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As you can see from the video, I will no longer be bitchin' and crying about my rental home! No more mold and OPP. If those things had scared you from visiting me, now you have no excuses! Once I get settled I can sit back and enjoy it and stop worrying for a few minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5848278213197219819-1081790872342054392?l=mommyknowseverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I know most of the country is struggling with extra cold weather, but the weather is great here. The kids usually don't need a jacket except in the morning. Sometimes we have fog, but it burns off. Walking in the hills near the house it is cooler, sometimes even frozen mud puddles. The kids really enjoyed the snow in Denver, but I think they got their fill. We are heading up to Big Bear soon and will check out the skiing and snow California style!&lt;br /&gt;
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I have a few other projects going on and have started a blog about the Android phone. I&amp;nbsp;received&amp;nbsp;the new Google Phone,&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/phone"&gt; Nexus One&lt;/a&gt;, for Christmas thanks to Fred's new project at work. As you know, if you know me at all, I LOVED my iPhone. But its gone, long gone now. So I will be reviewing Android Apps for Moms, family and kids on my new blog&lt;a href="http://androidmom.blogspot.com/"&gt; Mommy Has an Android Now&lt;/a&gt;. Its a bit on the bleeding edge, since these phones aren't known at all in the Stay At Home Mom crowd. But I have a feeling they will be! These phones are more like a mini computer and completely integrated with other Google products (gmail, Google Calendar, Lattitude, Picasa, Google Voice, Youtube, etc.) which I use. If you have an Android phone, I would love for you to follow the blog and give me your input!&lt;br /&gt;
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I also have been blogging about a new Low Sugar plan that I have been doing with &lt;a href="http://jorgecruise.com/the-science/"&gt;Jorge Cruise&lt;/a&gt;. If you are interested, let me know and I'll send you a link to it. Don't read this blog unless you want to know the ugly details about me (ie. how much I weigh... you REALLY don't want to know that!). I have struggled with my weight ever since my first pregnancy and I feel like I have found great answers with this program. I have lost 27lbs during my 12 Week program, and still have more to go. Turns out this is the way Fred eats and really how I see Europeans eat and it makes so much since. I write this blog semi-anonymously,&amp;nbsp;since I don't want people to know I'm fat... and yes I get the humor in that! If you are looking to lose weight or lower your sugar intake in the New Year I highly recommend Jorge's new book &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/yfhspmw"&gt;The Belly Fat Cure&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Of course I still have the boy's&lt;a href="http://mysterytoyblog.blogspot.com/"&gt; Mystery Toy Blog&lt;/a&gt; too. So if you don't see me doing much here, you know where I am at a least! Blogging is a way to exercise the writing muscle and I really enjoy it. I had a few blogs published last year in bigger venues, but I didn't get much pleasure from that. So I decided to write only about the things I am excited about: My kids, my new diet and my new phone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5848278213197219819-8694207510486681?l=mommyknowseverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The boys love Christmas! Skyler has a little Santa outfit he wears daily and you have to make him take it off for bedtime. It is a Lego Christmas for us, that is pretty much all the boys want. That, new pajamas and a little Batman and Star Wars thrown in to even things out. I want tickets to see John Mayer and Fred just got a new cell phone, so he is set. &lt;br /&gt;
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Here Skyler plays Santa and shows you a book they got recently that they think is the BEST BOOK EVER for Lego lovers! (He fell at school and had a big scratch across his face for a week, but he is mostly healed now)&lt;br /&gt;
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The weather was really beautiful until this week. In fact we went to the beach to take our Christmas photo and it was one of the most beautiful beach days we have had! You can see some of the photos above. But the clouds and fog have moved in. We had some drizzling rain and pulled out our warmer clothes. I really need get myself and the kids proper rain coats and umbrellas before it gets really rainy. We walk to school and it can be really unpleasant without the right clothes! The kids still eat their lunch outside at school, unless its really raining. &lt;br /&gt;
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Fred had his One Year Anniversary at work. He still loves it and has an opportunity to do something a little different the next few months. He will be "On Loan" Andriod group. Andriod is Google's Mobile Platform, or for non-geeks their cell phone software. It's a big deal right now, and will be a very big deal shortly. It gives him a chance to be much more technical that has in a while, but be able to keep the great job he has. If you wonder what he does for "work" here is a little sample... dubbed in Russian.&lt;br /&gt;
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We will be spending the week between Christmas and New Years in Denver. The kids are really looking forward to that, seeing friends, snow and familiar things. We are looking forward to it too, but it feels a little bit bittersweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5848278213197219819-1368356850239505903?l=mommyknowseverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The kids were the perfect age for this! The day was beautiful and the park was great. They ran from one place to another, reporting in on walkie talkies.&lt;br /&gt;
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We made the Bomb&amp;nbsp;Piñata&amp;nbsp;out of paper mache, our first time to do that and it was a fun family project. The cake was lots of fun! I used a ball cake form to make a bomb that looked just like the&amp;nbsp;piñata, and placed it on top of a sheet cake. They each made a Top Secret Access badge, were fingerprinted and came up with their secret agent name. We put together Spy Supply Kits with sun glasses, squirt guns, magnifying glass, compass ring, pad and pencil and secret decoder. We drew on on mustaches and dressed them in a hat and&amp;nbsp;trench coat&amp;nbsp;for a photo for the Thank You card.&amp;nbsp;It was so nice and normal to have a park full of friends and playmates!&lt;br /&gt;
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This week also marks one year from the day that Fred and I came to Silicon Valley and found our house and school. Fred even had his 1yr Anniversary at work. Everything is going fine with both renting out our home and renting this one. Time has just flown by and we have really settled in here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5848278213197219819-5192048537840590677?l=mommyknowseverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I am on a very low sugar diet (more about that later) and haven't been tempted by their candy this year. So it doesn't bother me at all. But its just too much! Archer already threw out dozens of candy bars that didn't meet his high standards. Skyler traded everything with peanuts in it (he claims he is allergic) with Archer. Archer has one piece a day, maybe two. If Skyler is left alone and quiet for a few minutes, I can usually find him in a corner unpeeling wrappers and stuffing them in his mouth. He looks up at me with that grin and says "What?"&lt;br /&gt;
