<?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-6152635475382221733</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:50:27.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mattson Family!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Erin, Gus &amp;amp; Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10785142171366876504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTOixH67aI/AAAAAAAAABo/SNOTu7oa2Zk/S220/1424506828_l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152635475382221733.post-4771790179677100657</id><published>2009-01-04T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T03:24:50.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've realized after talking with friends and family, a lot of people are having a hard time figuring out where I work. So guess what this blog is about! OH BOY! :)&lt;br /&gt;Here's the basics: I work for the Archdiocesan Housing Authority. AHA has over 150 properties in WA. They provide permanent and temporary housing for families or individuals, and they have many "themed" properties. Our newest one is called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ozanom&lt;/span&gt;. It's being built where our old parking lot used to be (we will get our parking back once it's completed). Oz will serve housing for homeless, practicing alcoholic  men. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, my building is Chancery Place Apartments. We currently house (permanent) low income seniors, 62 of age or older, and persons with a disability who meet 4 features of an unit. Non-PC, if you're younger than 62, you need to be in a wheelchair or use some other machine to move around (walker, scooter, etc). I had said "currently house" earlier because HUD (Housing for Urban Development) is trying to change the way 202/8 (us) are viewed. We will in the super near future be offering housing to anyone who has a disability. There's a lot of mixed feelings about this, so I'll just continue on with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;purdy&lt;/span&gt; pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287385237990489234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SWCQ3DURPJI/AAAAAAAAAOM/W4Gsro27U-k/s320/dec+230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287385243338750418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SWCQ3XPZOdI/AAAAAAAAAOU/e7mH5719Jr4/s320/dec+231.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here is the front of the building, and also looking up at it from the street. It's 15 stories tall, 13 floors are residential and the other 2 floors are occupied by the Archdiocesan Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287386197811044242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SWCRu67Un5I/AAAAAAAAAO0/e78lQ1Q_pE8/s320/dec+232.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here is the lobby and where the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ol&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Betties&lt;/span&gt; sit and gossip. It's a prime spot to sit; it's directly in front of the elevators and across from the front doors and mailboxes! Usually these chairs are filled with ladies up to no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287385251016205138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SWCQ3z1141I/AAAAAAAAAOk/9muf1lTLqGk/s320/dec+233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the other view of the lobby (it's in an "L" shape). The closed office is Katy's and the Front Desk Staff (we have night and weekend coverage here. The building is secure so guests are to check in).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287385261489801122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SWCQ4a28R6I/AAAAAAAAAOs/XVzeSdI99kY/s320/dec+236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melanie and I share an office on the 1st floor. It used to be an old unit, but was changed into the office when they realized 2.5 people (Alvaro, our ONE maintenance man has a desk in here) can't share a 8x10 room (Katy's office). Melanie's "office" is the living room of an unit. All the units have one bedroom, bathroom, living room and full sized kitchen. The 1st floor also houses the Family Room, Laundry, Library and Computer Room. This is Melanie's desk; it is actually "clean" for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287386206628512402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SWCRvbxkgpI/AAAAAAAAAO8/vmidVEcU78M/s320/dec+237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is my office. It's the bedroom of an unit. Melanie is working on getting me out in the living room with her, and use this space for a conference area. Thankfully, I still reside in it. Notice how somewhat organized it is compared to &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; desk...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287393586260161714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SWCYc_C3NLI/AAAAAAAAAQE/yunEyrl97hU/s320/dec+234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Family Room. This is where we have our House Meetings and other social gatherings. We also have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; with cable, pop machine and a piano for everyone to enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287393592451253794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SWCYdWG7xiI/AAAAAAAAAQM/P9YVjNzFZ7o/s320/dec+235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This isn't really of importance, but its the cause of just one of my many headaches with work. All the hallways have been carpeted, and somewhere down the line they decided to replace all the carpet with this nasty green &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;marmoleum&lt;/span&gt;. It's ugly (the tenants picked out the color...), HIGHLY expensive and costly to upkeep, and makes the building look like a nursing home. We are slowly installing it. They bought this a few years ago, and we have only installed three floors...it's that expensive to install. Someone wasn't thinking correctly when they ordered it...but whatever. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Onto the roof!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287386208176438322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SWCRvhin_DI/AAAAAAAAAPE/VXuk9eGhNdU/s320/dec+217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We try and get away to the roof as much as we can (on non-windy days). Here is the view of stadiums (you may have to strain to see them in this pic). Notice the big mammoth building off to the left. That will be senior housing for multi-millionaires. It is HUGE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287386212697503970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SWCRvyYh-OI/AAAAAAAAAPM/4vnkVSFRXsc/s320/dec+218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the west side view. The building straight in front is pretty new still. Imagine being 10 feet lower, and you can image how awesome the views are for some of the tenants. There is actually one tenant on the 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; floor (Catholics are not superstitious, so yes, we do have a 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; floor) who has black-out curtains and &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; opens them. What a waste of a view!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287386217462423890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SWCRwEIk4VI/AAAAAAAAAPU/f1PXpS4NEq8/s320/dec+219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the north side. You can hardly see the Space Needle just shy of middle, on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287390431330745938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SWCVlWBEvlI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ba9oJw7pVW0/s320/dec+220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the east side. Capital Hill is off to the left. Swedish Hospital is pictured to the right (anything that is beige colored is probably Swedish).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287390449214261170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SWCVmYo1h7I/AAAAAAAAAPs/F-bdHMXccuU/s320/dec+223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the south-east view. When the Blue Angels were flying, we had a great view from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287390445460484674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SWCVmKp3ckI/AAAAAAAAAPk/B-wIT6u4N64/s320/dec+221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally the to the south. Those ginormous steeples belong to the St. James Cathedral. I realize now that I should have included a picture of the front of the Cathedral. It's absolutely beautiful. If any of you get a change to take a tour of it, I highly suggest it. Also, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Harborview&lt;/span&gt; is off past the Cathedral. We work on First Hill, but it's often called Pill Hill since we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Harborview&lt;/span&gt;, Swedish, Virgina Mason, and Cabrini hospitals surrounding us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287390464660249874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SWCVnSLcnRI/AAAAAAAAAP8/J-nUO6aKJsw/s320/dec+226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I snapped a quick on of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ozanom&lt;/span&gt;. It's the beige building towards the top of the picture. Hopefully it'll be completed in the Spring of this year!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287390454688294194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SWCVmtB8pTI/AAAAAAAAAP0/lf_uK021Y-c/s320/dec+225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Almost forgot, here is the Sun Deck, from the rooftop. It's nothing special (especially from this pic!). There are flower pots that the tenants fight over, a couple table and chairs, and plenty of room to roam around. