<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:42:35.105-05:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>The Memmesheimers</title><subtitle type='html'>A periodic, episodic and unpredictable report on the Memmesheimer family</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-325331187237877841</id><published>2008-11-01T12:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:13:37.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Halloween&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graham was a vampire for Halloween -- he really got into the act!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-49096bd425209eaf" 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href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/325331187237877841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=325331187237877841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/325331187237877841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/325331187237877841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-graham-was-vampire-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-4298450123196157544</id><published>2008-11-01T11:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:05:35.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/SQyMN3cTr7I/AAAAAAAAADA/6zS6p2GjdpQ/s1600-h/DSC00085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263736234338135986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/SQyMN3cTr7I/AAAAAAAAADA/6zS6p2GjdpQ/s320/DSC00085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First Day of School&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Graham started public kindergarten on September 2nd. Here's the proof! He's in afternoon kindergarten at the Mast Way School. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what Graham has say:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great September day. The sun was shining. I loved my first ride on teh bus. I have to ride the bus even though the school is right aroudn the corner. I ride on four different busses because I have a busy schedule -- and I know it better than all the adults!&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/20384363-4298450123196157544?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/4298450123196157544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=4298450123196157544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/4298450123196157544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/4298450123196157544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-day-of-school-graham-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/SQyMN3cTr7I/AAAAAAAAADA/6zS6p2GjdpQ/s72-c/DSC00085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-434366637894167937</id><published>2008-10-30T12:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T12:05:08.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleah</title><content type='html'>I really dislike this time of year -- after the leaves have shown off their fantastic colors and before the snow falls.  It's a time in our family when life gets out of control -- there are five birthdays in three weeks, plus Halloween.  There's too much sugar, excitement and craziness.  The extra hour of sleep for daylight savings time doesn't help a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in this dark time, I have found a new light -- Facebook!  I have been keeping up to date with that.  Check me out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-434366637894167937?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/434366637894167937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=434366637894167937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/434366637894167937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/434366637894167937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2008/10/bleah.html' title='Bleah'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-4106605047564566145</id><published>2008-05-10T09:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T09:40:18.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring has Sprung</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/SCWztKrX6UI/AAAAAAAAACw/NqjEnVqBirA/s1600-h/DSC02405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198758933410867522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/SCWztKrX6UI/AAAAAAAAACw/NqjEnVqBirA/s320/DSC02405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I give up. All attempts to be regular at blogging have failed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Graham has acquired two new girl cousins since my last entry -- Sydney joined sister Autumn in Northville, Michigan in August, and Adelaide became Kyle and Melissa's first child in March. She is being christened this weekend and her paternal grandparents are getting to see her for the first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have had LONG winter, but it is finally over. Even Graham said by late February that he was "done" with winter. We nearly hit a hundred year snow record, and ended up with the second snowiest winter since records were kept in New Hampshire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a picture from a visit to the ocean two weeks ago -- this is an "action" photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-4106605047564566145?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/4106605047564566145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=4106605047564566145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/4106605047564566145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/4106605047564566145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2008/05/spring-has-sprung.html' title='Spring has Sprung'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/SCWztKrX6UI/AAAAAAAAACw/NqjEnVqBirA/s72-c/DSC02405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-8261564266355051853</id><published>2007-09-05T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T20:43:03.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Ashlyn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/Rt9a-Zy3HXI/AAAAAAAAACo/ZI08s7RZt0A/s1600-h/DSC01877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106900530584034674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/Rt9a-Zy3HXI/AAAAAAAAACo/ZI08s7RZt0A/s320/DSC01877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Graham has a new cousin on the Memmesheimer side -- Ashlyn Elise Comerford. She was born on April 18, 2007. We got our first peek at her on Memorial Day, when Anne and Hank hosted a barbeque for all the kids. Chris and Christine made the trip, too, so all the cousins played in the sprinkler while Ashlyn watched. Here's Graham checking her out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-8261564266355051853?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/8261564266355051853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=8261564266355051853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/8261564266355051853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/8261564266355051853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2007/09/baby-ashlyn.html' title='Baby Ashlyn'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/Rt9a-Zy3HXI/AAAAAAAAACo/ZI08s7RZt0A/s72-c/DSC01877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-4115580105737813866</id><published>2007-09-05T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T20:39:36.507-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing Derby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/Rt9aS5y3HWI/AAAAAAAAACg/uygR-eSDv-c/s1600-h/DSC01850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106899783259725154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/Rt9aS5y3HWI/AAAAAAAAACg/uygR-eSDv-c/s320/DSC01850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to be left in the dust by his cousin, Graham too participated in a fishing derby. Here's one of him with a catch. Of the three kids who went together with their dads, Graham was the youngest and caught the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Graham has become really good friends with a neighbor who is about six months older than he is. Jordan has slightly different interests, and a different "style" than Graham (perhaps because he's a middle child between two sisters) and has been a good friend. Graham, Jordan and his older sister Madison participated in the fishing derby. Not a one of them would eat at the fish fry that followed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-4115580105737813866?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/4115580105737813866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=4115580105737813866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/4115580105737813866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/4115580105737813866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2007/09/fishing-derby.html' title='Fishing Derby'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/Rt9aS5y3HWI/AAAAAAAAACg/uygR-eSDv-c/s72-c/DSC01850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-8748995555238917805</id><published>2007-09-05T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T20:34:45.