park across from our condo.  I love this picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWUSlycYt1I/AAAAAAAABvU/WKGLCHS8fMA/s1600-h/IMG_2146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWUSlycYt1I/AAAAAAAABvU/WKGLCHS8fMA/s400/IMG_2146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288653777821808466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Skating at Grant Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWUSlWELchI/AAAAAAAABvM/56vALSp3FSk/s1600-h/IMG_2198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWUSlWELchI/AAAAAAAABvM/56vALSp3FSk/s400/IMG_2198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288653770204082706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful bride, Greta ... she was absolutley stunning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWURrdowF1I/AAAAAAAABvE/2LI43Z1gDaA/s1600-h/IMG_2217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWURrdowF1I/AAAAAAAABvE/2LI43Z1gDaA/s400/IMG_2217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288652775804114770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;North Park Alumni Picture... we filled the whole lobby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWURq6HlPmI/AAAAAAAABu8/N7CXhuTvazM/s1600-h/IMG_2205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWURq6HlPmI/AAAAAAAABu8/N7CXhuTvazM/s400/IMG_2205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288652766269750882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel and I at the reception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWURqvQWNrI/AAAAAAAABu0/DwySSHJ8aXg/s1600-h/IMG_2241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWURqvQWNrI/AAAAAAAABu0/DwySSHJ8aXg/s400/IMG_2241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288652763353724594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Delta Beta Gamma girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWURqPrAMvI/AAAAAAAABus/M3vZK69_xY0/s1600-h/IMG_2246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWURqPrAMvI/AAAAAAAABus/M3vZK69_xY0/s400/IMG_2246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288652754875593458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out for Tappas with some of our other friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWURpmhVYRI/AAAAAAAABuk/gL6gn_jjFJM/s1600-h/IMG_2251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWURpmhVYRI/AAAAAAAABuk/gL6gn_jjFJM/s400/IMG_2251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288652743829184786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Picture at the condo! The parents were great live in babysitters for the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-2258723193389040493?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2258723193389040493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=2258723193389040493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2258723193389040493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2258723193389040493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/chicago-fun.html' title='Chicago Fun'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWUTVL_WbzI/AAAAAAAABwU/XhHNnGlGH6c/s72-c/IMG_2096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-5555940633680350230</id><published>2009-01-05T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T15:22:00.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>URGENT!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWKVaYPvVnI/AAAAAAAABfM/8UgnLa_TroQ/s1600-h/Mr.+Frog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWKVaYPvVnI/AAAAAAAABfM/8UgnLa_TroQ/s400/Mr.+Frog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287953192903988850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MISSING:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR. FROG.  Lost at O'Hare Airport in Chicago, IL between security and Gate H12.  If found, please contact Joel or Lisa Russell immediately.  This is a complete tragedy and yes, I did cry half way home.  This is Isaiah's Frog that he has gone to sleep with every night since he was born.  He goes everywhere with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in contact with American Airlines and TSA Lost and Found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep Mr. Frog in your prayers since he is all by himself at the airport.  However, he does have Isaiah's coat keeping him warm.  We obviously didn't do so well traveling with so much stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will update about our trip after this horrible mess is figured out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-5555940633680350230?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5555940633680350230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=5555940633680350230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/5555940633680350230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/5555940633680350230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/urgent.html' title='URGENT!!!!'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SWKVaYPvVnI/AAAAAAAABfM/8UgnLa_TroQ/s72-c/Mr.+Frog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-2880483246034966453</id><published>2008-12-21T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T12:48:29.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Christmas Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We get to spend Christmas this year with Joel's family in Wisconsin.  Since we are leaving on Christmas day, we had Christmas with my parents last night.  It was Isaiah's first time opening presents and he really enjoyed it...especially the ribbons and wrapping paper!  