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Or use it, at least.  We don't make our own hay here, but luckily it is easy to procure. In a few more weeks, the trees down the hill will be a brilliant yellow-orange. Here in Tennessee, this is what mid-October looks like. 



It's getting chilly and maybe frosty, but the tomatoes are still producing and the kids are loving the beginnings of fall! You can see from the attire that Halloween &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/EFPchlrisWc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/1668460682338468388/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2011/10/we-got-hay.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/1668460682338468388?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/1668460682338468388?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/EFPchlrisWc/we-got-hay.html" title="Make hay while the sun shines" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1aZxxF7NUos/TqTdDsy7hKI/AAAAAAAABpg/hDuoJLlnIDA/s72-c/on+hay.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2011/10/we-got-hay.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkECQnk4fip7ImA9WhZXE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-2892012009752187210</id><published>2011-05-02T13:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T13:24:23.736-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-02T13:24:23.736-05:00</app:edited><title>Life with a 3-year-old</title><summary type="html">

Flowers for Mommy




Planting things outside



Practicing "nap" skills



Hauling big brother



Hmmm...does gramma see me?




Oh Buzz, no one understands like you.



Daddy's girl: happy



Daddy's girl: unhappy


&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/-DuwqOiR958" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/2892012009752187210/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2011/05/life-with-3-year-old.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/2892012009752187210?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/2892012009752187210?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/-DuwqOiR958/life-with-3-year-old.html" title="Life with a 3-year-old" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SAXmyypnUbA/Tb71Xs8ibQI/AAAAAAAABkM/L8Lb8rR-4_I/s72-c/flowers+for+mommy.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2011/05/life-with-3-year-old.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkEAQnY4eSp7ImA9Wx9aFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-5947154178295615203</id><published>2011-03-08T19:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T19:37:23.831-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-08T19:37:23.831-06:00</app:edited><title>Spring is creeping slowly</title><summary type="html">

Looks rather like Christopher Robin, eh?
Tucker plants peas in the "Tucker and Maya's Bit of Earth" I sectioned off for them. They can dig, grow, week, plant, stand, jump, lick and basically have carte blanche to enjoy the dirt without mommy hovering or gasping about young seedlings.


Maya Bakes
Maya (and Tucker) really enjoys her cupcake set that was a three-year-old birthday present from &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/8DRRqm5TTi0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/5947154178295615203/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-is-creeping-slowly.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/5947154178295615203?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/5947154178295615203?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/8DRRqm5TTi0/spring-is-creeping-slowly.html" title="Spring is creeping slowly" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ecBBCK2jtD4/TXbPHcxlj2I/AAAAAAAABjM/crcaQHnj8rM/s72-c/planting.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-is-creeping-slowly.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4NQnY7cCp7ImA9Wx9bEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-5051149913100967580</id><published>2011-02-19T14:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T06:29:53.808-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-20T06:29:53.808-06:00</app:edited><title>Maya Turns Three</title><summary type="html">


Sparkler candle inspires awe


Maya with Daddy and Mommy.



Maya adores her friend Savanna.



How much fun is this? I love kids' parties!



High Tea served up by Miss Brooke.



Samson the Cat loved all the love and attention from McCarthy and Jonathan.



Alexandria and Savanna




Cheese towers: build 'em and then eat 'em.
Tucker and Franklin Beck got their nosh on right away.



Hannah &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/xVpGczoP5nw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/5051149913100967580/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2011/02/maya-turns-three.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/5051149913100967580?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/5051149913100967580?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/xVpGczoP5nw/maya-turns-three.html" title="Maya Turns Three" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O6BYJWqFZ8w/TWAc8E4X2-I/AAAAAAAABhA/j1RVSrmLHGM/s72-c/cake.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2011/02/maya-turns-three.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4MSHszeSp7ImA9Wx9UFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-2114853099443813364</id><published>2011-02-13T17:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T17:49:49.581-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-13T17:49:49.581-06:00</app:edited><title>Winter 2011</title><summary type="html">

in the "house"