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I think the whole Candy Witch or Great Pumpkin idea is over the top. Put out your candy and its replaced with a toy. My kids have enough toys and a birthday is just around the corner. &lt;br /&gt;
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I read the blog of women who is renovating a second home in France (okay... I stalk her) and she had this brilliant idea to trade the candy for coupons. The coupon ideas were so sweet and family oriented I decided to do this myself! I used a few of her ideas and the rest my own. They are things that the kids love, but we never do enough of. I made most be a 5 candy trade and a couple 10 candy. &lt;br /&gt;
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Stay Up Late 30 Minutes&lt;br /&gt;
1 Hot Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;
In n Out For Dinner&lt;br /&gt;
Trip to the Yogurt Shop&lt;br /&gt;
Hot Tub Afternoon&lt;br /&gt;
Daddy Cleans the Playroom&lt;br /&gt;
1 Lunchables for School Lunch&lt;br /&gt;
Family Game Night&lt;br /&gt;
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When I told the boys we would be doing this in the morning they were so excited! I was thinking through the ideas as I told them, and when I got to "Daddy will clean the playroom" they went crazy!! "Daddy!?!" Mind you, Daddy is in Moscow at the moment and has no idea of this plan. So I knew it was a hit and I'd get all their candy in the end. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;
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I just thought this was a great way to spend quality time together and thought I would share with you all. I have to say, later tonight on the monitor I heard them plotting to give me only "bad candy" or try and trade empty wrappers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5848278213197219819-5467593835516235584?l=mommyknowseverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The weather is truly beautiful right now! Its in the high 70s during the day, and feels like the middle of summer. But at night it cools off a bit. Its great! I have started really taking advantage of a great park we have nearby and do a few big hikes there each week. It has been great to get out by myself for a few hours and sweat&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;If you know me well, you know we did lots for Halloween. I have more Halloween decorations than I have for Christmas I discovered in the move! We didn't have a party, mainly because I don't know how to have a party in a small house with lots of kids around. Adults fine, but running kids? We had a fun time at Googleween, went to a friends Halloween party, a parade and party at school and then the actual Trick or Treating. Someone in our 'hood set up a large screen in the their front yard and played The Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown all night. The streets were filled with kids running around with no parents in sight, and everyone seemed pretty relaxed about the whole thing. Fred and I were very uptight, and Fred even lost Skyler at one point. Seriously! It is really dark here and there aren't street lights. We were a large group of kids with just five or so parents watching them all. We put glow bracelets on them so we could keep track of them, but Skyler bit through his and had glow stuff smeared on his face for awhile. Until he got lost... but anyways we found him. They got lots of full sized candy bars and even went to a slumber party afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;At Googleween the whole family dressed up as People Who Live in Bruce Wayne's House, plus a Witch!&amp;nbsp;Unfortunately the other Googlers weren't in the holiday spirit so we were pretty much the only parents dressed up... except for the MerMale (or maybe he was King Triton). Word on the street was that Googlers take Halloween very seriously, but apparently they save that for the Adult Only party on Friday. No kids invited. In 2007&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;That counts two years in a row I've gotten my Dutch Mother in Law to dress in a costume! She's a good sport! She had always wanted to try a Carmel Apple, and they had hundreds of them at this party!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;It is strange. It was a year ago Halloween that we decide this move would happen. We were on a beach in Florida for Fall Break when we found out and then told friends Halloween day. We have lived in California for 10 months now, and I have to say, it is starting to feel like home. We have started to look at homes for sale here and are *thinking* that when the lease is up in Lone Tree we may sell it. We can't really buy here still owning that house. That is hard for me to say, but it is true.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Fred is gone for the first 3 weeks of November, Prague,&amp;nbsp;Moscow&amp;nbsp;and LA. I am extremely proud of him and he is doing exactly what he hoped he would be doing. And doing it well.&lt;br /&gt;
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I started my own little Book Club here with Mom's I met at school. I dont know why I say "Moms" instead of just "Women", but they are indeed all Moms. Skyler asked "Who is coming to Book Club?". I started saying "Tom's Mom, Cory's Mom, ..." and he says "Wait, are only Moms invited?" I guess I only know Moms right now.&lt;br /&gt;
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In case you dont have a Book Club, its not all about the Book actually. It is an excuse to get together, chat, drink wine and have a common topic of conversation, in case there are any lulls. Sounds like a bunch of Stay at Home Moms sitting around eating Bon Bons, right? Wrong! As a Mom you hardly ever have activity that is about you or make time for yourself. &lt;br /&gt;
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When it is your turn, you pick the book that everyone reads and you host everyone at your house one evening. Most libraries have Book Club Kits where you can reserve a bag that consists of 12 of the same books and a book club Q&amp;amp;A with the author and additional information about the book and author. I choose the Book Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert. It was a great book!&lt;br /&gt;
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Of course El Goog is doing something special for Halloween. And of course its called Googleween. They have a whole party just for kids and family, so Ill have photos and a blog dedicated to that next week. Right now the boys are going to be Batman and Robin for Halloween, but there is still time for them to change their minds and they 3 parties, plus actual Halloween to wear the costumes too! So wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5848278213197219819-2637205883514436418?l=mommyknowseverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So I was thrilled to see &lt;a href="http://www.starwarsinconcert.com/"&gt;Star Wars: In Concert &lt;/a&gt;tour coming to San Jose this month! They play the score with excerpts from the movie on a big screen and a memorabilia&amp;nbsp;exhibit. The boys went and really enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It made me think what a big impact Star Wars has in their lives. We have done everything Star Wars you could possibly do:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Star Wars Movies: All six, with the last one edited. Check&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Darth Vader on Twitter? He's very