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I helped clear up some of the mystery around my work. I guess I never said what I do. I'm the Business Manager. Since this is a HUD building, all the tenants must get re-certified early in order to live here. Rent is only 30% of their income (if they have any), so it must get verified yearly. Since everyone is either a senior or disabled, their medical bills can also help reduce their rent, so that is also calculated and verified yearly. We do have some tenants who don't have any income (no Social Security, pensions, wages, etc) so they actually receive a check from AHA to live there. We pay the water, sewage and garbage, and also take off $29 from their rent so the tenants who don't pay rent due to no income, receive a check to help cover their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;electricity&lt;/span&gt; bills. Pretty cool to get paid to live somewhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, since it's now 3:30am, I should probably go to bed. Gus and Lucas left for the ocean today, and I apparently can't sleep. My night/day to get extra sleep, and I can't. Perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6152635475382221733-4771790179677100657?l=gelmattson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/feeds/4771790179677100657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152635475382221733&amp;postID=4771790179677100657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/4771790179677100657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/4771790179677100657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-work.html' title='My Work'/><author><name>Erin, Gus &amp;amp; Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10785142171366876504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTOixH67aI/AAAAAAAAABo/SNOTu7oa2Zk/S220/1424506828_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SWCQ3DURPJI/AAAAAAAAAOM/W4Gsro27U-k/s72-c/dec+230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152635475382221733.post-7670864720292071187</id><published>2008-11-17T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:42:40.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is why I love my job...</title><content type='html'>I know I already emailed this out, but &lt;em&gt;I'm just so proud of my tenant!&lt;/em&gt; hahaha  It's not everyday that someone writes something cute AND funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A NEW ROMANCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not think, at my age, it would ever happen, but it has. I am in love&lt;br /&gt;with my new toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day it was installed I sat upon it all&lt;br /&gt;afternoon; we were getting used to each other. I got up at night, every half&lt;br /&gt;hour or so, just to make sure it was still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so&lt;br /&gt;gleaming, so white, so virginally pure in its newness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to&lt;br /&gt;think of how to best describe its efficient sound: whISH, or whOOSH, or flUSH,&lt;br /&gt;or bUSH! and suddenly, heilige scheiss, it was all gone, to be forgotten&lt;br /&gt;forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has brought me and my neighbors on this floor together,&lt;br /&gt;as we visit each other to view each other’s new toilet. We should have one big&lt;br /&gt;house party for the entire complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day I will leave, either&lt;br /&gt;for a nursing home, the morgue, or Southern California. What a consolation to&lt;br /&gt;realize that the new toilet will still be here to remember me by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Peter Eccles&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6152635475382221733-7670864720292071187?l=gelmattson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/feeds/7670864720292071187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152635475382221733&amp;postID=7670864720292071187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/7670864720292071187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/7670864720292071187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-why-i-love-my-job.html' title='This is why I love my job...'/><author><name>Erin, Gus &amp;amp; Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10785142171366876504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTOixH67aI/AAAAAAAAABo/SNOTu7oa2Zk/S220/1424506828_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152635475382221733.post-5818803343308321282</id><published>2008-11-06T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:23:40.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We moved into our new townhouse in Tacoma on October 31st in the evening (wasn't the smartest choice to do it on Halloween....maybe we'll remember that next time...). I took some pictures of the inside Sunday night (basically the day after we moved in). They're not the best, but they're the best I have as of now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We signed our lease late Friday night after a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stressful&lt;/span&gt; family emergency (everything is okay now), so actually moving our stuff on Saturday was a piece of cake! When I think I'm having a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stressful&lt;/span&gt; day, I remember that lovely Friday..chances are, it's not worse than that day! Anyways, my wonderful parents and Keith helped us move on Saturday. We had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Uhaul&lt;/span&gt; and got everything out of Bart's house and our storage unit within 3 or 4 hours...then we unloaded it. Fun fun. I was/am very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; for Keith helping us out. He gladly took anything that was heavy...awesome hired help! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We amazingly had most of everything unpacked by Sunday. A few boxes here and there. Now, a week later, we're almost 99% unpacked. Still have those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pesty&lt;/span&gt; boxes full of junk that we're trying to figure out where to put. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On with the photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265774042034684754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPJl4rzQ1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/eAY6HFBx5EY/s320/fall+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you walk in, the stairs are in front of you and off to the right is the kitchen, dinning room, laundry and living rooms. Here is the messy kitchen. Came to find out that we don't have a pantry. The unit that they showed us sure did....but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;what're&lt;/span&gt; you gonna do. It took some figuring out, but I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; I have the kitchen how I like it....for now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265774051534880338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPJmcE0vlI/AAAAAAAAAMc/zzizSVw0-io/s320/fall+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The view from the front door. All that mess is no longer there. You can now see straight into the living room without having to look through boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265774060608949426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPJm94QDLI/AAAAAAAAAMk/mILZsTlozhM/s320/fall+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;laundry&lt;/span&gt; closet. It's in the dining room area. I thought it'd be loud when watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;, but they're pretty quiet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265774064071742482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPJnKx2FBI/AAAAAAAAAM0/F4fETpIfBY4/s320/fall+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The corner with all the photos. Gus is planning on moving some of that around because it's too cluttered for him with how it is. Those doors off to the left of the pic is the laundry room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265774057996841682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPJm0JectI/AAAAAAAAAMs/gSga4Y-Cpy8/s320/fall+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The super messy couch. The "backyard" is out past those blinds. I couldn't take a pic of it because it was 10pm when I took these. There's a storage closet outside, a big concrete slab (maybe 8x5?) with room around it to plant flowers and whatnot. It's all fenced in with a nice fence that's about 6' high.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265776545103609778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPL3lV7_7I/AAAAAAAAAM8/7rwEwSlk5Ng/s320/fall+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going upstairs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265776544678410946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPL3jwj-sI/AAAAAAAAANE/O-x1xvEk5ag/s320/fall+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Looking downstairs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265776568929704162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPL4-GhWOI/AAAAAAAAANc/RLLSxTUYEqc/s320/fall+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The little area &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;separating&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Luc's&lt;/span&gt; room from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ours&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265776552258865874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPL3__4itI/AAAAAAAAANM/Ai2msly5yA0/s320/fall+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The bathroom (it was bath-time too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265776560229387826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPL4dsNDjI/AAAAAAAAANU/Cm9QqVcadJk/s320/fall+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gus was trying to get Lucas to put his nose up to his. Lucas thought Gus was crazy! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265777622954978482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPM2UpurLI/AAAAAAAAANk/HjTmapE6tb0/s320/fall+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Luc's&lt;/span&gt; room. We've decorated it nicer since this. It was my goal to get his room looking as close to normal as I could get it the first night. He was having a bit of a hard time with the move, but once he got that bed in there, he was happy! He just got that bed from the Great Grandparents at the ocean. He loves it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265777629155961074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPM2rwKKPI/AAAAAAAAANs/GBcZIhECun0/s320/fall+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A better look at his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;pennants&lt;/span&gt;. We have mini ones for all the football teams that we have to get up also. Already have the glow-in-the-dark stars and planets up...though we do need to get more. He loves having those to look at...and it's a cheap night-light!! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265777635004158658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPM3BieksI/AAAAAAAAAN0/1O3mi3FIpCA/s320/fall+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Luc's&lt;/span&gt; closet. You can't tell, but it's huge! We all have walk-in closets. His is big enough to put a crib in (...already pointed that out to Gus!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;)....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265777642000324850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPM3bmfmPI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ld9VWrpHSRg/s320/fall+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our super super messy room. Sadly, it still looks about the same, except for the computer that would be right off to the right where that blue blanket is (why would someone put a cable outlet there!?). Our room is pretty large. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; have enough room for a crib or two where all those boxes are!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265777643968967730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPM3i72tDI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Q-tkHy-Xt4c/s320/fall+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our closet. Nothing exciting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well that's it for pictures for now. I'll take some better ones one of these days. Oh, and we do have a non-attached garage in front of the row of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;townhouses&lt;/span&gt;, and one small parking spot off to the side of the garages...Gus' truck is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;waaaaaaaay&lt;/span&gt; too big for the garage (my tiny car just barely fits!) and is too big for the parking spot, so he gets the street. SO...we have parking for anyone who comes to visit! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;HINT HINT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6152635475382221733-5818803343308321282?l=gelmattson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/feeds/5818803343308321282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152635475382221733&amp;postID=5818803343308321282' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/5818803343308321282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/5818803343308321282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-new-place.html' title='Our new place'/><author><name>Erin, Gus &amp;amp; Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10785142171366876504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTOixH67aI/AAAAAAAAABo/SNOTu7oa2Zk/S220/1424506828_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPJl4rzQ1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/eAY6HFBx5EY/s72-c/fall+075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152635475382221733.post-944826013616163815</id><published>2008-11-06T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:42:08.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaves leaves everywhere!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the pumpkin patch, we stopped along the side of the road to gather some leaves (Lucas loves leaves right now). Here are some cute pictures from that adventure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265766995982273874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPDLwF_zVI/AAAAAAAAALM/h3T7If0zIMU/s320/fall+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This reminds me of the pic I took of him last year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265768253395816370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPEU8Uvz7I/AAAAAAAAAL0/cSPLpTateIg/s320/100_1630.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, I guess it doesn't look much like it, but it's still cute! Back to this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265767003013439714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPDMKSW4OI/AAAAAAAAALU/-GI9uYpF41I/s320/fall+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He had a blast throwing the leaves up in the air. I was wishing we'd had a rake, so we could make a pile of leaves for him to jump into. One day, when we have a house (or somewhere with a yard!) I'll get that on camera :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265767006745066354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPDMYMC-3I/AAAAAAAAALc/5l5Sb47MhHI/s320/fall+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I tried my hardest to get the leaves as they were falling down around him, but the camera wasn't fast enough for that kind of action...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265767009704673554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPDMjNrARI/AAAAAAAAALk/G4yK4qiaTcs/s320/fall+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;devastated&lt;/span&gt; when the wind blew some of the leaves away &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265769866985329730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPFy3ad1EI/AAAAAAAAAL8/0zvTx_uUs5o/s320/fall+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My little tree-hugger. His &lt;em&gt;retired &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hippy&lt;/span&gt; Grandpa would be so happy to see this :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265769874519354850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPFzTet7eI/AAAAAAAAAME/EgTCXqC80vU/s320/fall+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh joy, found the sticks. Nothing screams safety like a 3 year old with big sticks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265769878459909234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPFziKOBHI/AAAAAAAAAMM/vTkaQL9JcK4/s320/fall+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And this is Lucas walking back to the car (with Gus in front) with the sticks. He was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; determined to take those big ole sticks home. It was loads of fun getting him back in the car without his new "friends"!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6152635475382221733-944826013616163815?l=gelmattson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/feeds/944826013616163815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152635475382221733&amp;postID=944826013616163815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/944826013616163815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/944826013616163815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/2008/11/leaves-leaves-everywhere.html' title='Leaves leaves everywhere!'/><author><name>Erin, Gus &amp;amp; Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10785142171366876504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTOixH67aI/AAAAAAAAABo/SNOTu7oa2Zk/S220/1424506828_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SRPDLwF_zVI/AAAAAAAAALM/h3T7If0zIMU/s72-c/fall+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152635475382221733.post-5571441138665284311</id><published>2008-10-28T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T11:06:47.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin patch</title><content type='html'>Hello! I know I haven't been great at keeping this updated often, but hopefully it'll improve after we move into our new home. We found a cute townhouse in Tacoma, off of 48&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and about a block up from South Tacoma Way, and probably half a mile behind the mall. It's probably not the best area, but...where isn't anymore. We move in on Saturday, November 1st....and it's not soon enough! We're all pretty excited. Lucas will for sure have the hardest time adjusting. Uncle Bart's house has always been his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; and he was stoked when we moved in, so this will be interesting. We'll for sure miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cooch&lt;/span&gt;! We'll have to stop by often and see her. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262262473792590258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SQdP1tlGkbI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Mk1GVmyuUNg/s320/Oct+26.08+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Anywho&lt;/span&gt;, onto the pumpkin patch. We took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Luc&lt;/span&gt; last Sunday to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Carpenito&lt;/span&gt; Brothers patch. He didn't seem too excited to get a big pumpkin. Just mostly wanted to walk around and take pics at the pumpkin cut-outs. He had to stick his head threw every hole, and made Gus do the same!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262260594712116114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SQdOIVdZ-5I/AAAAAAAAAKM/56EyBd8sp7k/s320/Oct+26.08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262260617701125938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SQdOJrGabzI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ZV2qKm6OS-I/s320/Oct+26.08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262260610212820754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SQdOJPND9xI/AAAAAAAAAKU/aYrmhvY4d5Y/s320/Oct+26.08+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I love how funky his forced smile is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262260622004539282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SQdOJ7IbT5I/AAAAAAAAAKk/bg8NarqMMY4/s320/Oct+26.08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas really was interested in the corn, and wanted to do the maze, but it was $14 for the small maze and my cheap &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hiney&lt;/span&gt; couldn't do that...so he just got to take a pic next/in the corn :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262262479475459906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SQdP2CwAR0I/AAAAAAAAAK8/vjRTsf4rcA8/s320/Oct+26.08+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Both Gus and Lucas liked this pumpkin because it looked like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pickle&lt;/span&gt;! I was surprised to see so many green pumpkins this year. Usually there's only a hand full, but there were almost as many green as orange!