He would have been happy with just that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SU6qSHoiLuI/AAAAAAAABbs/GUsErIENifY/s1600-h/IMG_2015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SU6qSHoiLuI/AAAAAAAABbs/GUsErIENifY/s400/IMG_2015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282346641215598306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SU6qR-ahDhI/AAAAAAAABbk/DQ9qSnB75r8/s1600-h/IMG_2012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SU6qR-ahDhI/AAAAAAAABbk/DQ9qSnB75r8/s400/IMG_2012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282346638740885010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SU6qRh_62UI/AAAAAAAABbc/f9lFcdbfweQ/s1600-h/IMG_2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SU6qRh_62UI/AAAAAAAABbc/f9lFcdbfweQ/s400/IMG_2009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282346631113136450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SU6p1rnhvNI/AAAAAAAABbU/yW36TvE9Abo/s1600-h/IMG_2003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SU6p1rnhvNI/AAAAAAAABbU/yW36TvE9Abo/s400/IMG_2003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282346152658844882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SU6p1cLxnzI/AAAAAAAABbM/s7hoEsX4qs8/s1600-h/IMG_2000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SU6p1cLxnzI/AAAAAAAABbM/s7hoEsX4qs8/s400/IMG_2000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282346148515913522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SU6p0yr_0II/AAAAAAAABbE/rXhysqBxpYQ/s1600-h/IMG_1999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SU6p0yr_0II/AAAAAAAABbE/rXhysqBxpYQ/s400/IMG_1999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282346137376772226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SU6p0h-QgxI/AAAAAAAABa8/KP6_QdVgbeg/s1600-h/IMG_1998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SU6p0h-QgxI/AAAAAAAABa8/KP6_QdVgbeg/s400/IMG_1998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282346132889961234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SU6p0ZOqyPI/AAAAAAAABa0/mIwRKumVmME/s1600-h/IMG_1995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SU6p0ZOqyPI/AAAAAAAABa0/mIwRKumVmME/s400/IMG_1995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282346130542872818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been SUPER cold outside.  Last Monday it was -17 when I left for work.  Here is Isaiah all bundled up...we are just getting prepared for the cold in Wisconisin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-2880483246034966453?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2880483246034966453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=2880483246034966453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2880483246034966453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2880483246034966453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-christmas-part-i.html' title='First Christmas Part I'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SU6qSHoiLuI/AAAAAAAABbs/GUsErIENifY/s72-c/IMG_2015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-4437324450802502035</id><published>2008-12-20T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T12:44:11.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaiah? Where are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SU0gB5QuvfI/AAAAAAAABZ8/ku4_ZgeLdoc/s1600-h/MVI_1968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SU0gB5QuvfI/AAAAAAAABZ8/ku4_ZgeLdoc/s400/MVI_1968.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Isaiah was playing in the kitchen the other day and we looked over there and he was gone! Sure enough, he found a way in to the cupboard and he got all the way inside! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-4437324450802502035?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4437324450802502035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=4437324450802502035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/4437324450802502035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/4437324450802502035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2008/12/isaiah-where-are-you.html' title='Isaiah? Where are you?'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SU0gB5QuvfI/AAAAAAAABZ8/ku4_ZgeLdoc/s72-c/MVI_1968.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-912975816109851130</id><published>2008-12-03T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T19:32:21.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the Laughter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our crazy kid!  He makes us laugh all the time.  This past Sunday we had some friends over for the football game and we got him to motion "touchdown" by putting both his arms in the air.  At halftime Joel was playing some music and Isaiah crawled up to the speaker, but his ear up to it and then started dancing.  He has sorta moved his head with the music before, but he went all out this time.  He was doing all sorts of new dance moves to the beat of the music!  We really believe he is going to be a musician of some sort.  He loves the tunes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah also gets in to these kicks where all he does is giggle.... over nothing...he just laughs.   I got some video of it from the other day so hopefully I can get that posted soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is such a joy! The only thing that is not fun right now is that he is teething again.  He has 4 coming in at once....poor guy.  Needless to say, he hasn't been sleeping much and we haven't either.  Most of them have broke through so we are hoping in the next week or two we will get back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/STdMbVapxII/AAAAAAAABWs/2LX8bzoOWA4/s1600-h/IMG_1965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/STdMbVapxII/AAAAAAAABWs/2LX8bzoOWA4/s400/IMG_1965.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275769520976938114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying on Jim's hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/STdMay4dcSI/AAAAAAAABWk/MNq7acoos00/s1600-h/IMG_1964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/STdMay4dcSI/AAAAAAAABWk/MNq7acoos00/s400/IMG_1964.