 boy and his dog making tracks



"cleaning up" after making deviled eggs




water play in winter



Conducting? or about to smite?
&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/BbtCtS3-pUI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/2114853099443813364/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2011/02/winter-2011.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/2114853099443813364?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/2114853099443813364?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/BbtCtS3-pUI/winter-2011.html" title="Winter 2011" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Y854sB9aBw/TVhf5AHkCVI/AAAAAAAABgo/HX9_ITVoa_4/s72-c/playing+house.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2011/02/winter-2011.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IHQHc9cSp7ImA9WxFaEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-3013022944243459070</id><published>2010-07-13T20:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T20:38:51.969-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-13T20:38:51.969-05:00</app:edited><title>Balloons are Magic</title><summary type="html">Why pay for helium?  Tack balloons up with thumbtacks, then take them down and enjoy the fun for TWO weeks!!  We still have balloons around and the "balloon corner" is still fun for the whole family.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/KOh0LSYJMvg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/3013022944243459070/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2010/07/balloons-are-magic.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/3013022944243459070?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/3013022944243459070?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/KOh0LSYJMvg/balloons-are-magic.html" title="Balloons are Magic" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kOBtDMKC4Fc/TD0UfmjLy6I/AAAAAAAABWo/vGnjbRE_W_g/s72-c/balloons.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2010/07/balloons-are-magic.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QDQ3s4fSp7ImA9WxFbEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-4820194773563964950</id><published>2010-07-04T12:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T12:42:52.535-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-04T12:42:52.535-05:00</app:edited><title>God Bless America, Y'all</title><summary type="html">
&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/1nvHm-P3kmc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/4820194773563964950/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2010/07/god-bless-america-yall.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/4820194773563964950?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/4820194773563964950?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/1nvHm-P3kmc/god-bless-america-yall.html" title="God Bless America, Y'all" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kOBtDMKC4Fc/TDDH5KorzqI/AAAAAAAABWY/65peh0y-4ek/s72-c/Independence+Day.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2010/07/god-bless-america-yall.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cMSH49eip7ImA9WxFUF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-4760329448976465155</id><published>2010-06-28T07:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T07:44:49.062-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-28T07:44:49.062-05:00</app:edited><title>Tucker Turns Four</title><summary type="html">
Thoughtful, clever, deep, tenacious, caring, imaginative, focused.....this is Tucker Wayne at four.  He is the kind of kid who almost always clears his plate without being asked and declares proudly, "I am a good helper!"
Some of the neat pet rocks made by one of Tucker's friends at his party.
Life is not without conflict, but both he and his sister are quick to "try again," prefaced by an &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/Efp8Df9f0QI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/4760329448976465155/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2010/06/tucker-turns-four.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/4760329448976465155?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/4760329448976465155?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/Efp8Df9f0QI/tucker-turns-four.html" title="Tucker Turns Four" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kOBtDMKC4Fc/TCZa-bU_lzI/AAAAAAAABUA/Nzb6uSTGhug/s72-c/t+with+candle.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2010/06/tucker-turns-four.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEBR3w-fSp7ImA9WxFVEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-6180196926716202586</id><published>2010-06-08T07:28:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T07:37:36.255-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-08T07:37:36.255-05:00</app:edited><title>Getting out to see how the world looks in the Spring</title><summary type="html">Smoothies on the porch is a warm weather staple.