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262262478662299362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SQdP1_uIbuI/AAAAAAAAAK0/xfoyeRKGYuQ/s320/Oct+26.08+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucas did love the different shaped squash. He's holding this one up to his ear like a seashell :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262262489517013682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SQdP2oKGOrI/AAAAAAAAALE/WWtpiKk5Wus/s320/Oct+26.08+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We ended up not taking home any "normal" sized pumpkins, but only the super small orange and white ones, the some funky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;shaped&lt;/span&gt; squash. It was a pretty fun family &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;outing&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6152635475382221733-5571441138665284311?l=gelmattson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/feeds/5571441138665284311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152635475382221733&amp;postID=5571441138665284311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/5571441138665284311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/5571441138665284311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin patch'/><author><name>Erin, Gus &amp;amp; Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10785142171366876504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTOixH67aI/AAAAAAAAABo/SNOTu7oa2Zk/S220/1424506828_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SQdP1tlGkbI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Mk1GVmyuUNg/s72-c/Oct+26.08+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152635475382221733.post-5606320177504866195</id><published>2008-09-17T16:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:21:11.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puyuallup Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; I had started this blog months ago (since it is from the September Fair and all...), but had to exit really fast from it at work so I didn't think it saved (and I never had the time to re-do it). But I was just fiddling around this site and found it! Pretty cool that it saved it! Saves me another hour or so of typing and posting pics!! I did make one boo-boo when I was trying to fix it up; I deleted the big slide pic. Sorry. Will have to re-post it another day since the pic is on my work computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took a Personal Day from work on Thursday so we could go to the fair (Kati, I totally lied to you. I was at Pike Place on Friday, not Thursday....all my days run together, it's hard to keep track..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247148900587882930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SNGeH98fSbI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fRyZKUbgDWg/s320/9.11.08+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  The first ride we went on was the Train. Oh man. Lucas was so excited...even though you can't really tell in the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247148893337845330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SNGeHi78flI/AAAAAAAAAIM/FFGr8SeAcWA/s320/9.11.08+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at some rides. I didn't get any great pics because I was sitting behind them. It dawned on me after we got all situated that I needed to have been in the front in order to get good pics. Oh well, live and learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247148904145841586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SNGeILMxbbI/AAAAAAAAAIc/NyQVhAjq-WY/s320/9.11.08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now, if you've met my child you know he's a little...cautious. So I was very surprised he wanted to go on rides himself..and actually stayed on them! He was so eager to get into that car. A little girl behind him in line tried to cut and he let her have it. There will be no cutting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of this kid, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;missy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247148915980818386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SNGeI3Sc19I/AAAAAAAAAIs/Uccn7Cavajc/s320/9.11.08+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Again, he's having more fun than you can tell from the pictures! He's just a very serious-faced boy sometimes :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247152156409047298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SNGhFe0vqQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/eY0kHEquFm4/s320/9.11.08+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Action shot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247149644396087074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SNGezQ2LxyI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ZvZM4dSF6jg/s320/9.11.08+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Next was the boat ride. I think it's cool that they still have the same rides that they had when I was little. I'll have to find one of John and I on the boat ride and show it to Lucas. See what he says...or if he even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;recognizes&lt;/span&gt; it. Who knows.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247149648895523698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SNGezhm7u3I/AAAAAAAAAI8/1_0T2qO0VL0/s320/9.11.08+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Not quite sure what to think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247149656877772578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SNGez_WDLyI/AAAAAAAAAJE/0kJSnjpz_78/s320/9.11.08+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Still thinking if he wants to get out or not..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247149661688490482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SNGe0RRA6fI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XC1b0WoL7KE/s320/9.11.08+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, I'm going to be alright...and I think I like it!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247149671952239218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SNGe03gFSnI/AAAAAAAAAJU/bwYqYO9ym9Q/s320/9.11.08+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He thought the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;teepee&lt;/span&gt; was pretty cool. Anything that's like a tunnel is alright in his book. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247154261708773570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SNGjABrUGMI/AAAAAAAAAJk/IFzVk7VOzoE/s320/9.11.08+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Next was the big slide (this is the one I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; deleted!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;oopsies&lt;/span&gt;..). He for some reason didn't want any help. Well, he got up to were that girl in the white is off to the right of the pic before he started freaking out. Gus to the rescue. He actually went farther than I thought it would, but still the screaming that came out of him...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247154271432981394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SNGjAl5vu5I/AAAAAAAAAJs/qB4VAAGtmII/s320/9.11.08+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They had this cool metal...thing..there that the kids took little sticks and played "music" on it. Pretty entertaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247154276910255154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SNGjA6ToTDI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5nQpkUnIR64/s320/9.11.08+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucas really wanted to go on the motorcycle ride...and maybe would have done it if he would have gotten a bike that wasn't in the air higher than everyone else. Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247154280163734690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SNGjBGbUdKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Lyf2szAw0w8/s320/9.11.08+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He looks cool in this pic, but about 1.3 seconds later, he was screaming his little head off. That's my big boy!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's more Fair pics, but this is way long enough for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6152635475382221733-5606320177504866195?l=gelmattson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/feeds/5606320177504866195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152635475382221733&amp;postID=5606320177504866195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/5606320177504866195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/5606320177504866195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/2008/09/puyuallup-fair.html' title='Puyuallup Fair'/><author><name>Erin, Gus &amp;amp; Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10785142171366876504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTOixH67aI/AAAAAAAAABo/SNOTu7oa2Zk/S220/1424506828_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SNGeH98fSbI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fRyZKUbgDWg/s72-c/9.11.08+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152635475382221733.post-9158536325724393873</id><published>2008-09-17T16:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T17:12:22.