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mea Culpa</title><content type='html'>Man, am I bad at this keeping in touch stuff.  I'll get the kinks worked out eventually.  I'm going to try to recap the summer for you, since it's now fall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-8748995555238917805?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/8748995555238917805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=8748995555238917805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/8748995555238917805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/8748995555238917805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2007/09/mea-culpa.html' title='Mea Culpa'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-8023178258091896601</id><published>2007-05-22T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T06:11:26.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Show 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RlQgNoo628I/AAAAAAAAACQ/VjJei8zvKx4/s1600-h/DSC01813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067710899318086594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RlQgNoo628I/AAAAAAAAACQ/VjJei8zvKx4/s320/DSC01813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each year, Graham's school holds an art show where the child care center is transformed into an art museum. The director introduces herself to each visitor to the museum as the curator, and makes the student the art museum guide. Graham chose for us to see the kindergarten room first, rather than his own room, mostly so he could explore where he would be going this summer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graham's class has been studying all things medieval -- knights, castles, dragons, princes and princesses -- including chivalric behavior. The other night I was bestowed with the most solemn bow in place of a "you're welcome". He also explained to me how people must address a king -- apparently they appointed "king/queen for a day" and Graham got to be the first child to be king. I am greatly appreciative that he did not inform us of this when he got home, but otherwise acted in a normal fashion. I was informed a few days later of his gracious behavior and good sportsmanship as king. The children made a castle out of recycled products, made flags for the castle, made shields, and worked with modeling clay to build something related to knights. For reasons only known to him, Graham decided to make "an alien king who lives in the castle and has many knight students and lives with his alien queen". There was also a display relating to a sand castle that they built in which each child was quoted regarding what they learned about castles. Graham said "I know everything about dragons. I know everything about everything. Frost dragons are nice and cold and fire dragons are hot and full of fire." Wonder where he learned to know everything about everything! His father says that's my fault -- I would tend to agree. I've included a picture of his flag above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RlQgv4o629I/AAAAAAAAACY/oCYhqaaYB0o/s1600-h/DSC01734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067711487728606162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RlQgv4o629I/AAAAAAAAACY/oCYhqaaYB0o/s320/DSC01734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Graham has still not shown much interest in drawing actual shapes and people, although he can when pressed. He likes the Jackson Pollock method the best, and may be working on some other methods for which I do not know if there is a name. A lot of his people have only one eye, and they have many legs.  This is a drawing he did on his magnadoodle of our family.  Don't ask me who is who.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-8023178258091896601?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/8023178258091896601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=8023178258091896601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/8023178258091896601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/8023178258091896601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2007/05/art-show-2007.html' title='Art Show 2007'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RlQgNoo628I/AAAAAAAAACQ/VjJei8zvKx4/s72-c/DSC01813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-5975075279849086190</id><published>2007-05-22T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T21:03:33.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugaring 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RlOdvIo623I/AAAAAAAAAB4/aXFIHEJzh8c/s1600-h/DSC01791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067567438820465522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RlOdvIo623I/AAAAAAAAAB4/aXFIHEJzh8c/s320/DSC01791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, global warming has affected the sugaring here in New Hampshire. We kept waiting and waiting and waiting for Popa to call and tell us that he needed our help sugaring, but the call never came. We all thought (and Mom dreaded) that the big run would come while Popa was in Florida with his golf team, but it was bitterly cold that week, luck for Mom! But not so lucky for Autumn who left a message on Popa's answering machine that he played over and over to encourage him in his task "please, Poppy, I &lt;u&gt;need&lt;/u&gt; more syrup!" I think he ended up making less than a gallon -- and he usually makes 10!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Graham had fun, nonetheless. And I think he made himself sick from eating too much syrup. We had sugar on snow, too! I'm not sure what's going on in this picture, but it looks like there's some big decision being made, don't you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-5975075279849086190?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/5975075279849086190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=5975075279849086190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/5975075279849086190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/5975075279849086190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2007/05/sugaring.html' title='Sugaring 2007'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RlOdvIo623I/AAAAAAAAAB4/aXFIHEJzh8c/s72-c/DSC01791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-2019428472740746797</id><published>2007-05-22T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T20:51:13.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, so I am not so reliable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RlOcK4o622I/AAAAAAAAABw/c9t1JgY9zPY/s1600-h/DSC01748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067565716538579810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RlOcK4o622I/AAAAAAAAABw/c9t1JgY9zPY/s320/DSC01748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, my intentions were good, but then I actually starting (collective gasp!) trying to exercise in the morning before Graham got up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; that was the only time I had to myself. Well, tonight, Mr. Graham &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;asked&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (yes, you read that right) to sleep in his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;own bed&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt; I am going to win this battle yet! So, I got some extra time to work on my pathetic attempts at blogging. And, of course, I found that Melissa and Deana were ahead of me again, and I had to at least catch up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we've been busy since February, but it's all the same old stuff. We're still searching for answers for Chuck's problems, but are now finally being pointed to the Boston hospitals, which relieves me a great deal. He's scheduled for an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;EMG&lt;/span&gt; in June and we'll see what that tells us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Graham has grown by leaps and bounds. I haven't measured him lately, but he seems to have shot up an inch in the last two weeks. He's getting ready to transition to the kindergarten program at our child care center, and he is really excited. The best part for him is that they won't make him take a one-hour "nap". He is still a year away from public kindergarten, which is fine given his level of activity and (in) attention level. The only bummer is that his new "best friend" from our neighborhood will be going to public school this fall and I think there will be some drama associated with that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-2019428472740746797?