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275769511706718498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves being the center of attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/STdMaWQyrtI/AAAAAAAABWc/KWslTb4IFUU/s1600-h/IMG_1959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/STdMaWQyrtI/AAAAAAAABWc/KWslTb4IFUU/s400/IMG_1959.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275769504024145618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was during one of his giggle fits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/STdMZxU8R0I/AAAAAAAABWU/vIb7DElxilw/s1600-h/IMG_1963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/STdMZxU8R0I/AAAAAAAABWU/vIb7DElxilw/s400/IMG_1963.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275769494109439810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He has been wrinkling his nose when he smiles or laughs. SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;If you look hard you can see his back molars are coming in! We love teething.... and not sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-912975816109851130?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/912975816109851130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=912975816109851130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/912975816109851130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/912975816109851130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-laughter.html' title='Oh the Laughter!'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/STdMbVapxII/AAAAAAAABWs/2LX8bzoOWA4/s72-c/IMG_1965.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-2640492623800026614</id><published>2008-11-23T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:23:42.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOEL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joel turned 28 on Thursday!  He has had a week long celebration starting with a surprise night out with friends last Friday and ending tonight with a nice dinner out with my parents!  Joel deserves all of it though.  He is a hard-working man that does a great job balancing life as a  husband and dad! I can't put in to words how grateful I am for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to get mushy... I just LOVE him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics from our night out last week.  Grammy and Papa were wonderful to watch Isaiah overnight so we could go out with friends and not worry about getting back to get him home!  It was a much needed night of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SSorTFkxtyI/AAAAAAAABVY/Id2L-CzTn8I/s1600-h/IMG_1928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SSorTFkxtyI/AAAAAAAABVY/Id2L-CzTn8I/s400/IMG_1928.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272073920704526114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SSorSujvW5I/AAAAAAAABVI/I41ujC4-OAU/s1600-h/IMG_1916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SSorSujvW5I/AAAAAAAABVI/I41ujC4-OAU/s400/IMG_1916.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272073914526161810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SSorS6mmv5I/AAAAAAAABVQ/xxG2UAzh4qI/s1600-h/IMG_1919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SSorS6mmv5I/AAAAAAAABVQ/xxG2UAzh4qI/s400/IMG_1919.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272073917759405970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry there are no pics of Isaiah... don't get mad at me yet... I will post some really soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-2640492623800026614?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2640492623800026614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=2640492623800026614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2640492623800026614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2640492623800026614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-joel.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOEL!'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SSorTFkxtyI/AAAAAAAABVY/Id2L-CzTn8I/s72-c/IMG_1928.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-4144644829459409383</id><published>2008-11-13T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T19:36:54.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a big boy...</title><content type='html'>I can hardly believe it.  Isaiah is 10 months old and looking like a "little boy" every day.  He is in 18 month clothing already.  We are proud parents of a baby who can do high fives, clap, and wave.  When someone says "Good Job" he automatically starts clapping.  We try not to treat him like a dog...but we are so happy that he can do tricks!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been playing by himself so well.  The other day he was in his room and it was really quiet.  I thought "oh no, what kind of trouble is he getting in to?"  Sure enough I walked in there and he was looking at his books. He was concentrating so hard at turning each page and staring at each picture. It was a moment where I just had to step back and soak it up (and take a picture).  He is evolving in to a  toddler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SRzvwZFtUwI/AAAAAAAABRI/sF-y7PrVD6A/s1600-h/IMG_1915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SRzvwZFtUwI/AAAAAAAABRI/sF-y7PrVD6A/s400/IMG_1915.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268349278764225282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SRzvwLYxa1I/AAAAAAAABRA/mq4QCk-e-z4/s1600-h/IMG_1914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SRzvwLYxa1I/AAAAAAAABRA/mq4QCk-e-z4/s400/IMG_1914.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268349275086089042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SRzvv6dGfdI/AAAAAAAABQ4/YON0JiIuY6I/s1600-h/IMG_1881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SRzvv6dGfdI/AAAAAAAABQ4/YON0JiIuY6I/s400/IMG_1881.