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucas' work of art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Luc's been all about painting lately, since Grandma In Tacoma (yes, that's her name haha...Janeen is Grandma at the Ocean/Beach) and Gus has been painting their house. Grandma got him some kiddie paints, she already had the eisle, and just let him go to work. I hear he loves painting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247146923688128626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SNGcU5a28HI/AAAAAAAAAH8/CMXP_ghVBX0/s320/09-17-08_1509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247146926274547042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SNGcVDDgjWI/AAAAAAAAAIE/OLAY7gtW4gA/s320/09-17-08_1510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's a close up of the art. I guess he was asking Grandma what colors she likes, and then would add it to the picture. Gus asked him who the painting is for, and apparently it isn't for Gus, Grandma, or me. Some lucky person will get to have this on their fridge, and I'll let you know when Luc informs us! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6152635475382221733-9158536325724393873?l=gelmattson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/feeds/9158536325724393873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152635475382221733&amp;postID=9158536325724393873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/9158536325724393873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/9158536325724393873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/2008/09/lucas-work-of-art.html' title='Lucas&apos; work of art'/><author><name>Erin, Gus &amp;amp; Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10785142171366876504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTOixH67aI/AAAAAAAAABo/SNOTu7oa2Zk/S220/1424506828_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SNGcU5a28HI/AAAAAAAAAH8/CMXP_ghVBX0/s72-c/09-17-08_1509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152635475382221733.post-7286128988886907154</id><published>2008-09-04T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T18:13:02.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>John Deere-ing it</title><content type='html'>Grandma Janeen and Grandpa Willy got Luc a little John Deere tractor last year that he can drive. He's finally gotten a hang of steering it too...hardly runs into the bushes or cars anymore! :) &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242338044268047746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMCGrRkc7YI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jnNr9z2xJXs/s320/100_0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucas actually let his cousin Kai (with Daddy Travis) use his tractor. But believe me, there were plenty of fights over that thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242338048590829218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMCGrhrFVqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/A9LR00En0Ws/s320/August+2008+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kai was hauling around Lucas in the trailer part. It was pretty cute. Kai kept trying to go over the edge though, into the sticker bushes....he hasn't quite mastered his steering yet... haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242338052750340898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMCGrxKycyI/AAAAAAAAAH0/2rQeDLQph7E/s320/August+2008+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kai was supposed to be delivering Luc to me because Luc had stinky pants, but it was more fun to drive him around. They're so cute together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6152635475382221733-7286128988886907154?l=gelmattson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/feeds/7286128988886907154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152635475382221733&amp;postID=7286128988886907154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/7286128988886907154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/7286128988886907154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/2008/09/john-deere-ing-it.html' title='John Deere-ing it'/><author><name>Erin, Gus &amp;amp; Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10785142171366876504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTOixH67aI/AAAAAAAAABo/SNOTu7oa2Zk/S220/1424506828_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMCGrRkc7YI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jnNr9z2xJXs/s72-c/100_0062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152635475382221733.post-8019545834321237566</id><published>2008-09-04T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T18:07:20.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kite Festival, Day 4</title><content type='html'>This was the Kid Day at the Kite Festival. The kiddies fly their kites with Grandparents and get pins, and also they have this Teddy Bear drop where they have teddy bears parachute and 15 lucky kids get to catch the bears and keep them...Kai nor Luc got their names called. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242334187325662226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMCDKxVupBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/2DB39mU6N9E/s320/100_0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so nice to actually have a nice day. Luc loved the big kites, like the black cat behind us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242334191915009858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMCDLCb6h0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/fUxNsIfhntI/s320/August+2008+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luc's Cars kite flying with the other kites...that kite only flew for about 5 minutes, and then we couldn't get it back up. I'm thinking the tail was too long...it was like 10 feet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242334202306929618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMCDLpJio9I/AAAAAAAAAGs/j6Ki01ZCnGU/s320/August+2008+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luc and Grandma Janeen flying (or trying to) some kites. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242334207831726226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMCDL9uwWJI/AAAAAAAAAG0/5mwLvh9eQuA/s320/August+2008+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only kite we could really get to fly well was one he made at the Kite Museum...and when I said Luc made it, I mean Gus..and when I say Gus, I mean I helped too... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242334186314879442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMCDKtkvUdI/AAAAAAAAAGU/DikRxiSYSa4/s320/100_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He was SO proud of himself for flying the kite!! I was pretty surprised he liked it so well considering it's something that you pretty much just stand around and do, and since that kid is &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242335377537341138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMCEQDOTltI/AAAAAAAAAHM/FscqV9A7Gz0/s320/August+2008+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I love how Luc "sits". If there's a wall or something to lean against, he does this. I don't know where he picked up this from, since we don't do it, but he sure does like it. He also does this cute little squat thing instead of sitting on the floor (I'll find a pic of him doing that and post it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242335384153570962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMCEQb3vPpI/AAAAAAAAAHU/-UoUXIbNAXU/s320/August+2008+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had some pretty cute kites. I liked the legs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242335392244766194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMCEQ6A1FfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ekvTwTZcVcQ/s320/August+2008+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's an Obama kite. Couldn't go down to the Kite Festival without running into this stuff. I was surprised they didn't have any McCain kites flying! haha&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/6152635475382221733-8019545834321237566?l=gelmattson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/feeds/8019545834321237566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152635475382221733&amp;postID=8019545834321237566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/8019545834321237566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/8019545834321237566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/2008/09/kite-festival-day-4.html' title='Kite Festival, Day 4'/><author><name>Erin, Gus &amp;amp; Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10785142171366876504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTOixH67aI/AAAAAAAAABo/SNOTu7oa2Zk/S220/1424506828_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMCDKxVupBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/2DB39mU6N9E/s72-c/100_0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152635475382221733.post-1641825090045209842</id><published>2008-09-04T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:46:33.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Grandpa's Bday Supper</title><content type='html'>We went to Chinese for Great Grandpa Zubal's 82nd birthday supper. The restuarant was packed. It was one of the "nice" days of the week...like 20 inches of rain fell! :) &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242331340427392642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMCAlD0SdoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/5wJzc32nsuM/s320/100_0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Janeen and Willy, with G. Grandpa and G. Grandma in the background.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242331344665977986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMCAlTm2JII/AAAAAAAAAF8/2hu761ctUOQ/s320/100_0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It looks like Luc is in some serious trouble, but I think Gus was just asking him what he wanted for supper. One serious discussion...!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242331354246514498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMCAl3TBh0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/hf9dV8M2f98/s320/100_0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So we apparently didn't actually get a good pic of the birthday boy! haha Of the faces you can actually see, it's Kai, Kara, Travis and Carol (Kara's mom). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6152635475382221733-1641825090045209842?l=gelmattson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/feeds/1641825090045209842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152635475382221733&amp;postID=1641825090045209842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/1641825090045209842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/1641825090045209842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/2008/09/great-grandpas-bday-supper.html' title='Great Grandpa&apos;s Bday Supper'/><author><name>Erin, Gus &amp;amp; Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10785142171366876504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTOixH67aI/AAAAAAAAABo/SNOTu7oa2Zk/S220/1424506828_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMCAlD0SdoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/5wJzc32nsuM/s72-c/100_0063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152635475382221733.post-6249441819872123256</id><published>2008-09-04T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:50:23.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kite Festival, Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I finally have a little extra bit of free time to finally post the vacation pics from 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; weeks ago (seems like an eternity now). I still don't have a lot of the Kite Festival pics as they were taken with Janeen's camera, but I'll get them sometime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242327561027795346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMB9JEdNOZI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ShPgHABVzcI/s320/100_0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucas loved these photo-op things. Every day we went down to the festival, he had to do these, twice. I don't know why I only have one copy (I should have at least 9) since we all had to take turns with him...they must be on Janeen's camera too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242327568352811906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMB9JfvoG4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/ScDWRTs0vts/s320/August+2008+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was taken on Wednesday, the 3rd day of the Kite Festival (first day we ventured down there). Usually there should be about a hundred kites in the air, not just like 10. The weather sucked. Out of the 7 days the festival was going on, only 2 were sunny. This was taken about 10 minutes before the monsoon hit. We (Janeen, Lucas and I) were walking on the mile long boardwalk, and were halfway down when it hit. Thankfully &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Luc&lt;/span&gt; was wearing a new waterproof jacket (and it actually worked!!!) and Janeen packed us some ponchos. We finished walking the boardwalk, but still had to walk back to the car in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242332594253880914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMCBuCr0XlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9g3ZiEkXrDc/s320/August+2008+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lucas was loving it (the little weirdo likes to catch the raindrops on his tongue like snowflakes...) until I forced him to wear my poncho (I was worried his raincoat wasn't working enough...and I'm such a downer {I can hear you agreeing with me, Kyle!}). You would think that child thought I was killing him. I also felt like ripping off both the poncho and raincoat and make him walk like that, but my maturity level returned and just ignored the screaming and kicking...&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I'm mean enough to take a picture of my kid crying because he was just so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6152635475382221733-6249441819872123256?l=gelmattson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/feeds/6249441819872123256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152635475382221733&amp;postID=6249441819872123256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/6249441819872123256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/6249441819872123256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/2008/09/kite-festival-day-1.html' title='Kite Festival, Day 1'/><author><name>Erin, Gus &amp;amp; Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10785142171366876504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTOixH67aI/AAAAAAAAABo/SNOTu7oa2Zk/S220/1424506828_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMB9JEdNOZI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ShPgHABVzcI/s72-c/100_0072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152635475382221733.post-6747672872506979307</id><published>2008-09-04T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T11:05:12.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luc's Work Days..part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I forgot to post the pics of the aftermath of his visit. He had a lot of fun with my clips, paper clips, stampers, highlighters (only highlighted one important paper, other than that he stayed on the paper mat under my keyboard), and whatever else that wasn't glued down :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242198247599256546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMAHiCZUM-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/w2rFDim6CX0/s320/August+2008+016.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess I didn't take a picture of the drawer that's open off to the right in the pic above. I have this drawer organizer and he filled every little compartment in it with paperclips. It was fun to go threw yesterday and re-organize all the big and little paperclips from each other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6152635475382221733-6747672872506979307?l=gelmattson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/feeds/6747672872506979307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152635475382221733&amp;postID=6747672872506979307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/6747672872506979307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/6747672872506979307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/2008/09/lucs-work-dayspart-2.html' title='Luc&apos;s Work Days..part 2'/><author><name>Erin, Gus &amp;amp; Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10785142171366876504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTOixH67aI/AAAAAAAAABo/SNOTu7oa2Zk/S220/1424506828_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SMAHiCZUM-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/w2rFDim6CX0/s72-c/August+2008+016.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152635475382221733.post-7663581803065375180</id><published>2008-09-03T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T16:39:17.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luc's Work Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I took Lucas to work with me on Friday, August 29th. Melanie (Boss) and I were having our own Bring Your Kid To Work day; she brought her daughter, Maya, who's 10. Luc and Maya have a lot of fun together, so it makes it really easy to bring him with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried to take a couple pics to post, but he wasn't cooperating very well. Here's what I have....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241941735539193906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SL8ePEgbuDI/AAAAAAAAAE0/fC7sgK6jJJ8/s320/August+2008+002.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This would have been somewhat cute if he wasn't such a turd! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241941742307870994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SL8ePduNiRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Qj5uyEt0gQc/s320/August+2008+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Same thing for this one....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241941746083648114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SL8ePrybUnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/AitJ8Qktt2k/s320/August+2008+005.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That was the closest I could get haha. We're also wearing our Seahawk jerseries (AND my super cool Seahawk earrings!). We had to be all dressed up for the game that night! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(stay tuned for pics from the game...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6152635475382221733-7663581803065375180?l=gelmattson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/feeds/7663581803065375180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152635475382221733&amp;postID=7663581803065375180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/7663581803065375180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/7663581803065375180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/2008/09/lucs-work-days.html' title='Luc&apos;s Work Days'/><author><name>Erin, Gus &amp;amp; Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10785142171366876504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTOixH67aI/AAAAAAAAABo/SNOTu7oa2Zk/S220/1424506828_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SL8ePEgbuDI/AAAAAAAAAE0/fC7sgK6jJJ8/s72-c/August+2008+002.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152635475382221733.post-1337604392104334637</id><published>2008-08-19T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T15:58:37.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd trip to Astoria</title><content type='html'>On Monday we all (Grandma, Grandpa, Gus, Luc and myself..no Great Grandparents) went back over the bridge to Astoria. We did the Costco / Fred Myer run &lt;em&gt;again, &lt;/em&gt;and also hit up the new Home Depot down there (big news!). Before we stopped at all the stores, we went on a trolley ride around Astoria (only a $1!). When we went over to see the Tall Ships a month or so ago, Lucas saw the trolley and has been dying to ride it since. So we finally made it back over...and he loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236364707295620466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKtN9TS_bXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/eNqlpeDUCVg/s320/100_2544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've never seen him so quiet with anything. He was studying everything going by. The only time he talked was when he saw a big ship or when we stopped to let someone on, he'd ask "we no done?