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/2019428472740746797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=2019428472740746797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/2019428472740746797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/2019428472740746797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-so-i-am-not-so-reliable.html' title='Okay, so I am not so reliable'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RlOcK4o622I/AAAAAAAAABw/c9t1JgY9zPY/s72-c/DSC01748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-4609496267132840048</id><published>2007-02-20T06:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T18:51:34.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Time on Skis!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RdrdKFWZvuI/AAAAAAAAABg/nsucNKr_PC8/s1600-h/DSC01693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033578698844520162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RdrdKFWZvuI/AAAAAAAAABg/nsucNKr_PC8/s320/DSC01693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Graham tried out a pair of cross-country skis that were a little too big for him, but he did REALLY well. He went around and around and around the house. This was before our Valentine's Day snow storm, so he was operating on nearly sheer ice! I only saw one fall, and it wasn't too traumatic (unlike what I recall from my own first attempts at skiing!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-4609496267132840048?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/4609496267132840048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=4609496267132840048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/4609496267132840048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/4609496267132840048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2007/02/first-time-on-skis.html' title='First Time on Skis!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RdrdKFWZvuI/AAAAAAAAABg/nsucNKr_PC8/s72-c/DSC01693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-365849465116339997</id><published>2007-02-20T06:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T18:48:20.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter and the Wolf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RdrbuVWZvtI/AAAAAAAAABQ/r9LIWyqpZxU/s1600-h/DSC01727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033577122591522514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RdrbuVWZvtI/AAAAAAAAABQ/r9LIWyqpZxU/s320/DSC01727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Graham has had a fascination with music since he was very little. He could sing “Take Me Out to the Ball Game” at 15 months old (although, strangely, he does not know the song now) and we have a great recording of him playing Grandma’s piano in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jaffrey&lt;/span&gt; and singing “Twinkle Twinkle, Little Star” on Mother’s Day 2004 (he was 18 months old). We tried &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kindermusic&lt;/span&gt; which went well the first time, but the second time he was with a group of kids who had not been in care outside of the home and had a hard time socializing with other kids. Of course, you probably know about the request to Santa last Christmas for a ukulele.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, we went to see the New Hampshire Philharmonic perform Prokofiev’s Peter and the Wolf. The program included Vivaldi’s Four Seasons, 1st Movement (Spring) and a short Mozart piece. The story of Peter was told by local radio personality Laura &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Knoy&lt;/span&gt;, a mother of two boys about Graham’s age. Chuck knows her from his days at the Concord YMCA where she taught aerobic classes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RdrbcVWZvsI/AAAAAAAAABI/_ukegLiGSKE/s1600-h/DSC01730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033576813353877186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RdrbcVWZvsI/AAAAAAAAABI/_ukegLiGSKE/s320/DSC01730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graham was quite surprised at the sound that that many instruments made. I think when he saw the number of musicians, he thought it would be really loud, but it was pleasant. The clapping was the worst in his view! Following the performance, some of musicians made themselves available for the children to look at and, in some cases, play the instruments. He was disappointed that there was no tuba, but when he got to play the bass drum and the timpani, I think he got over it. He also helped play the violin (regular and child-sized), cello and trombone.&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/20384363-365849465116339997?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/365849465116339997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=365849465116339997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/365849465116339997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/365849465116339997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2007/02/peter-and-wolf.html' title='Peter and the Wolf'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RdrbuVWZvtI/AAAAAAAAABQ/r9LIWyqpZxU/s72-c/DSC01727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-8209100020048438474</id><published>2007-02-20T06:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T18:49:21.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's Handiwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RdraUlWZvrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ul1D87h-yJU/s1600-h/DSC01724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033575580698263218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RdraUlWZvrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ul1D87h-yJU/s320/DSC01724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandma thought she'd get back into the crafty thing with the advent of grandparenthood. So, she decided to knit sweaters! Graham chose the puffins and Grandma performed the work. Fortunately, she finished before he grew any more! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-8209100020048438474?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/8209100020048438474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=8209100020048438474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/8209100020048438474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/8209100020048438474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2007/02/grandmas-handiwork.html' title='Grandma&apos;s Handiwork'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RdraUlWZvrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ul1D87h-yJU/s72-c/DSC01724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-9051102559939891186</id><published>2007-02-20T05:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T18:49:54.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas times 3?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RdrVQVWZvqI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QHzPGLZUY-A/s1600-h/DSC01683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033570010125680290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RdrVQVWZvqI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QHzPGLZUY-A/s320/DSC01683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went up to Mimi Debbie's in Wilder, Vermont on January 20th to celebrate Christmas with the extended Houghton family. We had a great time playing (wildly) with Zinn and Jack. It was extremely cold, but the boys got a little outside time. They also jumped on Mimi's small trampoline, played knights, and pig-piled on Laurie in Mimi's bed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-9051102559939891186?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/9051102559939891186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=9051102559939891186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/9051102559939891186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/9051102559939891186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2007/02/christmas-times-3.html' title='Christmas times 3?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RdrVQVWZvqI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QHzPGLZUY-A/s72-c/DSC01683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-3031016929918981885</id><published>2007-01-26T06:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T18:50:25.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's Winter?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/Rbnttf9RipI/AAAAAAAAAAk/V-IhJhfB1rE/s1600-h/DSC01656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024308225236896402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/Rbnttf9RipI/AAAAAAAAAAk/V-IhJhfB1rE/s320/DSC01656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The first week of January was rather odd around here. On the first Saturday of the New Year, it was over 70 degrees!!! So, what do yo do when it's that nice? You go to the ocean, of course. We weren't the only ones with this idea, but we had a nice visit and then went out to dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course, now winter has returned with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vengeance&lt;/span&gt;. It was 5 below this morning!