witty&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/darthvader"&gt;http://twitter.com/darthvader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is a passion I can share with my boys, and that surprises other Moms. But I dont have a little girl to braid her hair and play Barbie Dream House with. I play the games (and look up cheat codes), watch the movies and shows and research the Lego sets with them. At some point, when I realized I'd never have a little girl, I fully embraced being "A Mother of Boys". &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;article &lt;a href="http://www.milehighmamas.com/2009/10/08/a-suburbanites-guide-to-downtown-denver/"&gt;Suburbanites Guide to Downtown Denver&lt;/a&gt;. I am SO excited to have my first "professional" blog post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;I've dedicated this to my late Grandpa Dale, who wrote a column his local newspaper and would appreciate this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5848278213197219819-2424091841652976751?l=mommyknowseverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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See the deal is I'm an Amber. I'm an old Amber. There aren't many old Ambers&amp;nbsp;(not that I am that old). I've never met or heard of an Amber older than me. I was named after the&amp;nbsp;protagonist&amp;nbsp;in the book Forever Amber, published in 1944. I loved the TV show My So Called Life, and her BFF's Mother's name was Amber, but I found that outright impossible and it made the show unbelievable to me. Think about it, have you ever met someone over 40 named Amber?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;Howard Stern once said all girls named Amber grow up to be strippers. But that is a different generation of Ambers. When I was 18 or so, suddenly Amber was the new Ashley, and every little girl running away from her parent was named "AMBER!!". When my Mother picked it, it was throughly unique and even&amp;nbsp;scandalous. See the Amber in Forever, was adulterer.&amp;nbsp;And now it is common (not adultery, the name). Is the same thing going to happen to my Archer?&lt;br /&gt;
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We wanted a unique name, but not weird. Original, but not difficult to&amp;nbsp;pronounce. Im a big fan of the Johnny Cash song "A Boy Named Sue", but I didnt want to give him a name to teach him to be tough. "So I gave you that name and I said goodbye, I knew you'd have to get tough or die".&lt;br /&gt;
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He isnt named after the Scott Bakula character on Star Trek Enterprise or Mister Archer from the Age of Innocence (sorry Kim!). Apparently there is a character on Private Practice named Archer, but my son is 7yrs old, and that show is new. He was named for his astrological sign, Sagittarius, the symbol of which is an Archer. Its unique, without being weird and original, but not hard to pronounce. While I know he's not the only one, to this day, &lt;a href="http://www.babynamewizard.com/voyager#prefix=ARCHER&amp;amp;ms=false&amp;amp;sw=f&amp;amp;exact=false"&gt;I have never met another person named Arche&lt;/a&gt;r.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;After being shocked (for several hours, actually) I decided to read the whole article. And actually, I don't believe it for one second. Other "Soon to be Popular" boys names? Hugo (Someones been watching too much Lost), Caspian (Prince, perhaps), Lachlan (Isnt he the favorite Murduch son) and my favorite Rufus (no comment). No, I dont think these names will be screamed out on playgrounds in the next few years. I think we're safe!&lt;br /&gt;
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When I read this entry to my Archer, he said "No, I hope Im still the only one".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5848278213197219819-3980363254772684793?l=mommyknowseverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/SqNZeEEnZTI/AAAAAAAACBc/c91cHwX5RgE/s1600-h/IMG_2922.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/SqNZeEEnZTI/AAAAAAAACBc/c91cHwX5RgE/s200/IMG_2922.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1 Bundt Cake - Made from Cake Mix #1&lt;br /&gt;
1 Loaf Cake - Made from Cake Mix #2&lt;br /&gt;
2 Cup cakes - Made from Cake Mix #2 3 Marshmallow&lt;br /&gt;
Several  Green Gum Drops&lt;br /&gt;
4 Chocolate Chips&lt;br /&gt;
Pastry Bag with Star Tip&lt;br /&gt;
2 Cake Mixes&lt;br /&gt;
2-3 Cans of Vanilla Frosting (Don't use the Whipped)&lt;br /&gt;
Green Icing Tint (Don't use food coloring)&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Day Before: &lt;/b&gt;Use one whole Cake Mix for Bundt and the other for the Loaf and Cup Cakes. Bake per instructions.  &lt;br /&gt;
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Open two cans of frosting and add the Green Tint. Just use a very small amount at first, a little goes a long way. Mix them up at the same time so the colors will match, add half of one can to the pastry bag and put it all in the refirigerator so it can set up. You may not need the 3rd can.  I find that the frosting gets hard if you frost it the day before, so I wait until the day of.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Day Of:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/SqNZhUYUumI/AAAAAAAACBk/-NL0VeMFehw/s1600-h/IMG_2923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/SqNZhUYUumI/AAAAAAAACBk/-NL0VeMFehw/s200/IMG_2923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cut the Loaf Cake to be shaped as the Crocodile's head. Cut the Bundt Cake into thirds with one section angle cut through the middle (for the sloping down tail). Cut the Cup Cakes in half to be the legs. If there are any gaps in body, I use slices from the extra cup cakes to fill this in. Frosting alone cant do that.&lt;br /&gt;
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Use the Star Tipped Pastry Bag to make small stars all over the cake. I start at the bottom and do a line all across, then move up. Its a little difficult to do the two tight curves, so start there. Refill the bag as needed, but keep the frosting you aren't using refridgeraged. The Star Tips hide a lot of imperfections in the cake.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cut different sized slices from the last Marshmallow with sissors and use as teeth. I let my kids do this part!  Take two Gun Drops and roll them out with a rolling pin. Sprinkle with sugar if they stick. Cut out to be the claws. Place on the foil next to the legs.  Cut several Gum Drops vertically into 3pcs and place down the spine. This is another part the kids get to do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5848278213197219819-8530666890732984011?l=mommyknowseverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The kids are doing great in school, no troubles or tears, which I know a lot people having issues with. Skyler is so thrilled to spy Archer sometimes on campus and he has made a handful of friends. So cute! Today we started homework and boy is it going to be harder with two of them! Apparently 2nd Graders are expected to do about 30 minutes minimum each night and Skyler mostly has to write his name several times! He hates it! "I WANT to write the "E" capital, so Im going too!!!" Soooo that will be a struggle. His cuteness quotient equals his stubborn quotient. And he's a pretty cute kid, so wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;
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Im really debating making them do homework directly after school, before Wii and playtime, but it seems too much after a full day of school. So I have to figure that out. I'd love to hear your opinions on that, so comment below.&lt;br /&gt;