Life is very, very different with toddlers instead of having an infant around.  I have to say that babies are terrific and all, but I absolutely love this age both for its increased independence and its boundless curiosity and joy.  Really, I treasure little things, like being able to take tree clippings to the compost while the kids hunt for ants &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/nQ3RezgcMxk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/6180196926716202586/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2010/06/springeaster.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/6180196926716202586?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/6180196926716202586?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/nQ3RezgcMxk/springeaster.html" title="Getting out to see how the world looks in the Spring" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kOBtDMKC4Fc/S9i3jXbUIzI/AAAAAAAABO4/g65GutrW88M/s72-c/spring+smoothies.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2010/06/springeaster.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MGR3Y6fyp7ImA9WxFTEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-2778231037906451366</id><published>2010-03-26T07:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T13:17:06.817-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-31T13:17:06.817-05:00</app:edited><title>Maya at Two: Enthusiastic Charmer</title><summary type="html"> Maya Lynden, 2, standing on the spot where she was born.  We still talk of painting an "X" there.At two, Maya is truly a delight.  She embraces life with joy and energy and her ability to empathize with others is boundless.  She giggles easily and is always full of snuggles and hugs and kisses for her family.  She also is quick to comfort anyone who seems to be upset around her; she notices when&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/FuVA-vEUsO0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/2778231037906451366/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2010/03/maya-at-two-enthusiastic-charmer.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/2778231037906451366?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/2778231037906451366?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/FuVA-vEUsO0/maya-at-two-enthusiastic-charmer.html" title="Maya at Two: Enthusiastic Charmer" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kOBtDMKC4Fc/S45iQB37BHI/AAAAAAAABLM/26Lry6OkSWU/s72-c/maya+posing.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2010/03/maya-at-two-enthusiastic-charmer.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMCSHg4cCp7ImA9WxBQFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-781832318315355215</id><published>2010-01-07T07:02:00.027-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T14:47:49.638-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-15T14:47:49.638-06:00</app:edited><title>And God Bless Us, Every One</title><summary type="html">Ah, the marvels of Christmas morning! If you live in Tennessee and have any hope for a white Christmas, you'd better make plans to be elsewhere.  This year, we packed up and headed north for a visit with Grandma Debbie and Grandad in Ohio for the holidays.Grandma Kathy, Tucker Wayne and Mommy at The Nutcracker.In kind of a kickoff to the holiday festivities, mom and I took Tucker to see The &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/KcXYILBFsQs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/781832318315355215/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-god-bless-us-every-one.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/781832318315355215?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/781832318315355215?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/KcXYILBFsQs/and-god-bless-us-every-one.html" title="And God Bless Us, Every One" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kOBtDMKC4Fc/S0Xb1InFp9I/AAAAAAAABGs/JZr-afHsmHA/s72-c/maya+at+tree.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-god-bless-us-every-one.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYDSHY7cSp7ImA9WxNaF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-3413701616600113854</id><published>2009-11-07T14:06:00.020-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T15:16:19.809-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-01T15:16:19.809-06:00</app:edited><title>Nothing like a leaf pile</title><summary type="html">Seasons are changing and so are the kids.  Tucker is seeing the dentist and Maya is enjoying the power of speech.  Mom and dad are mainly just trying to find the balance between enjoying the moments while they last and not pulling out our hair.  Above, Tucker enjoys a glorious fall day in the back yard.I did mention the dentist, and Tucker had his first official cleaning, which he was less than &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/qyhpSWBuXF0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/3413701616600113854/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/11/nothing-like-leaf-pile.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/3413701616600113854?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/3413701616600113854?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/qyhpSWBuXF0/nothing-like-leaf-pile.html" title="Nothing like a leaf pile" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kOBtDMKC4Fc/SvXXLKvwGrI/AAAAAAAABEY/y7T2JmoIjII/s72-c/t+leaves+big+smile.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/11/nothing-like-leaf-pile.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAARn0zfyp7ImA9WxNQEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-3663852091475668521</id><published>2009-09-11T13:12:00.037-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T16:59:07.387-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-17T16:59:07.387-05:00</app:edited><title>Summer with toddlers</title><summary type="html">Summer is never boring when you have a 3-year-old and 1.5-year-old underfoot.  We've stopped using the paci, started talking and found a family church!  It has definitely been busy around here.Although shade is not so great when you're trying to find a place to plant your squash, it is wonderful when kids want to play outside.  We've spent a lot of mornings playing in the backyard, digging in the&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/2TnN_t4MPGw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/3663852091475668521/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/09/summer-with-toddlers.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/3663852091475668521?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/3663852091475668521?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/2TnN_t4MPGw/summer-with-toddlers.html" title="Summer with toddlers" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kOBtDMKC4Fc/Sqq2LEzVCqI/AAAAAAAABBo/41f-hFULssc/s72-c/maya+in+pool.