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268349270540844498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-4144644829459409383?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4144644829459409383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=4144644829459409383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/4144644829459409383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/4144644829459409383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2008/11/such-big-boy.html' title='Such a big boy...'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SRzvwZFtUwI/AAAAAAAABRI/sF-y7PrVD6A/s72-c/IMG_1915.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-4577785101060848188</id><published>2008-11-03T08:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:09:37.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaiah was a LION for Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQ8ukT9aNFI/AAAAAAAABQw/a6f9vmycC5o/s1600-h/IMG_1886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQ8uDF1TBqI/AAAAAAAABQI/5CKaoSoASpk/s400/IMG_1889.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264477120059606690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQ8uChCn22I/AAAAAAAABQA/vkophuj1sJE/s1600-h/IMG_1892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQ8uChCn22I/AAAAAAAABQA/vkophuj1sJE/s400/IMG_1892.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264477110183385954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQ8tWIfoUEI/AAAAAAAABP4/1Iv-iFU4zzU/s1600-h/IMG_1894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQ8tWIfoUEI/AAAAAAAABP4/1Iv-iFU4zzU/s400/IMG_1894.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264476347679920194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQ8tUqbieDI/AAAAAAAABPw/jVOLFETs0q8/s1600-h/IMG_1895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQ8tUqbieDI/AAAAAAAABPw/jVOLFETs0q8/s400/IMG_1895.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264476322429827122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQ8tTnLI3BI/AAAAAAAABPo/iz_Ctx77JFA/s1600-h/IMG_1907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQ8tTnLI3BI/AAAAAAAABPo/iz_Ctx77JFA/s400/IMG_1907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264476304375864338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQ8tTPwgOiI/AAAAAAAABPg/oBV_YBuIKLI/s1600-h/IMG_1901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQ8tTPwgOiI/AAAAAAAABPg/oBV_YBuIKLI/s400/IMG_1901.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264476298090134050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/&gt;&lt;!-- /--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQ8uj3NjK5I/AAAAAAAABQo/63MQD0yTUoc/s1600-h/IMG_1878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQ8uj3NjK5I/AAAAAAAABQo/63MQD0yTUoc/s400/IMG_1878.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264477683070479250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are some of our friends from church.  Isaiah dressed up for Bible Study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-4577785101060848188?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4577785101060848188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=4577785101060848188' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/4577785101060848188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/4577785101060848188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN!'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQ8ukT9aNFI/AAAAAAAABQw/a6f9vmycC5o/s72-c/IMG_1886.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-1537599489147342067</id><published>2008-10-27T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T18:54:55.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spaghetti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Joel thought it would be a good idea to give Isaiah Spaghetti the other night while I was at work. We have been experimenting with lots of different foods, but spaghetti? really? to a 10 month old?  At least by the time I got home, Joel had him in the bath, but I swear I was finding spaghetti pieces for a few days afterward.  What a mess!! Good thing Joel stripped him down to his diaper before, or we would have had some spaghetti-stained clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are pretty excited for Halloween this Friday. We got Isaiah a really cute costume, so you will have to check back on the blog this weekend to see him in it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQZuzR3s6pI/AAAAAAAABO4/Jft5vAHz8XI/s1600-h/IMG_1868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQZuzR3s6pI/AAAAAAAABO4/Jft5vAHz8XI/s400/IMG_1868.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262015041878420114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQZu0n7PJ2I/AAAAAAAABPQ/vIS28_Jex6k/s1600-h/IMG_1871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQZu0n7PJ2I/AAAAAAAABPQ/vIS28_Jex6k/s400/IMG_1871.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262015064978696034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQZu0SWKloI/AAAAAAAABPI/qegr1y11RWo/s1600-h/IMG_1870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQZu0SWKloI/AAAAAAAABPI/qegr1y11RWo/s400/IMG_1870.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262015059186062978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQZuznudi7I/AAAAAAAABPA/R3P9xArqjMA/s1600-h/IMG_1869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQZuznudi7I/AAAAAAAABPA/R3P9xArqjMA/s400/IMG_1869.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262015047745244082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-1537599489147342067?