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Along with school starting and Skyler turning five, there was fire at our neighbors house. It was all very exciting and I was the lucky person who got to call them to tell them. I woke her up on vacation at 2am in London to say "Has anyone told you about the fire at your house today?". Its a long story, but I learned that I would word it differently next time.&lt;br /&gt;
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And finally, we are really starting to feel at home here. Its taken eight full months, but the kids and I have real friends and people I think we will know for a life time. I have coffee with girlfriends and go for walks with them. I started a book club that will meet soon. And life goes on...&lt;br /&gt;
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I got a new waterproof camera and wanted to share with you some video and photos we took with it.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm sure this is way more tramatic for me than it is for him. Only later when he is grown will he realize this is the moment his life changed from my innocent little baby boy, to a big boy with his own life.  I feel like I did after graduating college.... like what's next. What do I do now? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Archer was born I slowing began the process of shedding my old self. Now I was a Mom. Not a professional or someone who was an expert in her field. Just a Mom. I hate it when people say "You're not JUST a Mom". But I am, and that's okay. What's my occupation: Mom. I learned to love almost every second of it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't cry today, not full out. Just a little teary eyed under my sunglasses. I remembered the day I realized I was pregnant with him. It was a surprise. It was just before Christmas and I was feeling grouchy and irritated. And friend said, maybe your pregnant. And I thought immediately "I can't be pregnant... oh my God I AM pregnant!".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember the moment my contractions started and the night he was born. How he was colicy and then croupy, and born a redhead. He was wirey and stubborn from the day he was born. He was going to sleep when he was damn well ready! Not much has changed, except the red hair changed to bright blonde, and he learned to love being cuddled and hugged. He has turned into Dad's boy and a Sauer through and through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/So3k3XdohqI/AAAAAAAAB-k/AiIVdg-nKK0/s200/IMG_2888.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372201570365114018" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember my first day at Kindergarten. I wore a green coat, road the bus and was a Green Bird. We moved out to the country that year. I threwup a lot in Kindergarten, usually during snack time, and one of the ladies from Allen Pharmacy would pick me up and take me to spend the rest of the day behind the counter with Daddy. Apparently Fred disliked Kindergarten so much, they took him out altogether and kept him home. I wonder if Skyler will remember this day too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the morning after Archer's dropoff, a 1st Grader was crying, screaming and throwing a fit "I want to go home! I want my Mom! I don't want to be here!" The teacher was saying "I hear your words" as the boy kicked and threw a first rate fit. We walked on by and it broke my heart. Skyler said "That is not going to be me". And it wasnt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I realized that starting Kindergarten is more about me,  then it is about him. To him its just another school, he just goes more often. 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I got several comments that I was concentrating on the negative and should have a positive list about California instead. Well, hold your horses folks! Its takes time to really like a place, and I had lived in Denver for about 15yrs. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after 8 months or so here, Im ready to declare a few of my "Favorite Things - California Edition". To start with, I cant believe I live in California! And our little Prius takes weekend drives across the Golden Gate bridge and racks up huge parking fees in San Fransisco parking lots.  Growing up in Prattville, OK California was like the promised land. Except my Mother told me that California was about to fall off the Continent.  I learned a long time ago, people are people the world over. We all really have the same goals and ideals. Religion and food seems to be the biggest difference. Same thing holds for California it turns out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here we go:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I can be sitting on the beach in less time than it takes me to get to Colorado Springs from Lone Tree. I love the beach. Even if it can be cold and windy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Frozen yogurt and gelato shops. Instead of eating out, we hit these up for dessert sometimes. Honey or Lavender gelato. frozen yogurt from a Koolee machine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. The weather. Not too hot, not too cold... its juuuuuust right. This summer has been amazing. I hear the Fall is hotter than summer and the Winter is rainy. But I like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. The flowers and vegetation. Everywhere you turn something is blooming and growing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  The pool. I love the pool. The kids love the pool. My Dad promised to dig a hole in the backyard and make us a pool, but it never happened. I finally have my pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Archer's new attitude. He has found a new confidence from being "the new kid" that he didn't have before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. We can take a California vacation, without getting on an airplane.  Driving to San Diego, via Santa Barabara and Santa Monica, was a great easy trip this summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Seeing fruits and vegitables at the market that I have neither seen nor heard of before. Pomelo, Jackfruit or Cherimoya anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Fred LOVES his job. Seriously, he almost skips in the door each night with a grin on his face. Some days I want to smack it off, but mostly Im happy for him ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't come up with 10 things, sorry. Give me a few more months, its growing on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also have a list of things I hate, mostly the spiders (They are everywhere!), earthquakes (I had a dream the big on hit last night) and renting. But we are settling in and enjoying our time here. &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/5848278213197219819-3061359738692396864?l=mommyknowseverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I even took video as we drove over the Gold Gate Bridge for the first time. Unfortunately the video was sideways, as I was using Fred's Google Phone and wasnt familiar with which way with up (a common problem I have). So for now, lean your head to the left ;-)  The hack of my iPhone stopped working because of an update in iTunes software, so I cant take video from it right now and have to use his phone to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,115,0" width="425" height="319" id="qikPlayer" align="middle"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://qik.com/swfs/qikPlayer4.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#333333"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="rssURL=http://qik.com/video/7da039e4298e4505b5f7ee79879e7bd6.rss&amp;amp;autoPlay=false"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://qik.com/swfs/qikPlayer4.