&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/20384363-3031016929918981885?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/3031016929918981885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=3031016929918981885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/3031016929918981885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/3031016929918981885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2007/01/wheres-winter.html' title='Where&apos;s Winter?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/Rbnttf9RipI/AAAAAAAAAAk/V-IhJhfB1rE/s72-c/DSC01656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-1597634526319585987</id><published>2007-01-26T06:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T18:51:16.761-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/Rbnpqv9RinI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYOihEamFSc/s1600-h/DSC01552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024303779945745010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/Rbnpqv9RinI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYOihEamFSc/s320/DSC01552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, I fell off the blogging wagon, but I'm back and ready to roll! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Graham nicely provided us with a lovely bug from school two weeks before Christmas that had us all flat on our backs for a full week -- and then we just coughed our way into the New Year. It set back our grand plans of having all the shopping, baking and wrapping done before the weekend of Christmas! We got it done, but it wasn't pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to a local tree farm to get our tree. Graham met a friend from school and played hide and go seek among the trees while we selected a nice tree. Emma made friends, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Christmas Eve, our family lit the candles in the Advent Wreath at church. Graham got itchy, but wanted to stay for singing "Silent Night" by candlelight. So he and Chuck went to the nursery to play tic-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tac&lt;/span&gt;-toe for a while, and then he got to hold his candle and sing "the most beautiful Christmas song".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We wrote a note to Santa that asked for a piece of coal because Graham wanted to know what it looked like (we'd been threatening that if he didn't calm down, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt; would put coal in his stocking). Santa wrote back that he didn't have any extra coal to give Graham because it was in high demand this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RbnqyP9RioI/AAAAAAAAAAU/B4lWU8Mi1lw/s1600-h/DSC01602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024305008306391682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/RbnqyP9RioI/AAAAAAAAAAU/B4lWU8Mi1lw/s320/DSC01602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gramma&lt;/span&gt; and Papa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Houghton&lt;/span&gt; came over after their Christmas Eve service and were here in the morning for the chaos. Graham ripped through those presents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/20384363-1597634526319585987?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/1597634526319585987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=1597634526319585987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/1597634526319585987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/1597634526319585987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2007/01/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mCNDY6ZeULM/Rbnpqv9RinI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYOihEamFSc/s72-c/DSC01552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-116614060694173303</id><published>2006-12-14T18:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T18:53:05.572-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2340/2041/1600/661614/DSC01508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2340/2041/320/705740/DSC01508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Memmesheimer&lt;/span&gt; Thanksgiving as all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Houghtons&lt;/span&gt; were across the world and country! We went to Grandma and Grandpa Hastings for a traditional Thanksgiving Dinner, with all the aunts and uncles and cousins. It was rainy, but the kids did pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Graham, Chuck and I went on an indoor camping adventure at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gramma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Popa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Houghtons&lt;/span&gt; -- they'd been gone for weeks and it was a little nippy, but we warmed it up and checked all the beds (they worked fine) and found a surprise or two of the animal kind, but otherwise, we were sure that the place would be ready for their return the next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, we went to Keene to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Gammie&lt;/span&gt; and Papa Hank's to play with the cousins. We went to the playground at Jonathan Daniels Elementary School (where Chuck and his siblings went to school and Kyle had his first teaching job). This picture is some kids trying to get past the troll (Christine). Adam wanted to be on the blog again, and here he is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-116614060694173303?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/116614060694173303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=116614060694173303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/116614060694173303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/116614060694173303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2006/12/thanksgiving-2006.html' title='Thanksgiving 2006'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-116614027937520334</id><published>2006-12-14T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T18:51:19.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahoy, Matey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2340/2041/1600/994071/DSC01476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2340/2041/320/301272/DSC01476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Graham with his pirate ship -- you'll note that he's extremely unhappy with it. He has come to love pirates as a result of spending the whole month of October pretending to be one, reading about them, drawing treasure maps, hiding treasure and playing on the big ship climbing structure at school. He got the "aargh" down pretty good, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While opening the pirate present he said, "This is the best birthday I've ever had in my life!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graham has been making up some pretty good stories and has some pretty quotable things to say. For example, he had a stomach bug and was having some gingerale after an unpleasant middle-of-the-night surprise (all over his bed) and was upset because "one of the jumpy things from the gingerale got in my eye!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wrote this letter about the time of his birthday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Daddy, I wish you could stay with me every day. I would like Daddy to stay with me all day and all night, but when I want him to leave, I want him to leave. Daddy, I want you and me to be married when I'm a grown-up and we're at our wedding. The End."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after a bad departure from school one day, I got this note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Mommy, I wish you wouldn't leave without any extra kisses. Tonight I want extra kisses please. Miss you. Graham"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-116614027937520334?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/116614027937520334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=116614027937520334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/116614027937520334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/116614027937520334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2006/12/ahoy-matey.html' title='Ahoy, Matey!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-116613981384729861</id><published>2006-12-14T18:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T18:43:33.