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1537599489147342067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=1537599489147342067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/1537599489147342067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/1537599489147342067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2008/10/spaghetti.html' title='Spaghetti'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SQZuzR3s6pI/AAAAAAAABO4/Jft5vAHz8XI/s72-c/IMG_1868.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-4782694462087467102</id><published>2008-10-10T14:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T15:33:32.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;We had some family photos taken of us last week by a good friend of mine....she did amazing!  We got so many great pictures... I don't have enough wall space for all the good ones.  I posted a few here to see, but we have more on my Facebook page. Click on this link if you want to see more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=35307&amp;amp;l=e6cba&amp;amp;id=776302511&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Isaiah is so active and fun.  He has been so outgoing lately.  When we are in any public place or at church he waves at people, talks (in his own language) and smiles constantly.  His personality is coming through more and more everyday.  It is going to be fun to see how he continues to interact with people and kids his own age.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SO_VovFZNjI/AAAAAAAABOw/L-2c0j8h5Qg/s1600-h/IMG_9722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SO_VovFZNjI/AAAAAAAABOw/L-2c0j8h5Qg/s400/IMG_9722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255654185975232050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is a favorite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SO_UavFPYKI/AAAAAAAABOI/KW1QU8d-4Es/s1600-h/IMG_9678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SO_UavFPYKI/AAAAAAAABOI/KW1QU8d-4Es/s400/IMG_9678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255652845944791202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SO_Ua1iXzHI/AAAAAAAABOQ/Hj8f4b08-18/s1600-h/IMG_9550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SO_Ua1iXzHI/AAAAAAAABOQ/Hj8f4b08-18/s400/IMG_9550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255652847677590642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SO_Uaz7toHI/AAAAAAAABOY/9T6KFVXXeZY/s1600-h/IMG_9557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SO_Uaz7toHI/AAAAAAAABOY/9T6KFVXXeZY/s400/IMG_9557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255652847247007858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SO_UbPFgYTI/AAAAAAAABOg/0igm2Zz3Gxk/s1600-h/IMG_9523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SO_UbPFgYTI/AAAAAAAABOg/0igm2Zz3Gxk/s400/IMG_9523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255652854535840050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SO_UbZE8QTI/AAAAAAAABOo/OM6bS78Fpms/s1600-h/IMG_9623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SO_UbZE8QTI/AAAAAAAABOo/OM6bS78Fpms/s400/IMG_9623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255652857217827122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SO_TIRyfIPI/AAAAAAAABNo/cRdTfxlEuR8/s1600-h/IMG_1847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SO_TIRyfIPI/AAAAAAAABNo/cRdTfxlEuR8/s400/IMG_1847.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255651429332230386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my friend Christy who took the pictures for us.  She is leaving for Burkina Faso (West Africa) on Sunday for the Peace Corps for 2 years.  We are so sad she is leaving, but know she will be an awesome help in Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SO_TITH1CtI/AAAAAAAABNw/lb0NtKm3gTU/s1600-h/IMG_1851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SO_TITH1CtI/AAAAAAAABNw/lb0NtKm3gTU/s400/IMG_1851.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255651429690182354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took Christy out for a goodbye dinner and Isaiah got a balloon, which made him incredibly excited.  It's the little things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SO_TIhxCoxI/AAAAAAAABN4/tzoODBjgqlw/s1600-h/IMG_1854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SO_TIhxCoxI/AAAAAAAABN4/tzoODBjgqlw/s400/IMG_1854.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255651433621136146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still playing with the balloon 2 days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SO_TI5twrwI/AAAAAAAABOA/HgWhAlFTlls/s1600-h/IMG_1841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SO_TI5twrwI/AAAAAAAABOA/HgWhAlFTlls/s400/IMG_1841.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255651440049827586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our good friends Caleb and Sharon.  Isaiah loves to "chill" with Caleb. He doesn't do that for us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-4782694462087467102?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4782694462087467102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=4782694462087467102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/4782694462087467102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/4782694462087467102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2008/10/family-photos.html' title='Family Photos'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SO_VovFZNjI/AAAAAAAABOw/L-2c0j8h5Qg/s72-c/IMG_9722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-7703636685003500111</id><published>2008-09-24T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T21:02:29.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wedding and Baths!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our friends, Marko and Jess got married 2 weeks ago in Canon City, CO.  It is just 3 hours away from our house. I had the honor of standing up in her wedding. Jess is someone that I have been mentoring the last 2 years and we have become really good friends. It was a beautiful wedding in her backyard... it filled our hearts with joy to see them say "I do"...they are a wonderful couple and we wish them the best.  