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="#333333" width="425" height="319" name="qikPlayer" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="rssURL=http://qik.com/video/7da039e4298e4505b5f7ee79879e7bd6.rss&amp;amp;autoPlay=false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Our friends from Denver, the Kragels and their family,  were here and it was a good excuse to venture a little further North. The "Bridge" had been a little intimidating to us I think! It was so beautiful there with all the hills (who knew there so many hills and mountains here?!) and the fog hanging half way down. It was a great sunny day, with that spooky fog always threatening to come down the valley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="350" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&amp;amp;source=s_d&amp;amp;saddr=daly+city&amp;amp;daddr=sausalito+to:Belvedere,+CA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;mra=ls&amp;amp;sll=37.900865,-122.449493&amp;amp;sspn=0.680518,1.454315&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=37.79353,-122.489875&amp;amp;spn=0.2181,0.05351&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;output=embed"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&amp;amp;source=embed&amp;amp;saddr=daly+city&amp;amp;daddr=sausalito+to:Belvedere,+CA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;mra=ls&amp;amp;sll=37.900865,-122.449493&amp;amp;sspn=0.680518,1.454315&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=37.79353,-122.489875&amp;amp;spn=0.2181,0.05351&amp;amp;t=h" style="color:#0000FF;text-align:left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;View Larger Map&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The boys have spent hours upon hours in the pool this summer. They swim sometimes twice a day and have lunch and snack poolside. Skyler has become a great swimmer and they have even learned to dive. Video proof below. They are "Brown as Beans" as Grandma Doris used to call me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,115,0" width="425" height="319" id="qikPlayer" align="middle"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://qik.com/swfs/qikPlayer4.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#333333"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="rssURL=http://qik.com/video/e22cd4b508ce44319319b6f74a929e2e.rss&amp;amp;autoPlay=false"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://qik.com/swfs/qikPlayer4.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="#333333" width="425" height="319" name="qikPlayer" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="rssURL=http://qik.com/video/e22cd4b508ce44319319b6f74a929e2e.rss&amp;amp;autoPlay=false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#455560;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#455560;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We have really enjoyed all our visitors from Oklahoma and Denver! Its makes it feel like this is our home. Its good for the boys to see friends they have known since they were little, and for Fred and I too.  No more visitors unti end of October though! If you are also reading the boys blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mysterytoyblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Mystery Toy Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; we intended that for the kids to read. Friends, cousins, etc and tried to make it kid-centric. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#455560;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(69, 85, 96); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Also, I have a new phone number. If you didnt get an email from me with it, please send me a note and Ill forward it to you. There is also a button on the side of the blog that says  CALL ME. You can do it from there too. It is a Google Voice phone number and calls both my home and cell numbers so you dont have to guess where I am anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#455560;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#455560;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Please remember you cant see the videos or all the photos in the email. You need to go to the blog to get the "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mommyknowseverything.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Full Experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Enjoy the rest of summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5848278213197219819-5478146265953285709?l=mommyknowseverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The boys were glad to see Katie and Charlie, and I was glad to stay up late, drinking wine and having adult conversations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-a2.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=144115188096416674&amp;amp;site=widget-a2.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;We spent a great day in San Francisco with them and finally made it to Alcatraz! The boys have been begging for this since we first got here. Archer was especially interested in the Indian Occupation of Alcatraz island after the prison closed. I visited Alcatraz in 1994 and they have changed the tour a bit. The kids really liked it, but were spooked during the audio tour about the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alcatrazhistory.com/alcesc1.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Great Escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. Archer had trouble sleeping for several nights, which is funny. There are plenty of scary and disturbing things about Alcatraz, but he was frightened by a misunderstanding in the story telling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We also visited this great Mexican Naval (apparently they HAVE a Navy) ship the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://sailmagazine.com/cruising/news/cuauhtemoc_san_francisco/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Cuauhtémoc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Its was really beautiful big tall masted ship and they were so polite and friendly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;onboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. The kids loved this and so did Michelle and I! They also all got their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/safr/forkids/beajuniorranger.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Jr Ranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Badges at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/safr/index.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;National Maritime Historical Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. We ventured to North Beach for dinner, which we had not visited yet. We are usually too tired from a day at the wharf to do much else! So we thank the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Marins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; for showing around SF a but more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We also finally made it to the Boardwalk in Santa Cruz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; we get near there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; reminded of the movie the Lost Boys, and when they first arrive in town spray painted on the back of a billboard it says "Welcome to Santa Carla, Murder Capital of the World".  