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fourth Birthday, Graham</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2340/2041/1600/310457/DSC01462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2340/2041/320/456485/DSC01462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graham celebrated his fourth birthday on November 15th. He requested a "private" party with just Mom and Dad. Despite our misgivings, we honored the request (at the suggestion of some experienced early childhood folks). This is Graham getting his first look at his "Cars" cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, was he excited! He got the "Cars" movie, an inflatable "Cars" chair, some "Cars" cars, a pirate ship for the tub and a Magnadoodle! It was tough, but he finally went to sleep that night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-116613981384729861?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/116613981384729861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=116613981384729861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/116613981384729861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/116613981384729861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-fourth-birthday-graham.html' title='Happy Fourth Birthday, Graham'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-116367883824618722</id><published>2006-11-16T06:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T06:49:32.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Full of Promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/DSC01449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/DSC01449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you know, we have had a trying fall. This is a picture of Graham playing in leaves on the morning of October 21, 2006 -- Chuck's 41st birthday. We had a nice morning with special doughnuts and presents for Daddy. But by noon, Chuck was in such distress (dizziness, nausea, confusion and pain) that he called the doctor and was instructed to go to the hospital. He spent a very upsetting afternoon at the emergency room, where some strange diagnoses were suggested, and finally was told he was being transferred by ambulance to Lahey Clinic for a neurology consultation. He was summarily discharged by the neurologist on Sunday morning, and sent home, not feeling much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We followed up with his primary care doctor. He reccommended two things: stop taking all medication, and then scheduled him for a consultation with a local neurologist, who suggested that he might have something called BPPV (Benign Paroxysmal Positional Vertigo), a condition of the inner ear caused by debris floating in that shell-like shape and referred him to an audiologist. The audiologist says its not BPPV, but that he has permanent damage to his vestibular nerve causing the dizziness and nausea. She has recommended three months of physical therapy to learn how to compensate for the deficit. There has been no reason given for the nerve damage. It can be caused by inflammation in the inner ear damaging the nerve, such as from a virus or infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His joint pain has lessened to a degree, but is still present. He is not taking any arthritis medications anymore, just Advil and Tylenol. We've been fighting with the insurance company to get the necessary equipment for Chuck's sleep apnea. He got it yesterday, and we will see if that relieves his fatigue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-116367883824618722?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/116367883824618722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=116367883824618722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/116367883824618722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/116367883824618722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2006/11/day-full-of-promise.html' title='A Day Full of Promise'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-116367767411480022</id><published>2006-11-16T06:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T06:47:54.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/DSC01458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/DSC01458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a visit from a superhero at our house on Halloween weekend! Mr. Incredible arrived on Friday night when he attended the annual Harvest Festival at Live and Learn, stayed on Saturday when he had his haircut, showed off to his Gammie and Popa at Garrett's birthday celebration, went (speed) trick or treating on Monday, and attended Preschool on Tuesday. It was a whirlwind visit, but definitely enjoyed by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, October 30, we went to see The Wiggles Live! It was exciting, but the show was just a little too long for Graham -- he made it to the end, barely. He danced and sang and yelled "Wake up, Jeff!" He also went to the edge of the seats so he could talk to Murray (the red one), and that was the highlight of that visit. "Murray said 'hi' to me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rushed back to Lee after the show to particpate in Lee's trick or treat. We headed out as soon as the costume was on. We headed down the connecting dead end street to find one of his buddies, Trinity (who was Cinderella). We found her and went door to door as fast as Mr. Incredible can go. It was a race to every door! Interestingly enough, he really did eat much of the candy. It was the collecting that was fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-116367767411480022?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/116367767411480022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=116367767411480022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/116367767411480022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/116367767411480022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2006/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-116208085721639152</id><published>2006-10-28T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T19:14:17.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma Hastings' 85th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/DSC01440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/DSC01440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On October 14th, we went to Gilsum to celebrate Grandma Hastings' 85th birthday! It was a great fall day and the cousins Graham, Katie and Jon had a wonderful time. Garrett came, too, but he didn't jump off any rocks -- that was the highlight of the day for Graham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited with Grandma and Popa Houghton for the first time in a while and were surprised at how many goldfish can multiply in a pond in a few months! Graham checked out his "scary forest" and made sure that "Autumn's Bunny Trail" was in good order. We also checked out all the scarecrows in downtown Jaffrey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-116208085721639152?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/116208085721639152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=116208085721639152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/116208085721639152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/116208085721639152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2006/10/grandma-hastings-85th-birthday.html' title='Grandma Hastings&apos; 85th Birthday'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-116073956902173943</id><published>2006-10-13T06:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T06:39:29.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/DSC01396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/DSC01396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck had been invited to a wedding of two co-workers, so Graham went to Sleepy Hollow with Grandma and Popa all by himself! He ran them ragged, and had the first bad dream that he was able to tell us about. It involved a long slide and monsters who ran away when Graham burped! The mind of a three year old at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was a traditional Greek affair, and Chuck and I had a very good time. I picked up Graham on Sunday from the Hollow. Here's a picture of Graham stomping in some puddles with his umbrella.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-116073956902173943?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/116073956902173943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=116073956902173943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/116073956902173943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/116073956902173943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2006/10/labor-day-2006.html' title='Labor Day 2006'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-116073825436777528</id><published>2006-10-13T05:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T06:39:55.