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/09/summer-with-toddlers.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8CRXgzeyp7ImA9WxJbE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-5702284199842490767</id><published>2009-07-11T19:33:00.040-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T13:47:44.683-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-23T13:47:44.683-05:00</app:edited><title>2009 Summer Vacation: Fowler Family Reunion</title><summary type="html"> The Great Smoky Mountains, Andrews, NC 7.2009  For vacation, we spent a week with the Fowler clan in the mountains of North Carolina. We traveled and arrived on Independence Day. Gary's Uncle Luther had planned a fireworks display to rival that of the town. There is nothing quite like shooting off huge fireworks on the top of a mountain.Sisters should live closer together!I was really excited &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/P_LPleRJKAQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/5702284199842490767/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/07/2009-summer-vacation.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/5702284199842490767?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/5702284199842490767?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/P_LPleRJKAQ/2009-summer-vacation.html" title="2009 Summer Vacation: Fowler Family Reunion" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kOBtDMKC4Fc/Slo1GmPwiiI/AAAAAAAAA-0/x5KrbpL2sGs/s72-c/morning+mist.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/07/2009-summer-vacation.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0AFRn4-eSp7ImA9WxJVEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-7744183238673853984</id><published>2009-06-29T13:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T13:21:57.051-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-29T13:21:57.051-05:00</app:edited><title>Tucker's Third Birthday</title><summary type="html">Click here to view these pictures largerSo Tucker Wayne is three years old.  We had a really fun party with a few friends and family.  It was incredibly hot and humid, so we moved the picnic table indoors for mealtime and cake.Tucker didn't eat much at lunch, but then had Three hot dogs for dinner and Three fried eggs the next morning.  He is Three years old, after all!He also really enjoyed &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/MVkC8SoCP7c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/7744183238673853984/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/06/tucker-third-birthday.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/7744183238673853984?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/7744183238673853984?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/MVkC8SoCP7c/tucker-third-birthday.html" title="Tucker&amp;#39;s Third Birthday" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/06/tucker-third-birthday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUMRXw7eCp7ImA9WxJSGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-3647690328457300601</id><published>2009-05-10T14:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T17:08:04.200-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-10T17:08:04.200-05:00</app:edited><title>Sing Ho! for Spring; for Spring, Ho!</title><summary type="html">Hail Spring!  Tucker sings a little song about the season.Ah, welcome spring and sandboxes and playing outside.  We have been blessed with the wettest spring in 30 years.  The trees and plants are growing like crazy and hopefully all of our aquifers will be replenished.Tucker keeps Maya busy before lunch.They were making alphabet soup with the refrigerator letters.Amidst this flush of growth, we &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/fE5wfCGqCUY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/3647690328457300601/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/05/walking-and-horsing-around.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/3647690328457300601?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/3647690328457300601?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/fE5wfCGqCUY/walking-and-horsing-around.html" title="Sing Ho! for Spring; for Spring, Ho!" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kOBtDMKC4Fc/Sfytyuuu1SI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Up3wE20mefU/s72-c/hail+springtime.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/05/walking-and-horsing-around.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEBQXs5fip7ImA9WxJSGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-547433869074490301</id><published>2009-05-09T14:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T14:34:10.526-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-09T14:34:10.526-05:00</app:edited><title>For my mothers</title><summary type="html"> 	&amp;lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 0.79in } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } 	--&amp;gt; 	 Relationships between mother and child are incredibly deep and complex.  My mother has known me longer than any other single person on this earth.  Much of the best of me comes from her.
Mom and I in San Sebastian, Spain, 1995