That has always stuck with me and I cant relax in Santa Cruz (Santa Carla) because of that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, I thought I Archer was silly for being afraid of the Dummy heads in the Alcatraz escape.... Pot, Kettle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L7T-YG_6uMU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;start=95"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L7T-YG_6uMU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;start=95" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I have also just discovered that Fred has never seen The Lost Boys, so Ill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Tivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; that later and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;re-freaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; myself out. Thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;!  (Yes, Google owns &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We have been in California for seven months now and we have had seven groups of visitors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; a pretty good track record. Possibly more visitors than we had in Denver over several years!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;In fact we have visitors this week too, so eight groups!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As promised many months ago, here is a link to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fredsa.allen-sauer.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Fred's Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. You can see, he was busy in June! He has upcoming trips to Eastern Europe and a few shorter ones here and there. He does a lot of local speaking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;engagements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; too. I think I can speak for him and say he loves his job and comes home with a huge smile most days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The boys were starting to get bored with summer break, so they are going to Art Camp this week. They are really enjoying that and I think Skyler needs a little help to learn to work more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;independently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. School starts August 21st...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;** You may have to go to the BLOG to see the movie clip/slide show **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5848278213197219819-7482415487225087993?l=mommyknowseverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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OLD</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/Slj1ukZIdkI/AAAAAAAAB1E/lQvwLzXqGY4/s1600-h/IMG_2691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/Slj1ukZIdkI/AAAAAAAAB1E/lQvwLzXqGY4/s200/IMG_2691.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357301937149081154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are settled into summer and having a good time! The weather here is so incredibly mild. Middle of July and really not have AC is not problem accept for a few days here and there.  Hot enough for the pool, but not HOT. Id say it has been in the 80s mostly. Basically the same weather as April.  The pool finally warmed up and the kids swim at least once a day. Sometimes again after dinner. I havent heard "Mommmm, Im bored" so far this summer! I had a few classes planned, but they all fell through or were cancelled. Lego, Zoo Tycoon and the pool are our summer plan.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skyler is getting even blonder and is swimming really well! What a relief! Archer's hair is super long and he is taller than ever.  There is a teenager lurking in there.... They are getting along great and play endlessly together. I hate to arrange playdates because it seems to throw off the dynamic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/Slj1ukNiAVI/AAAAAAAAB1M/TCn5afDwfDg/s200/IMG_2700.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357301937100423506" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I turned 40 last week. Boo, hiss. I dont really want to be 40, but its better than the alternative, right? Fred sent me to a spa for the day, bought me a Chiminaya, made a bunt cake (roll eyes) had a family over for a BBQ, and had a date night (sushi and The Hangover). All the weekend of the 4th of July! Maybe 40 wont be so bad after all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The big fireworks display in this part of the Bay Area is at Shoreline Amphitheater which is just across the street from El Goog. So we watched from there and didnt have to compete for parking or a seat. We just had to listen to geek know-it-alls discuss the physics fireworks. I prefer dumb people who just say "Ewwww, Awwww". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have more friends from Denver coming this week. Yea! The boys are excited too see friends and so are Fred and I. We are finally going to do Alcatraz! Ill let you know how that goes. We have waited so long and built it up so much, I hope it lives to up their expectations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/Slj1u58fHeI/AAAAAAAAB1U/8TbPK3zMy1E/s200/IMG_2702.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357301942934511074" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I introduced the boys to Micheal Jackson's music. It was on TV so much and Archer kept asking "Who's that lady?" so I told them the story of MJ. The G Rated version.  They were amazed at his performances as a child, and like the videos for Scream (its in space) and Thriller (who doesnt like dancing zombies). Seems like a lot of not so old people died the week I turned 40. &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/5848278213197219819-6143521053373494196?l=mommyknowseverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We decided to drive and take in the sites of California along the way. Supposedly the drive is 6 hrs to San Diego from here, but we took our time and stopped along the way.  The main point of the vacation was to hit up Legoland for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We took the 101 South after Fred got off work on Friday and first night we stayed in San Lius Obispo about 3 hrs South of here.  Crappy hotel (thanks to a baseball team of 9 yr olds running wild) but a neat town.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/SkxFSBZ_cbI/AAAAAAAABz0/kOcXYTz64Fc/s1600-h/CA+Road+Trip+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/SkxFSBZ_cbI/AAAAAAAABz0/kOcXYTz64Fc/s200/CA+Road+Trip+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The second and third night we stay in Santa Monica, just West of LA. When Archer was a baby we spent the 4th of July weekend in Santa Monica and really loved it. So we took the kids to the beach (crowded), the 3rd street Promenade (crowded, but has a Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tarpits.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;La Brea Tar Pits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; (fantastic!). For Father's Day the boys took Fred to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.medievaltimes.com/about_the_show/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Medieval Times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; and they had a great time yelling for their Knight. We also have a sushi favorite restaurant in Santa Monica, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sushiroku.com/sushiroku/index.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Sushi Roku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;,  and we decided to go even with the kids. They were the only kids in the place and we all had a great time! We fed them before, and Fred and I had a date night with the kids across the table! We kept them busy and said if they could eat all their rice with the chopsticks they could have ice cream afterwards. It worked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/SkxB0QTOBhI/AAAAAAAABzM/KkwHjkC7OYs/s1600-h/IMG_0650.