It was also nice for the 3 of us to get a way for a couple of days. Isaiah did so well with all the people that he didn't know and being carted around.  He is a happy baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been busy here in the Russell household.  Between multiple jobs and trying to keep up with our very active baby...we go to bed pretty exhausted.  Things are good though, despite the chaos.  Isaiah is so stinkin cute! His personality is showing more and more everyday. He laughs a lot and is very curious about everything.  Today he climbed all the stairs at Grammy and Papa's house all by himself! He continually goes in to the bathroom, pulls himself up on the tub and stares in at his bath toys!  I think he likes the bath. :) He moved on from his infant bath tub (it's just a smaller bathtub that helps them not slip around) to being in the big bathtub. He loves having the room, playing with his toys and splashing around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took family pictures in the park this week, so as soon as I get those I will post a few! I think we got some good ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SNsITgU1eZI/AAAAAAAABMw/k7H1GzAam6o/s1600-h/IMG_1825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SNsITgU1eZI/AAAAAAAABMw/k7H1GzAam6o/s400/IMG_1825.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249798921818306962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get a nice family picture...it did not happen. Trying to get all 3 of us to look at the camera with a decent look on our face is impossible. This was the best one of Isaiah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SNsIT1XX15I/AAAAAAAABM4/Bgc6bSZZHg0/s1600-h/IMG_1823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SNsIT1XX15I/AAAAAAAABM4/Bgc6bSZZHg0/s400/IMG_1823.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249798927466092434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Happy Couple after they were pronounced man and wife!! yah!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SNsIUDL6aRI/AAAAAAAABNA/oiPyPGMFyYs/s1600-h/IMG_1830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SNsIUDL6aRI/AAAAAAAABNA/oiPyPGMFyYs/s400/IMG_1830.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249798931176122642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least 2 of us can look at the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SNsFaDNrdnI/AAAAAAAABMQ/EgbS4nVsF0g/s1600-h/IMG_1838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SNsFaDNrdnI/AAAAAAAABMQ/EgbS4nVsF0g/s400/IMG_1838.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249795735727863410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah taking his big boy bath! He loves the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SNsFdOztTDI/AAAAAAAABMY/FeBL3DpY0xM/s1600-h/IMG_1839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SNsFdOztTDI/AAAAAAAABMY/FeBL3DpY0xM/s400/IMG_1839.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249795790379764786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get out of the bath after he was played out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-7703636685003500111?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7703636685003500111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=7703636685003500111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7703636685003500111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7703636685003500111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2008/09/wedding-and-baths.html' title='A Wedding and Baths!'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SNsITgU1eZI/AAAAAAAABMw/k7H1GzAam6o/s72-c/IMG_1825.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-2432411296268288881</id><published>2008-09-11T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T20:20:25.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Standin' up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember saying when Isaiah was a newborn, "I can't believe someday I will walk in to his nursery and he will be standing up in his crib...what a crazy day that will be!" Well, it is here.  It is my new favorite thing to walk in to his room after he wakes up from his nap and see him standing there waiting for me to come in and get him. He is just too dang cute to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SMnc5Rn5S_I/AAAAAAAAA1c/EJp6sw7TlHo/s1600-h/IMG_1755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SMnc5Rn5S_I/AAAAAAAAA1c/EJp6sw7TlHo/s400/IMG_1755.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244966117591043058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After his nap. His shirt says "I still live with my parents" I think he looks like a prisoner in this picture because of the railings on his crib and his shirt. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SMnc5hHtm5I/AAAAAAAAA1k/TQsvSfoSWqI/s1600-h/IMG_1756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SMnc5hHtm5I/AAAAAAAAA1k/TQsvSfoSWqI/s400/IMG_1756.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244966121751026578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SMnc5yWGBrI/AAAAAAAAA1s/Z-V9tg0NFTY/s1600-h/IMG_1757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SMnc5yWGBrI/AAAAAAAAA1s/Z-V9tg0NFTY/s400/IMG_1757.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244966126374749874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SMnc6AKeK3I/AAAAAAAAA10/acN8DSFqRzI/s1600-h/IMG_1758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SMnc6AKeK3I/AAAAAAAAA10/acN8DSFqRzI/s400/IMG_1758.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244966130084096882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SMnc6TlJ_fI/AAAAAAAAA18/EdEZDrS9Eqc/s1600-h/IMG_1760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SMnc6TlJ_fI/AAAAAAAAA18/EdEZDrS9Eqc/s400/IMG_1760.