In honor of the day, here are is a short list of some of the life lessons that have shaped me the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/I_hjdgoD3X0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/547433869074490301/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-my-mothers.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/547433869074490301?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/547433869074490301?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/I_hjdgoD3X0/for-my-mothers.html" title="For my mothers" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kOBtDMKC4Fc/SgXX88GKjFI/AAAAAAAAA80/2mOzHF85Sbc/s72-c/MomBeckySpain008.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-my-mothers.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkEMQHo_fCp7ImA9WxVaF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-8018110677709040919</id><published>2009-04-10T13:36:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T13:44:41.444-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-14T13:44:41.444-05:00</app:edited><title>Bursting out for Spring</title><summary type="html">The amazing Houdini Tucker fits everything in the basket.Days are busy and productive at the Fowler house.  Maya has moved to one nap, though it is on the early side, but it is a welcome adjustment.  Dual naptime is limited, however, but the regularity means we will be able to go to the park or splashpad or myriad other places this summer.  I'm looking forward to being out and about!Tucker has &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/J2ijdiDm0bg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/8018110677709040919/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/04/bursting-out-for-spring.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/8018110677709040919?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/8018110677709040919?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/J2ijdiDm0bg/bursting-out-for-spring.html" title="Bursting out for Spring" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kOBtDMKC4Fc/Sd-TWUMKnHI/AAAAAAAAA50/y8cbqCtsrok/s72-c/lil+box+o+tucker.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/04/bursting-out-for-spring.html</feedburner:origLink><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="enclosure" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~5/xE4uIg8nlTU/video-play.mp4" length="0" type="video/mp4" /><feedburner:origEnclosureLink>http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8dfde5dc6abb3e4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4</feedburner:origEnclosureLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MNSXw5eyp7ImA9WxVUEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-4852794363794504393</id><published>2009-03-17T06:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T06:31:38.223-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-17T06:31:38.223-05:00</app:edited><title>Maya Walks!</title><summary type="html">&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/qIlFxUWoevo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/4852794363794504393/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/03/maya-walks-0001.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/4852794363794504393?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/4852794363794504393?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/qIlFxUWoevo/maya-walks-0001.html" title="Maya Walks!" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/03/maya-walks-0001.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYCSX4_cCp7ImA9WxVWEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-2199695547979390601</id><published>2009-02-21T13:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T15:02:48.048-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-21T15:02:48.048-06:00</app:edited><title>Maya's First Birthday</title><summary type="html">The last monthly penguin picture.Gary, Becky, Maya and TuckerMaya enjoys some lunchtime conversation.First bites of cake; the cream cheese frosting was probably her favorite part.Opening presents with Cousin Elizabeth, who declared Maya to be a "best friend."Tucker  helps Maya get to the good stuff...the tissue paper.Maya makes music with Daddy.Tucker wolfs down his cupcake too!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/D2gncLjxKz0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/2199695547979390601/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/02/mayas-first-birthday.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/2199695547979390601?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/2199695547979390601?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/D2gncLjxKz0/mayas-first-birthday.html" title="Maya's First Birthday" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kOBtDMKC4Fc/SaBhfxttFsI/AAAAAAAAA4s/bI-mB76KA3A/s72-c/One+Year+with+Penguin.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/02/mayas-first-birthday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QDRnY-cSp7ImA9WxVXGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-315876365043777381</id><published>2009-02-16T10:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T10:22:57.859-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-16T10:22:57.859-06:00</app:edited><title>First Birthday!</title><summary type="html">&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/HBN5r5xv79o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/315876365043777381/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-birthday.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/315876365043777381?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/315876365043777381?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/HBN5r5xv79o/first-birthday.html" title="First Birthday!" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kOBtDMKC4Fc/SZmS10z34uI/AAAAAAAAA38/a5oIDanI5UQ/s72-c/Happy+Birthday+Maya.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-birthday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cNR3w7eyp7ImA9WxVXFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-1733910794389890060</id><published>2009-02-12T19:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:38:16.203-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-12T19:38:16.203-06:00</app:edited><title>The Bed, for posterity</title><summary type="html">Tucker in his new bed.Demonstrating how much he likes sleeping in his bed.Conversation with nightlight/turtle (voiced completely by Tucker Wayne):Tucker: Hello Turtle, look at my new bed.  