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/SkxB0QTOBhI/AAAAAAAABzM/KkwHjkC7OYs/s200/IMG_0650.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The traffic in the LA area is just so ridiculous! Night, day, weekend, weekday, doesnt matter. The traffic doesnt move and its packed. It was bad enough for the weekend, I dont know how people maneuver it to get to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Finally we headed down to Carlabad, which is just North of San Diego. Carlsbad is right on the coast and it is where Legoland (=Holy Grail) is located. For the neophyte Legoland is like Disneyland, but with everything made out of Legos. Okay, its not THAT cool. Some stuff is made out of Legos, some stuff is based on Lego toys. The boys really, REALLY love Legoland. So we did two days there this time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/SkxB3ZLbCiI/AAAAAAAABzU/BWAnBRUjABY/s1600-h/IMG_0678.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/SkxB3ZLbCiI/AAAAAAAABzU/BWAnBRUjABY/s200/IMG_0678.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We also visited Seaworld, and as expected Skyler fell in love with Shamu. Shamu! Shamu! Shamu! Shamu was pretty cool I have to admit. Skyler also wanted to ride some of the more adventurous rides and Fred took him on one. Archer wont go near most of the rides! I kind of "accidentally" took Archer on Tower of Terror last year, and it traumatized us both. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/SkxE7IHhKhI/AAAAAAAABzs/pq7TTyCiq8A/s1600-h/CA+Road+Trip+306.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/SkxE7IHhKhI/AAAAAAAABzs/pq7TTyCiq8A/s200/CA+Road+Trip+306.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;On the way home we headed straight back on I5 and minus the minor emergency (see previous post) it probably would have taken only 6 hrs. We had a great vacation! Usually our trips are 4 nights max, so it was nice to really get away for so long. The boys were so great and got along so well. 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Other than Europe, this is the longest vacation we have ever taken! It was nice to really settle in and fully enjoy each place. Ill post all about the trip, especially Legoland later. But the big news is that was ran out of gas on the way home.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad always told me that on a road trip, never let a car go under a 1/4 tank and I have always followed that rule. Apparently, Fred has never heard of that rule! We were in I5 in Central &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;California where signs identified this patch of desert as a "&lt;a href="http://beetlebabee.wordpress.com/2009/06/01/dead-and-dying-californias-central-valley-dust-bowl/"&gt;Congress Created Dust Bow&lt;/a&gt;l" and enjoying the sites of dust devils that looked like actual tornadoes and 104 degree temps.  When BEEP! said the Prius. I asked "What was that?" "Gas" was the answer.  Are you kidding me? We had never driven on this long stretch of highway (we went South via 101/1) and it was a desert with 20+ miles between exits. One minute later the engine turned off and we coasted to the side and thankfully under an overpass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/SkkJ8LhR8tI/AAAAAAAABxY/_mnXg_n20gA/s200/2009-06-27+16.27.51.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352820561595724498" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, we called AAA and about an hour and 2 gallons of gas later the car still wouldnt start and had all sorts of emergency engine lights were flashing.  The kids were very hot and thirsty, somehow we had no water in the car! So they towed us to the next exit 17 miles away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fred was convinced we were having some engine problem and I was convinced we were out of gas. He insisted we were not of gas. The tower said something like 8 out of 10 times any problem he gets called on for a Prius is due to it running out of gas. And the Prius owners usually think they aren't out of gas.  After it was filled with gas and started a few times it was fine. So after 2hrs or so we were on our way again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I understand his thoughts. The Prius gets almost 50MPG and on the last bar he estimated he had 2 gallons left, so we could certainly make it to the next stop. But it turns out (after a little research on the iphone while waiting in the sun) in high heat the Prius's gas gauge is wonky and 50MPG is an average. Some miles you may get bad mileage depending on the terrain.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im sure he will be following Dad's 1/4 tank rule on a roadtrip from now on.&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/5848278213197219819-1784803887390973562?l=mommyknowseverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We've had visitors every weekend for the month of May! Family members from Tulsa and friends from Denver. It has kept us busy, from Monterey, the beach and San Fransisco. Both Archer and Skyler had friends visit, so it was special for the whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/Siim90pF_bI/AAAAAAAABwA/rQgF5GMgLds/s1600-h/IMG_0573.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/Siim90pF_bI/AAAAAAAABwA/rQgF5GMgLds/s200/IMG_0573.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While Dad and Rita visited we went to Half Moon bay. We started to turn West we saw a big cloud/fog bank on the hills and sure enough it was cold and cloudy at the beach! So not the best beach day! I think Ill get wet suits for the boys, since the cold doesn't keep them out of the water at all. Nor does the fact that I never bring towels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn't get to see Fred much. In fact I think they were here for two full days before they saw him AT ALL! He was busy up in San Fransisco at a big conference. Here is one of the interviews he conducted and explains what he is up too. He is now traveling Asia doing the same things there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dvqji5K-KN8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dvqji5K-KN8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Fred was goofing around, they gave me the day off and I ran as fast as I could to a day spa. I REALLY appreciated that. Actually they gave me the night off too, and Fred and I went to dinner (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shabu_shabu"&gt;Shabu Shabu&lt;/a&gt; anyone?!) and a movie (Angels and Demons).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys actually have a few new things for their &lt;a href="http://mysterytoyblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mystery Toy Blog &lt;/a&gt; too, so be sure to check it out with your kids and leave them a comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/SiinHcdmZpI/AAAAAAAABwI/9ql3RNLGEh0/s1600-h/IMG_0571.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/SiinHcdmZpI/AAAAAAAABwI/9ql3RNLGEh0/s200/IMG_0571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I always have more photos than I have words to spread the photos among! So Ill post a separate Slide show of them. I really love my iPhone for that fact alone. I never go more than a day or two without taking a photo. Not to mention I always have a video camera with me! Very handy. Ive had trouble with the iPhone lately though and Im blaming Fred. This was actually his phone (mine was an original iPhone, not 3G. I started using his "better" iPhone when he got an Android phone). When it was his phone, he would put it in his back pocket AND SIT ON IT, just as like an everyday thing. In case you don't know the iPhone screen is just glass. Glass. He also didn't use a protective cover/case. So now its mine and in hot weather the screen scrambles and it completely stops working. So if I go missing and you are unable to call/text/email/facebook/twitter me, I've died from inability to find my way home without my iPhone's GPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love from Cali...