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244966135296294386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After having a tough time picking up the cherrios with his fingers, he decided to bend his head over and eat them off the tray... he ended up getting cherrios stuck to his face! priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-2432411296268288881?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2432411296268288881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=2432411296268288881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2432411296268288881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/2432411296268288881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2008/09/standin-up.html' title='Standin&apos; up!'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SMnc5Rn5S_I/AAAAAAAAA1c/EJp6sw7TlHo/s72-c/IMG_1755.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-7747063181580040682</id><published>2008-09-03T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T18:20:56.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Park &amp; More Milestones</title><content type='html'>Isaiah turned 8 months last Friday and this past week he has been keeping us on our toes with new milestones.  On my birthday, last Monday, he crawled for the first time.  It was the best Birthday present ever!  This past Monday he said Mama... his first word.  I don't think he actually knows what it means yet, but we are pretty excited that he said a word!  Yesterday Isaiah pulled himself up to his feet for the first time in his crib.  We could hardly believe it. Today, after Joel put him down for a nap, he heard a thump in his room so he went in there to find that Isaiah was standing up in his crib and he had knocked down his bedside lamp.&lt;br /&gt;As I am writing this blog, he just tried to get in to the cat food... he is definitely keeping us busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to the park.  It was one of those gorgeous days....not too hot...not too cold.  We had a memorable day in the park swinging, playing in the grass and going down the slide.  This was Isaiah's first, of many, trips to the park.  It is so fun to see him light up and giggle when he is swinging.  I can't believe that next summer he will be running and playing on those things by himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pics!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SL8f81VAFAI/AAAAAAAAAz8/JXzbQ4HuD4o/s1600-h/IMG_1703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241943621250323458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SL8f81VAFAI/AAAAAAAAAz8/JXzbQ4HuD4o/s400/IMG_1703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After bath time in his robe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SL8f9NOlYgI/AAAAAAAAA0E/MsXbb3mL2Y0/s1600-h/IMG_1710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241943627665859074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SL8f9NOlYgI/AAAAAAAAA0E/MsXbb3mL2Y0/s400/IMG_1710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big boy Nike outfit&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SL8f9Yh70HI/AAAAAAAAA0M/PFyEPlPJJW8/s1600-h/IMG_1715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241943630699810930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SL8f9Yh70HI/AAAAAAAAA0M/PFyEPlPJJW8/s400/IMG_1715.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Right before he stood up on his feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SL8f9htoXkI/AAAAAAAAA0U/_UqGRo9tb5g/s1600-h/IMG_1721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241943633164787266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SL8f9htoXkI/AAAAAAAAA0U/_UqGRo9tb5g/s400/IMG_1721.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Swinging and laughing...life doesn't get much better&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SL8f-epg55I/AAAAAAAAA0c/1HZpc6YYZTk/s1600-h/IMG_1724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241943649522083730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SL8f-epg55I/AAAAAAAAA0c/1HZpc6YYZTk/s400/IMG_1724.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241944576587716738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SL8g0cPL2II/AAAAAAAAA1E/YCW3mwwsndA/s400/IMG_1748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241944558234486530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SL8gzX3bxwI/AAAAAAAAA0s/eY3U-i_67wY/s400/IMG_1732.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Crawling in the grass...he also likes to eat the grass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241944572385543826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SL8g0MlTxpI/AAAAAAAAA08/s_5J-NqqA-A/s400/IMG_1740.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;His goofy grin (7 teeth now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241944560760297090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SL8gzhRoloI/AAAAAAAAA00/_xOsquckMOQ/s400/IMG_1738.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241945547747804594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SL8hs-FyxbI/AAAAAAAAA1U/1JFQF70eXCg/s400/IMG_1727.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241944555697070818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SL8gzOad4uI/AAAAAAAAA0k/8babaxcE-xI/s400/IMG_1725.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241945543075387666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SL8hssrzWRI/AAAAAAAAA1M/7Fde9xzhLxQ/s400/IMG_1753.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My favorite picture of the week&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-7747063181580040682?