Isn't it nice?Turtle: Oh my!  Yes it is very beautifulTucker: Oh thank you Turtle.  Thank you very much.Turtle: You're welcome very much.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/Yxi8oTTYp5M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/1733910794389890060/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/02/bed-for-posterity.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/1733910794389890060?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/1733910794389890060?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/Yxi8oTTYp5M/bed-for-posterity.html" title="The Bed, for posterity" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kOBtDMKC4Fc/SZTHTThjKVI/AAAAAAAAA3s/dyr-Sh1wLgc/s72-c/big+boy+bed.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/02/bed-for-posterity.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIGQno-fSp7ImA9WxVQGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-5164630999940013718</id><published>2009-01-29T09:54:00.022-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T15:48:43.455-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-05T15:48:43.455-06:00</app:edited><title>Almost A Year!</title><summary type="html">Maya Lynden - 11 monthsMaya is effusive, joyful, affectionate, determined, curious and fairly even-keeled at 11 months.  She is truly a joy to be around and continues to enjoy exploring her world, like most children her age.  She has recently begun trying to talk and says "dada" with some regularity, though she has also attempted a wide variety of words, including "kee-ka" (Kitty cat).  Right now&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/AjQrt1oeXNQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/5164630999940013718/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/01/almost-year.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/5164630999940013718?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/5164630999940013718?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/AjQrt1oeXNQ/almost-year.html" title="Almost A Year!" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kOBtDMKC4Fc/SYHSRvKLUsI/AAAAAAAAA2w/i_MOmLnVHYE/s72-c/11+Months.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/01/almost-year.html</feedburner:origLink><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="enclosure" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~5/1X63Kb059p8/video-play.mp4" length="0" type="video/mp4" /><feedburner:origEnclosureLink>http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7a3d273f6cf3bd02&amp;type=video%2Fmp4</feedburner:origEnclosureLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMDQ3w8fyp7ImA9WxVRFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-7981067490442567935</id><published>2009-01-15T06:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T06:21:12.277-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-21T06:21:12.277-06:00</app:edited><title>A Vision of Christmas (recently) Past</title><summary type="html">Gary and I both agreed that Christmas this year at the Fowler house was our best yet.  Despite everyone except Maya coming down with a cold, we had a great time visiting with family and really enjoyed having a lot of time together to relax and have fun.  It was wonderful for Gary to have so much time off and we spent most of it doing things as a family, which was great for everyone.Gary's parents&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/rmU7s4mgyR4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/7981067490442567935/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/01/vision-of-christmas-recently-past.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/7981067490442567935?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/7981067490442567935?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/rmU7s4mgyR4/vision-of-christmas-recently-past.html" title="A Vision of Christmas (recently) Past" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kOBtDMKC4Fc/SWH_uRKexkI/AAAAAAAAAyI/AvH0N2mscMg/s72-c/2008+christmas+tree.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/01/vision-of-christmas-recently-past.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8MQ34yeCp7ImA9WxVSFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29856512.post-1946034151781162466</id><published>2009-01-09T17:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T17:14:42.090-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-09T17:14:42.090-06:00</app:edited><title>Maya at Ten Months</title><summary type="html">At 10 months, Maya is a big bundle of light and energy. She is one of the most determined people I've ever met, and always in a cheerful way. She rarely gets fussy when frustrated; she just keeps on trying. Maya is a charmer who flashes her megawatt smile at people when she wants to play or be picked up. It is generally quite effective!Maya Lynden - Ten MonthsMaya is getting her first teeth and &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~4/ZrgEDQXTrjM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/feeds/1946034151781162466/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/01/maya-at-ten-months.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/1946034151781162466?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29856512/posts/default/1946034151781162466?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AdventuresOfSupertAndMightym/~3/ZrgEDQXTrjM/maya-at-ten-months.html" title="Maya at Ten Months" /><author><name>Becky Fowler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L-8ne5jf7Pk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABns/5UU9T1D6eyc/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kOBtDMKC4Fc/SWe4HZ0xTWI/AAAAAAAAA1I/bFOiW6pXZCU/s72-c/10+mos+BW.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becktuckandg-man.blogspot.com/2009/01/maya-at-ten-months.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