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lee Country Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/DSC01409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/DSC01409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/DSC01406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/DSC01406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a little behind on retelling the events of our summer, but I'll keep working on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second weekend in September brings the Lee Country Fair. It's the best little fair I've ever been too, and Graham &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; it. He asks about it starting with warm weather. The main reason is the coolest competition I've ever seen -- the Pedal Tractor Pull! Graham participated last year, and has spent all summer "training" for this year's event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pedal Tractor Pull is exactly what it sounds like -- little kids pedaling toy tractors, and pulling skids with bricks on them! They pedal on a track made of plywood that's about 30 feet long. Last year, Graham made it about half-way. This year, he went off the track! He had a great time, and very proud of himself. He didn't win a trophy, but did get a ribbon and a t-shirt which he proudly wears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures are in reverse order, but this gives you an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graham also experienced helium balloons at the Lee Country Fair for the first time -- I think we lost two to outer space, and popped one. He ate cotton candy and played games for prizes -- in all a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-116073825436777528?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/116073825436777528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=116073825436777528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/116073825436777528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/116073825436777528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2006/10/lee-country-fair.html' title='Lee Country Fair'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-115874955643177167</id><published>2006-09-20T05:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T09:05:17.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I climbed Mount Washington</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/DSC01360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/DSC01360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the final day of our vacation, we drove up Mount Washington. It was an "iffy" day down in the valley, but when we reached the peak, it was clear and we could see all around us. It was not sunny, but the clouds were high above us. We arrived just as the cog railway arrived, and Graham was fascinated with the steam. I think it may have helped him understand Thomas the Tank Engine a little bit more. We went into the observatory, checked out the Tip Top House, climbed to the actual summit, and watched the train. The way down was interesting in that the brakes were smoking -- the van doesn't have that low a gear to hold it back so we had to stop many times to cool off the brakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Graham and Papa at the summit. No, Graham is not wearing orange diapers.  He is potty-trained!  We left Gramma and Papa's camper in Conway, and unloaded stuff from our van into theirs, and unfortunately, the long pants we'd set out for Graham got transferred. He's wearing one of Chuck's fleeces upside-down on his legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Graham was at the playground telling everyone that he climbed Mount Washington. He got some pretty strange looks from the adults, until he finally admitted that he went in the car!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-115874955643177167?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/115874955643177167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=115874955643177167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/115874955643177167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/115874955643177167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-climbed-mount-washington.html' title='I climbed Mount Washington'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-115874901435562244</id><published>2006-09-20T05:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T05:57:34.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What was that noise?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/DSC01332.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/DSC01332.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graham's daycare closes for a week at the end of summer, so I decided it was a perfect time to take some time off myself and do a few fun things. We took all the kids to a place called Charmingfare Farm in Candia, New Hampshire. It's somewhat like the Friendly Farm (for you NH people), but it has more exotic native (and not so native) animals. There were the usual farm animals, raccoons, porcupines, bears, mountain lions, reindeer, camels, lynx, wolverines, and a few other animals I can't remember. When we were visiting with the goats, they got a little wild and ripped the feed bag out of my pocket and ate our map, so I don't have a reference anymore. As we were leaving, we were saying good-bye to the llamas and one made a very strange noise, which Graham continues to imitate and say "but the llama did it!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-115874901435562244?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/115874901435562244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=115874901435562244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/115874901435562244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/115874901435562244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-was-that-noise.html' title='What was that noise?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-115874857753884582</id><published>2006-09-20T05:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T09:08:56.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/DSC01335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/DSC01335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our first family vacation in a while when Graham's school was closed. Garrett even came with us! We wanted to try camping with Graham, but were a little nervous about how it would go. We shouldn't have worried. He loved it! He enjoyed going in and out of the tent, the campfire and following Papa around. As Chuck has good days and bad, I asked my Mom and Dad if they could come in the event I couldn't manage the tent and stuff like that by myself. We went to Ossipee and stayed in a big campground with a lake and pools, so Graham got to try out his swimming.  And, of course, he had to go in the pool even though it was barely 70 degrees out!  We rented kayaks and went for a "paddle" on the lake -- I just stuck Graham in front of me and it worked quite well. We ate s'mores each night, and it was overall pretty successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the boys in the tent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-115874857753884582?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/115874857753884582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=115874857753884582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/115874857753884582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/115874857753884582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2006/09/vacation.html' title='Vacation!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-115612439976352412</id><published>2006-08-20T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T20:39:59.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer's End</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/Swimming%202006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/Swimming%202006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday marked the end of the summer session at Graham's school. In a week, he will move to the older group in preschool, with two new/different teachers than last year.  He'll be one step closer to his goal of being "big". As part of the end of summer rituals, Graham received a certificate for his swim lessons, and a special gift from his teachers. (see picture)! We're not getting a straight answer on what the whole "starfish poisonsharks" thing is about, but I'm guessing that's the name the five three-year-olds that made up his class came up with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're taking a vacation this week -- our first together in some time. We're going camping with Grandma and Papa in Ossipee on Wednesday -- this is a test!  Depending what we feel like, we might head to Conway or check out Mount Washington, or we might stay by the pool and lake all day.  