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7747063181580040682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=7747063181580040682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7747063181580040682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/7747063181580040682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2008/09/park-more-milestones.html' title='The Park &amp; More Milestones'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SL8f81VAFAI/AAAAAAAAAz8/JXzbQ4HuD4o/s72-c/IMG_1703.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472080864675225930.post-4405818090582298993</id><published>2008-08-20T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T13:34:55.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy scootin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Has it really been 3 weeks since I have updated the blog? Wow, how time passes...and how the summer goes by so quickly! I say that every year, but somehow the next year I am always suprised again. Things have been crazy at the Russell home. Joel has been working a lot of overtime this month. He is going to help out with the youth group at church again this year, so he starts the kickoff for that tonight. He is also looking in to going to school this fall. We are waiting on an approval from Comcast to provide a tuition reimbursement. Can't pass up free school! I have been busy getting prepped to teach Drug and Alcohol Prevention for the Fort Collins school district. I am super excited about this position. It's only 10-12 hours a week and I am going to try and teach on days that Joel is home so we don't have to do childcare. I have also been doing other various contract work. I keep saying God provides...even if it's through 8 jobs (really only 3). As some of you know, my Grandma has been in the hospital with some health problems, but thankfully she is doing better now. She is now in short-term care until she gets the strength to go home. My grandpa is now in long-term care at a wonderful facility that has an incredible Alzheimers unit. Thanks to everyone who was praying for my grandparents and our family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have also been very busy chasing after our scooting machine! Isaiah has not quite mastered the crawling thing yet, but he sure has found his way to get across the room and get in to things that he is not supposed to. He is on the move and very active! Yesterday, we had to crawl around on the floor to get a "baby's eye" view so that we could baby proof the house. It's so funny that he can be surrounded with toys, but all he wants to do is feel the speakers, pull the nintendo cords, play with the door stops, etc. His personlity is coming through more and more everyday and we just know he is going to continue to be a bundle of joy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some pics from the last couple weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SKx0wa-V2dI/AAAAAAAAAys/eZsTEYAcPH8/s1600-h/IMG_1676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236688841948387794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SKx0wa-V2dI/AAAAAAAAAys/eZsTEYAcPH8/s400/IMG_1676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joel and I had the opportunity to get away for a night to Breckenridge for a much needed break and alone time! We had a wonderful dinner date in beautiful Breck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SKx0wsv8KdI/AAAAAAAAAy0/VGoV3fA6rCI/s1600-h/IMG_1699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236688846719822290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SKx0wsv8KdI/AAAAAAAAAy0/VGoV3fA6rCI/s400/IMG_1699.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My friends John and Shay were in town and they got to meet Isaiah for the first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SKx0zbDmsUI/AAAAAAAAAy8/THuqVO8fhSI/s1600-h/IMG_1701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236688893510070594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SKx0zbDmsUI/AAAAAAAAAy8/THuqVO8fhSI/s400/IMG_1701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isaiah and his buddy Nolan having a play date! They love hanging out with eachother.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SKx02g7zv9I/AAAAAAAAAzE/A1FMa6pO9AY/s1600-h/IMG_1695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236688946627592146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SKx02g7zv9I/AAAAAAAAAzE/A1FMa6pO9AY/s400/IMG_1695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Digging through his toys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SKx04QKSvbI/AAAAAAAAAzM/QwQcLrKPH2E/s1600-h/IMG_1684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236688976484679090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SKx04QKSvbI/AAAAAAAAAzM/QwQcLrKPH2E/s400/IMG_1684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Learning how to play the guitar with daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236692673798227650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b8T6GfPonA/SKx4PduiRsI/AAAAAAAAAzU/mS0uaDg3H5M/s400/IMG_1689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Having cuddle time with mom before he goes to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472080864675225930-4405818090582298993?l=therussfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4405818090582298993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472080864675225930&amp;postID=4405818090582298993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/4405818090582298993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472080864675225930/posts/default/4405818090582298993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therussfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/busy-scootin.html' title='Busy scootin'/><author><name>Lisa Russell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254094316505535157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UR2yeyfAAK4/TkwwxHLQ70I/AAAAAAAAETU/h44x87yIUnE/s220/SAM_0338.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://s