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5848278213197219819-2028274483758761131?l=mommyknowseverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Mom and Mike were here for a week and then we met up with some friends from Denver for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Mother's Day we went to San Fransisco and I was able to take Mom for afternoon tea at the &lt;a href="http://www.crownandcrumpet.com/"&gt;Crown and Crumpet&lt;/a&gt;. The thing is, I LOVE afternoon tea. LOVE IT. Endless tea pots (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lapsang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Souchong&lt;/span&gt; please) little sandwiches with the crusts cut off, scones with clotted cream and jam, and the chocolates and pastries. Actually, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; really like the last layer. (I'd trade you a scone for a chocolate any day, in case we are ever at tea together. But trading for food seems &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;unlady&lt;/span&gt; like...) The tea place is in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ghirardelli&lt;/span&gt; Square and we sat outside and had a view of the Bay and started with Champagne. It was great(*huge smile*)! Tea makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did the submarine at the wharf again. The boys love this and we should just get a membership to it. We need to spice up the trips to San Fransisco for the boys, because we seem to do the same things each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/ShBsTx8GrOI/AAAAAAAABt0/mtEN77X5olk/s1600-h/IMG_0459.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/ShBsTx8GrOI/AAAAAAAABt0/mtEN77X5olk/s200/IMG_0459.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Photo by Golden Gate: Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unsuccessful search for cheap parking: Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ice Cream at &lt;a href="http://www.ghirardellisq.com/ghirardellisq/food.php?id=16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ghirardelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch seals at wharf: Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forget to book Alcatraz: Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/ShBtAhYtx4I/AAAAAAAABuM/2D8xIpB7Dv4/s1600-h/IMG_0476.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336885414163498882" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/ShBtAhYtx4I/AAAAAAAABuM/2D8xIpB7Dv4/s200/IMG_0476.JPG" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are going again next weekend (more visitors from Denver) and the weekend after that too (Dad and Rita are coming) so we plan on actually booking Alcatraz ahead of time and actually doing it. The boys are desperate to go on a boat. We also want to ride bikes/walk across the Golden Gate, do a harbor sailing trip, ferry to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sausalito&lt;/span&gt; and make it to Union Square.&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also introduced Mom to &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/us/en/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . Its awesome. It took all day. We even had lunch in the cafeteria. Then also introduced her to Iced Tea with Pearls (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Bobo&lt;/span&gt; or Bubble tea). Its also awesome.  Its tea with little tapioca balls in the bottom that you suck up through the straw. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like tapioca, but I love this tea and its a special treat Ill save for visitors! Kim and I tried it together and were hooked (after being mildly grossed out)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/ShBtA40g_lI/AAAAAAAABuc/POR3PtFYoJU/s1600/IMG_0479.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336885420454116946" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/ShBtA40g_lI/AAAAAAAABuc/POR3PtFYoJU/s200/IMG_0479.JPG" style="height: 200px; margin-top: 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday we went to &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&amp;amp;source=s_d&amp;amp;saddr=Los+Altos,+CA&amp;amp;daddr=37.158128,-121.70105+to:Monterey,+CA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;mra=dpe&amp;amp;mrcr=0&amp;amp;mrsp=1&amp;amp;sz=9&amp;amp;via=1&amp;amp;sll=36.98658,-121.930525&amp;amp;sspn=1.366758,2.911377&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Monterey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to meet a family from Denver here for a convention. One of their younger kids came up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Rotovirus&lt;/span&gt; so we just took their son that is Archer's age to lunch and then to Del Monte Beach. Had a great day at the beach! Flew kites, dug in the sand. We ended up having him stay the night and met up with his parents at the airport this morning. At the beach the boys found huge clusters of ladybugs. Here they are climbing all over Archer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/ShBtAdYWNVI/AAAAAAAABuE/9ubfHv6Qdbo/s1600-h/IMG_0469.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336885413088212306" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKsMMcRUcmA/ShBtAdYWNVI/AAAAAAAABuE/9ubfHv6Qdbo/s200/IMG_0469.JPG" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fred was in a strange mood and both Sat/Sun constantly made wrong turns and missed exits. Constantly! Even to the airport, to places we had been before. Id look up and say, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt; this doesn't look right. I'd say "You know you missed the turn for (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Monterey&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Gilroy&lt;/span&gt;/Airport/San Jose/Los Altos/&lt;insert any="" city="" here=""&gt;)". Somehow he always said it was my fault. Apparently the aloof comment 10 minutes ago about crooked streets in California was actually "Is this my exit" and I'd apparently answer "No, it is not, keep driving". By the way, that never happened. &lt;/insert&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;insert any="" city="" here=""&gt;The kids have decided Dad likes to take the LONG CUT, as opposed to the much preferred SHORT CUT. We will call him WRONG WAY FRED or LONG CUT FRED for a few days until he turns back into his superhero self that can navigate the autobahn or Paris subterranean parking lots with ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Mother's Day the boys will be giving me a full service spa treatment. You read that right... they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get me full service spa treatment, they are giving me full service spa treatment. Painting my toes, foot/back massage and facial. Its all part of the California Budget Deficit plan. I'll let you know how it goes, but I'm looking forward to it. Its scheduled for this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/insert&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/5848278213197219819-7254906577538036130?l=mommyknowseverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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