If all goes well, we'll stay until Saturday, if not, oh well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-115612439976352412?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/115612439976352412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=115612439976352412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/115612439976352412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/115612439976352412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2006/08/summers-end.html' title='Summer&apos;s End'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-115572773946184858</id><published>2006-08-16T06:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T06:28:59.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look, no hands!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/ONG&amp;A%20in%20pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/ONG%26A%20in%20pool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graham has been taking swim lessons this summer, and in the last week (since Autumn's visit, at least), he has really made a giant leap in his progress. I think we can officially call him a swimmer.  He can swim alone with just swimmies and no help. He experimented with this with Gramma and Papa when they were here two weeks ago, and now he's taken off. He also will now put his face in the water completely, and has taken to floating on his back in the tub as a way of practicing (it also cuts down on the hair-washing conflict!).  I am of the distinct impression that Autumn's abilities (which surpass his) had something to do with this.  Ah, peer pressure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going camping next week, and I found a place with a pool and a lake, so he should get plenty of practice. I think he's more excited about s'mores but it's hard to tell!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-115572773946184858?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/115572773946184858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=115572773946184858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/115572773946184858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/115572773946184858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2006/08/look-no-hands.html' title='Look, no hands!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-115490857449965628</id><published>2006-08-06T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T18:56:14.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimmy the boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/Kim%20%20%20cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/Kim%20%20%20cousins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/Graham%20in%20pond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/Graham%20in%20pond.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/GAZ%20on%20bunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/GAZ%20on%20bunk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deana e-mailed me a couple of photos from last Sunday at the Hollow with the cousins. We've attached one of Graham in the pond, the cousins &amp;amp; Kim, and cousins on the top bunk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-115490857449965628?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/115490857449965628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=115490857449965628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/115490857449965628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/115490857449965628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2006/08/swimmy-boy.html' title='Swimmy the boy'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-115468891918876496</id><published>2006-08-04T05:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T05:55:19.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/DSC01293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/DSC01293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a big family week. On Sunday, Graham and I went up to Vermont (I forgot my digital camera, so no shots of this until people e-mail me photos!) to see Autumn, Kris, Deana, Grandma Norma, "Poppy", Mimi Debbie, Laurie, Zinn, Jack-Jack and Dave. It was a beautiful summer day and the three-year olds LOVED the water. They floated boats, took a trip through the culvert and tried out the pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, Kris, Deana and Autumn came for a visit to our house. Grandma and Papa came the next day and camped nearby where they had a pool. The two kids got along great, but going to bed was a little difficult for each of them! We took Autumn to the beach, where her parents were really not excited about the water temperature (63 degrees), but she didn't mind! Because it was REALLY hot, we only stayed a little while, and then headed for the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an early birthday party for Kim, with Grandma making an Autumn-safe cake and the three year olds playing the birthday song on some really loud instruments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-115468891918876496?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/115468891918876496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=115468891918876496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/115468891918876496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/115468891918876496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2006/08/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-115270000488554143</id><published>2006-07-12T05:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T05:39:06.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So what else do you want to know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/100_1609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/100_1609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try to catch up for several months of not communicating with people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another out-of-order picture from this spring at Grandma and Papa Owen's house.  This is Graham operating Papa's remote control boat on his new pond.  There sure are a lot of fun things to do at Papa's -- throw stones in the pond, ride in the pickup truck, and sometimes getting to operate the backhoe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had some work done on the house this year. First, we had a wall taken down between the kitchen and the dining room. It really opened up the kitchen, which is at the back of the house, and improved the heating and cooling, too, as a bonus! We're about to have a sliding glass door installed in our breezeway to the backyard. There currently are no doors to the backyard; you have to walk all the way around the garage or the house and when Graham falls off the swingset, that's a long run! We'll eventually install a deck but are not sure that will happen this summer as the house is desperately in need of a coat or two of stain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck continues to search for answers to his ongoing pain. It's narrowed down at this point to psoriatic arthristis or post-Lyme disorder. He's on some super-strength NSAIDs right now, and is tapering off some pretty high doses of prednisone and is feely pretty yucky right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had horrendous rain/thunderstorms yesterday. There was a hailstorm in Exeter with golfball sized hail which damaged our van. Chuck says we're lucky as a number of cars in the lot had smashed windshields!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-115270000488554143?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/115270000488554143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=115270000488554143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/115270000488554143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/115270000488554143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-what-else-do-you-want-to-know.html' title='So what else do you want to know?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-115261714348079806</id><published>2006-07-11T06:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T06:25:43.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/DSC01244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/DSC01244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is out of order, but I thought I'd tell about Graham's new bike. He got a big tricycle a couple of weeks ago. It came complete with a (loud) bell, and streamers on the handles. It makes Graham go very fast. He likes to ride it to the playground at the elementary school up the hill, which he can do without much assistance. He also uses it to tow things around the yard. Right now, it's towing a monster truck that apparently got stuck in the mud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-115261714348079806?