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236364702856022930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKtN9Cwgi5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/yqLXQW3gemc/s320/100_2545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't get the camera on in time, but Gus and Luc both had the same look on their face that Luc has in this pic. It was pretty cute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236364712345134338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKtN9mG45QI/AAAAAAAAAEk/fUjUMUQf6Rg/s320/100_2546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The trolley went right over the water. The engineers kept talking about how long it was (the track was built in 1889 and the trolley was built in 1913) so it was really comforting to hear when we were 30 feet above water. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236364715719628866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKtN9yrbmEI/AAAAAAAAAEs/OZnNepivqcg/s320/100_2548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I think the next time we're in Astoria (probably tomorrow with how this weather is..) we'll go on the trolley again. Cheap and interesting entertainment that everyone enjoyed :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6152635475382221733-1337604392104334637?l=gelmattson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/feeds/1337604392104334637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152635475382221733&amp;postID=1337604392104334637' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/1337604392104334637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/1337604392104334637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/2008/08/2nd-trip-to-astoria.html' title='2nd trip to Astoria'/><author><name>Erin, Gus &amp;amp; Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10785142171366876504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTOixH67aI/AAAAAAAAABo/SNOTu7oa2Zk/S220/1424506828_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKtN9TS_bXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/eNqlpeDUCVg/s72-c/100_2544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152635475382221733.post-6586157880283715746</id><published>2008-08-19T15:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T15:42:15.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st trip to Astoria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I only have one picture for the trip to Astoria, but it's well worth it :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236362007437405986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKtLgJiobyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/9c4DTMi6gGw/s320/08.16.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Janeen, Lucas, the Great Grandparents and myself went to Astoria on Saturday for the usual Costco / Fred Myers run. It was a long day of walking and chasing around Lucas (who was being just an angel....). I guess they were both pretty exhausted after the day was done. I didn't get Great Grandma in the shot (she was on the other side of Luc), but I'm pretty sure she was sleeping too. I know Grandpa did nod off a few times while driving also :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6152635475382221733-6586157880283715746?l=gelmattson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/feeds/6586157880283715746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152635475382221733&amp;postID=6586157880283715746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/6586157880283715746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/6586157880283715746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/2008/08/1st-trip-to-astoria.html' title='1st trip to Astoria'/><author><name>Erin, Gus &amp;amp; Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10785142171366876504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTOixH67aI/AAAAAAAAABo/SNOTu7oa2Zk/S220/1424506828_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKtLgJiobyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/9c4DTMi6gGw/s72-c/08.16.08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152635475382221733.post-2043161463660192330</id><published>2008-08-19T15:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T15:38:01.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long ride to the ocean</title><content type='html'>I got the pleasure of driving from work in Seattle all the way down to Long Beach / Ocean Park all by my lonesomes on Friday. ...but I did enjoy it some since I was stuck in some horrible traffic (that wouldn't have been any fun with a 3 year old..or Gus for that matter! hehe) The trip should have only taken about 3 or 4 hours, took close to 6. So to entertain myself, I took many pictures with the phone, and sang my little heart out to my ipod. It was great to sing at the top of my lungs with Gus or Luc complaining...but I did have to stop a few times because I was annoying myself! Not an easy task to do, but that just shows what an amazing singer I am! :) &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236358697849344658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKtIfgXWUpI/AAAAAAAAADk/gAlWvSJ1JuY/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was about hour 5. I was getting a little bored. Like the Elvis lip? haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236358710020859282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKtIgNtQ5ZI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6igUBCJawa4/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236358704480700898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKtIf5EYyeI/AAAAAAAAADs/b5V7TjHgH-E/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are basically the same picture...I just couldn't decide if I like the sun more to the left, or to the right. (like I said, I was getting pretty bored...). And, I did stop the car to take these pictures. I was hoping the tide would be in so the water would be all the way up to the tree line, but I never seem to time this drive correctly. It's so beautiful (even more) when the tide's in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236358715451842114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKtIgh8HHkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7r_QHmdt_hM/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was trying to get some good views. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236358712435489522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKtIgWs9OvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/OFrJBpZrhjY/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;There are some parts of the drive that remind me of Kansas. This was the only one I got a picture of. I tried to get some others that really look like KS, but I was either driving too fast to get the camera going or just didn't think about taking a pic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6152635475382221733-2043161463660192330?l=gelmattson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/feeds/2043161463660192330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152635475382221733&amp;postID=2043161463660192330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/2043161463660192330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/2043161463660192330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/2008/08/long-ride-to-ocean.html' title='Long ride to the ocean'/><author><name>Erin, Gus &amp;amp; Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10785142171366876504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTOixH67aI/AAAAAAAAABo/SNOTu7oa2Zk/S220/1424506828_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKtIfgXWUpI/AAAAAAAAADk/gAlWvSJ1JuY/s72-c/Image016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152635475382221733.post-1991114285708842449</id><published>2008-08-15T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T08:30:05.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I didn't include the Chad in the last blog. I am so sorry! :) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234766817332037938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKWgr3UUCTI/AAAAAAAAADc/X-uoG-u9f-M/s320/July+2008+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one of him chasing the kiddies around with the bubble blower. Everyone got a soap bath that day! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6152635475382221733-1991114285708842449?l=gelmattson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/feeds/1991114285708842449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152635475382221733&amp;postID=1991114285708842449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/1991114285708842449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/1991114285708842449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/2008/08/whatever.html' title='Whatever'/><author><name>Erin, Gus &amp;amp; Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10785142171366876504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTOixH67aI/AAAAAAAAABo/SNOTu7oa2Zk/S220/1424506828_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKWgr3UUCTI/AAAAAAAAADc/X-uoG-u9f-M/s72-c/July+2008+116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152635475382221733.post-3492287667711963267</id><published>2008-08-14T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T17:58:14.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Zubal Reunion</title><content type='html'>All the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zubals&lt;/span&gt; of the world (alright, maybe not all, but enough) met on July 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; for our 1st Annual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zubal&lt;/span&gt; Reunion. We got together at a huge state park in Everett..or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Marysville&lt;/span&gt; (it's all that far north). For those who don't know, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Zubal&lt;/span&gt; side of the family comes from Gus' mom, Janeen. Kara and Kathy put everything together. It was pretty fun. The kids had a blast. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234536820029885458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTPgQmVjBI/AAAAAAAAACE/D3KPj7DvjvQ/s320/July+2008+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sarah and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Luc&lt;/span&gt; had fun with the "wind socks" (I can't think what they're really called) for awhile. I didn't get a pic of it, but Abby was pretty cute playing with the them. The sticks are too big for her, so she sat down on the top of the hill and played that way. Smart cookie!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234538447310542386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTQ--sR1jI/AAAAAAAAACM/Un_AzU7mGeI/s320/July+2008+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Abby is so cute! She loved Kai's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;doggie&lt;/span&gt; chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234538455542264066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTQ_dW38QI/AAAAAAAAACU/nhuhytotTb4/s320/July+2008+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The kids (mostly the girls) had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;potato&lt;/span&gt; sack race. They all were pretty good at it! I was surprised there weren't any tumbles...I know I would have been flat on my face if I did it! Sarah, Freddie, and Julia had the first race.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234538461757799890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTQ_0gxfdI/AAAAAAAAACk/vI-FzrnEG_4/s320/July+2008+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Emily and Anna had the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; race. Lucas was supposed to be in this one, but he was too chicken to go up against his girl cousins :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234538468385798738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTRANNAulI/AAAAAAAAACs/rPtozj7q-wE/s320/July+2008+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kai just had his own race with the truck! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234540587694123010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTS7kPfaAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/KY4mkhwozao/s320/July+2008+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Luc&lt;/span&gt; and Emmy had fun yelling at each other through the Shout &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;thingys&lt;/span&gt;. They played that game for a good, long while!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234540599883993250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTS8RpyEKI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oVS0fqSe8QY/s320/July+2008+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kara had a game of "Stick the sticker on the Clown". All the kids were pretty good at it, but Emmy took it to another level! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; She stuck her nose on the clown nose! She won for being the most creative!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234540604722243266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTS8jrT5sI/AAAAAAAAADE/5ety_BjO4jU/s320/July+2008+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had a turtle pinata to break open. Now with this group, you would think it would only take seconds for the thing to get busted. I stopped counting how many kids hit that thing before it broke. It was made with some strong industrial &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt; glue!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234540616194889730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTS9OammAI/AAAAAAAAADM/AsHRyC_ZoFA/s320/July+2008+145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And all Abby wanted was the head. Interesting.... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234540619546780354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTS9a5wYsI/AAAAAAAAADU/5brSbDd1hbU/s320/July+2008+148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abby was giving Great Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Zubal&lt;/span&gt; some big loves. Poor Grandma's face was nice and sticky afterwards though!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have tons more pics of the reunion, but there's just too many for this. If anyone wants any, just let me know and I'll email them to you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6152635475382221733-3492287667711963267?l=gelmattson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/feeds/3492287667711963267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152635475382221733&amp;postID=3492287667711963267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/3492287667711963267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/3492287667711963267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/2008/08/zubal-reunion.html' title='A Zubal Reunion'/><author><name>Erin, Gus &amp;amp; Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10785142171366876504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTOixH67aI/AAAAAAAAABo/SNOTu7oa2Zk/S220/1424506828_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTPgQmVjBI/AAAAAAAAACE/D3KPj7DvjvQ/s72-c/July+2008+100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152635475382221733.post-594667775673679078</id><published>2008-08-13T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T08:39:39.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Killin' time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I had to be at work at 7am to let in some painters...it's 8:30 now, and they're still not here. To top it all off, I've called their office and it doesn't open until 9am. I love my work sometimes haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I really wanted to start off the first couple blogs with older pics of our little family and go from there (like our "wedding") but that means I have to scan pics and that could take awhile before I actually do it :) Just being honest..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we're in the process of finding another place. Where we're currently living isn't working out. I found this duplex in Parkland (going home folks!) for only $895. The Landlord sounds super nice and we "connected" haha. She's a new Grandma, her daughter had a little girl 7 weeks ago, so she's really liking that we want to live closer to my parents since her daughter is in Seattle. She feels my parent's pain :) Hopefully next week we'll see the place. The renters are on vaca right before they move out (who does that??). The house is actually like .2 miles from my parents house. If you know Parkland, theres that road across from Keithley and Washington's fields (Garfield) and there's this half of a street (no idea what it's called)..well the house is right off that road. Super close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose I should get back to looking busy at work. Blah. Here's the latest pic I have of Luc and me. It took me a long time to catch him for this one. The little guy is fast! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKMAE4-ZRQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ks5yVODu0Vc/s1600-h/l_e502df8fffec6a7eb1dac2885b6df889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234027275948213506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKMAE4-ZRQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ks5yVODu0Vc/s320/l_e502df8fffec6a7eb1dac2885b6df889.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6152635475382221733-594667775673679078?l=gelmattson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/feeds/594667775673679078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152635475382221733&amp;postID=594667775673679078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/594667775673679078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/594667775673679078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/2008/08/killin-time.html' title='Killin&apos; time'/><author><name>Erin, Gus &amp;amp; Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10785142171366876504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTOixH67aI/AAAAAAAAABo/SNOTu7oa2Zk/S220/1424506828_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKMAE4-ZRQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ks5yVODu0Vc/s72-c/l_e502df8fffec6a7eb1dac2885b6df889.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152635475382221733.post-3337970894669027317</id><published>2008-08-08T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T10:29:30.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first try!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ok, so now that I have time to breathe at work, I can start wasting my time doing Blogs! :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to keep this one short and just mess around with adding pics and whatnots.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SJyCGf10HrI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PTV295-SHIM/s1600-h/l_0f471e56bcd463a3defc56a68e0fa316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232199915235712690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SJyCGf10HrI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PTV295-SHIM/s320/l_0f471e56bcd463a3defc56a68e0fa316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's one of the fam down at Ocean Park in Nov. I think that's the last family pic we've done...I'd say we're a little over due!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/6152635475382221733-3337970894669027317?l=gelmattson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/feeds/3337970894669027317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152635475382221733&amp;postID=3337970894669027317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/3337970894669027317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152635475382221733/posts/default/3337970894669027317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gelmattson.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-first-try.html' title='My first try!'/><author><name>Erin, Gus &amp;amp; Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10785142171366876504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SKTOixH67aI/AAAAAAAAABo/SNOTu7oa2Zk/S220/1424506828_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogM2d6emnFo/SJyCGf10HrI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PTV295-SHIM/s72-c/l_0f471e56bcd463a3defc56a68e0fa316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