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/115261714348079806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=115261714348079806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/115261714348079806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/115261714348079806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-bike.html' title='New Bike'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-115261686542672524</id><published>2006-07-11T06:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T05:26:15.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/DSC01257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/DSC01257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a trip to the Hollow over the Fourth of July, and it was a great time for Graham. Because of all the rain, the brook was quite fast, cold and high. This, however, did not deter Graham, who apparently should have been born in a more tropical climate as he eschews clothing on nice summer days. We were very concerned that he would not don the appropriate garments for his swim lessons (which started yesterday), but he did manage to keep his bathing suit on for 45 minutes. He did spend the remainder of the day in his wading pool in the backyard buck naked, including a trip to pick Mom up at work! As we say "Naked is as naked does!" Here's one of the few pictures of him with clothes on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going to the Hollow, we headed south to Keene to celebrate "baby" Jon Ryan's birthday. Graham still calls Jon "Baby Jon" which he started about some time ago to keep Jon Comerford distinct from John Wolfe (fondly known as "Big John"). Jon turned three on the Fourth, and there was quite a party for the three three-year olds (Jon, Graham and Derek) plus their older cousins (Katie and Adam)! We tried to take a walk around Goose Pond will all the Memmesheimer boys, but we had some footwear issues, and then it POURED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/DSC01262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/DSC01262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-115261686542672524?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/115261686542672524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=115261686542672524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/115261686542672524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/115261686542672524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2006/07/fourth-of-july.html' title='Fourth of July'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-114803529495677932</id><published>2006-05-19T05:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T05:45:27.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/100_1614.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/100_1614.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/100_1621.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/100_1621.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so it didn't go so well updating the blog, but now that Graham is actually going to bed by himself, there is hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We survived the torrential rains here in the Northeast with no issues. There were a number of road closures in our town as the tidal rivers became overwhelmed. The driveway to my office was washed away, too. One of my co-workers was literally stranded in her town for three days. It was very bizarre to look at weather forecasts with precipitation predictions of 4"-8" -- it looked like winter snow falls, not rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had a less than pleasant spring, but we've gotten out to do a few things. I'm attaching a couple of pictures Graham experimenting with the backhoe at Grandma &amp;amp; Papa's and at the beach a couple of weeks ago. He is now 3'3" tall and weighs 38 lbs. We just got a scale and he gets on it every couple of minutes and asks if he's grown. He told me the other day that he really wants to be a grown up. His vocabulary continues to astound us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll sign off and see if I can do this more regularly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-114803529495677932?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/114803529495677932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=114803529495677932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/114803529495677932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/114803529495677932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay-so-it-didnt-go-so-well-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20384363.post-113607298736660197</id><published>2005-12-31T18:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T21:29:32.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/1600/Christmas%20card.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2340/2041/320/Christmas%20card.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We're going to give this blog thing a try to keep you up to speed on our doings! I'm an amateur so be kind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Here's our Christmas newsletter for starters:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 18, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a whirlwind this past year has been!  We have slowly settled into our new house, and contemplate some renovations this winter to open up our space and let some light in.  Painting is also on the agenda for the cold months, and maybe we’ll actually hang a few pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim has settled into her new job, and her caseload takes her all over the state and into Maine, so her geography of New Hampshire is rapidly improving.  She had corrective surgery in August to attempt to lift the lid on her right eye, as the initial surgery had left quite a droop.  It is improved, but there is probably another “adjustment” in her future.  Chuck continues his work at Synergy with cancer and arthritis patients, and in rehabilitation at Exeter Hospital.  He maintains a modified schedule that allows him to take care of Graham part-time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we now have a yard, we added a new member to our family in April, a female Pembroke Welsh Corgi named Emma (she wouldn’t stay in the picture!).  She is now ten months old and is finally learning some commands!  She and Graham have a love-hate relationship and her invisible fence keeps her away from Graham’s swing-set so they can each get a “time out”.  Our wonderful home and yard have come with a hazard and both Chuck and Graham had tick bites this spring.  They both tested negative for Lyme disease (so far), but Chuck has been suffering for several months with joint aches and fatigue that have him seeing rheumatologist tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve had a busy year for family visits.  Kim’s brother Kris, his wife Deana and daughter Autumn came to visit in August for Graham’s baptism.  Graham and Autumn are close in age, and really have a great time together.  In November, Kim and Graham traveled to Colorado to see Kyle and Melissa before they left for Australia for a year.  We also saw most of the Sutherland family, too!  Graham went to the Denver Zoo, saw some dinosaur tracks thanks to Uncle Denny and went to the Butterfly Pavilion, but he preferred the iguana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graham is an incredible, energetic three year old.  He is amazingly inquisitive, and when he asks “why”, he usually listens.  He lives life full-speed.  His current loves include all the Christmas specials, Thomas the Tank Engine, dragons and Buzz Lightyear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britta (15) is a freshman at Exeter High School.  She is doing well academically and taking advantage of the opportunities a large high school affords her.  She has joined the ski team, is taking interesting classes and making new friends.  Garrett (12) is in sixth grade at the Stratham Cooperative School where he continues to play the saxophone, and tends his flock of chickens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We face the New Year with the hope that the peace of Christmas will fill our hearts and bodies, and that we find answers to Chuck’s ailments.  We extend our sincerest wishes for the healthiest and happiest New Year ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20384363-113607298736660197?l=memmesheimer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/feeds/113607298736660197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20384363&amp;postID=113607298736660197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/113607298736660197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20384363/posts/default/113607298736660197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memmesheimer.blogspot.com/2005/12/hello-were-going-to-give-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16833138381535472567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
