<?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-37706353</id><updated>2012-01-30T10:15:11.139-08:00</updated><category term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/ShZakNb8c-I/AAAAAAAAERk/7VvvG_jJBNA/s400/downslidetube.jpg'/><category term='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dwhttp://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGZG7jXGPI/AAAAAAAAEjU/7yr1Xxu1GcQ/s320/seahorse.jpg/SlGZG7jXGPI/AAAAAAAAEjU/7yr1Xxu1GcQ/s320/seahorse.jpg'/><title type='text'>Big Boy David Fetterman II (formerly Baby Fetterman)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-4324957707391356520</id><published>2012-01-30T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T10:15:11.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Tahoe Trip - David is Back Skiing Again -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c2czMfRDZ_Q/TybH3Q6ahYI/AAAAAAAAIDE/LwAg3tkbEOQ/s1600/davidgoggleshelmet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c2czMfRDZ_Q/TybH3Q6ahYI/AAAAAAAAIDE/LwAg3tkbEOQ/s320/davidgoggleshelmet.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Google Tahoe Trip 2012. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;David is back skiing again (twice in one month). &amp;nbsp;He is going to think he can go skiing any time (of course he already thinks that). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday (in the middle of the week), he says "can we go skiing right now?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a sense or reality this kid has. &amp;nbsp; I can't say I remember living in this kind of bubble as a kid but I guess we all lived in our own version of the bubble. &amp;nbsp;I was happy. &amp;nbsp;I think we used cardboard for sleds but I didn't know any better. We had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(We just happened to go a few weeks ago to get ready for this trip, since he had never skied before and we were a bit rusty too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from the helmet, the goggles, and the expression on his face, this man is ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In no time, this man was going down the slopes (on mid-mountain - our level). &amp;nbsp;He didn't hit the cones (which is more than I can say).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jl6ao-E7VD8/TybIiqWQrYI/AAAAAAAAIDM/LGPkqjbOrS8/s1600/downtheslopes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jl6ao-E7VD8/TybIiqWQrYI/AAAAAAAAIDM/LGPkqjbOrS8/s320/downtheslopes.jpg" width="188" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No worries, mom and dad had fun too, while David was in skiing class all day. &amp;nbsp;Its ok - we watched him from the gondella while we were going up the mountain. &amp;nbsp;He was fine. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They are actually great at Northstar. &amp;nbsp;They take the kids for the entire day - teach them, feed them, and watch over them until it is time for us to pick him up at the end of the day. &amp;nbsp;Not a bad deal while you are enjoying the scenery and the fresh air (and focusing on how to ski again).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4pXyLiCTBFo/TybI6f5AFWI/AAAAAAAAIDU/cOkRBoj4kiI/s1600/summerdfliftgoggles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4pXyLiCTBFo/TybI6f5AFWI/AAAAAAAAIDU/cOkRBoj4kiI/s320/summerdfliftgoggles.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The view was spectacular from the top. &amp;nbsp;(Lunch was good too.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4XkoSDi2n1M/TybI-PZLHdI/AAAAAAAAIDc/Z_UrPWiB9-I/s1600/topofhillview.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4XkoSDi2n1M/TybI-PZLHdI/AAAAAAAAIDc/Z_UrPWiB9-I/s320/topofhillview.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Check these moves out - Big David is getting there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I am coming at you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cd017b829eeb1985" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcd017b829eeb1985%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330396806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D320D56F7CA19ED58419B7E8E838C4B70EAF66EDE.5FA4533846C5716A1E3BA752B794C16E2F6FEE78%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcd017b829eeb1985%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DelDt0jhsAkRcXUD4lL_k3XfiwWQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcd017b829eeb1985%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330396806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D320D56F7CA19ED58419B7E8E838C4B70EAF66EDE.5FA4533846C5716A1E3BA752B794C16E2F6FEE78%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcd017b829eeb1985%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DelDt0jhsAkRcXUD4lL_k3XfiwWQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now it was time for dinner and we took some time to see some old friends that I have not seen in over a decade or two. &amp;nbsp;Harvey, Leslie, and Charlie. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qZ4Yo8CvnoE/TybOP_vcbRI/AAAAAAAAIEg/qz2s4Z1M9jc/s1600/harveylesliefamily.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qZ4Yo8CvnoE/TybOP_vcbRI/AAAAAAAAIEg/qz2s4Z1M9jc/s320/harveylesliefamily.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Charlie is married now with a little one already - unbelievable. Last time I saw him he was a student at Stanford. &amp;nbsp;It was nice meeting his wife and son too. &amp;nbsp; Of course, they are all learning what real sleep deprivation is all about with a new born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was really great seeing Harvey and Leslie again and catching up. &amp;nbsp;(Oh yes. thanks for a great dinner and what a dessert - those brownies were fantastic.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;David had a ball playing chess with Charlie and tending to the fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2nd Dinner &lt;/b&gt;(a bit later in the evening)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer and I had a second dinner back with the Google team when we got back to the group house. &amp;nbsp; Duck confit. &amp;nbsp;It was great with a pomegranate sauce. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation was fantastic too. &amp;nbsp;We kept talking late into the night - intermittent reinforcement, Milgram's study (I was in it), qualitative research, and a host of things we had in common. &amp;nbsp;We had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Day 2 was back down to earth with flying saucers. &amp;nbsp;That does sound funny doesn't it - down to earth/flying saucers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;David (as you can see) has no fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T-H33V9M8FY/TybNLvjXTBI/AAAAAAAAID0/F19L2Saq1po/s1600/davidonsaucer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T-H33V9M8FY/TybNLvjXTBI/AAAAAAAAID0/F19L2Saq1po/s320/davidonsaucer.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But the little man bit the dust (or the snow in this case) and found out just how cold snow really is. He got snow up his sleeve. &amp;nbsp;"Dad. &amp;nbsp;Ow. &amp;nbsp;This really hurts. &amp;nbsp;Ow." &amp;nbsp;No problem. &amp;nbsp;We took the mittens off and pulled the snow out and all was good again, but it provided an opportunity for an important lesson about why we bundle him up. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-22OZNyy3ubE/TybL_gB4SVI/AAAAAAAAIDk/zhJDgKxeOo4/s1600/davidicesleeve.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-22OZNyy3ubE/TybL_gB4SVI/AAAAAAAAIDk/zhJDgKxeOo4/s320/davidicesleeve.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He had no idea just how cold snow could be when it creeps into your life. &amp;nbsp;Now maybe he has some insight into why I don't really see ever moving back into that climate again - not full time anyway. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Connecticut was nice growing up, but I think I have done enough snow shoveling in that bitter cold for a life time. &amp;nbsp;I remember doing all that shoveling just to have the road snow plow pile it right back up, blocking the driveway again. &amp;nbsp;You would just look at that pile, shake your head, and pick up the shovel again. &amp;nbsp;You had to get out right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well enough down memory lane. Back to the slopes - ok the hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Summer, Ryan (a friend from Google), and Michele (his girl friend) follow David's path - with a bit more fear in comparison. &amp;nbsp;I think Michele just lost the snow ball fight, but what a good sport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iC9NC37WABI/TybNaIm83eI/AAAAAAAAID8/PDSeS9IAHyY/s1600/summersaucer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iC9NC37WABI/TybNaIm83eI/AAAAAAAAID8/PDSeS9IAHyY/s200/summersaucer.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ToDzsEVSWA/TybNduHwyQI/AAAAAAAAIEE/bzQUz84M0Cs/s1600/ryansaucer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="170" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ToDzsEVSWA/TybNduHwyQI/AAAAAAAAIEE/bzQUz84M0Cs/s200/ryansaucer.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ANfmqMf9B_Y/TybNhjr-aOI/AAAAAAAAIEM/h4bPajeJNu8/s1600/michellesmilesittinginsnow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="174" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ANfmqMf9B_Y/TybNhjr-aOI/AAAAAAAAIEM/h4bPajeJNu8/s200/michellesmilesittinginsnow.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I survived the saucer and the snow ball fight. &amp;nbsp;David has a great arm - luckily the snow was still powder so he couldn't get me too badly, but that did not stop him from trying. &amp;nbsp;He is a crazy man in the snow. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But eventually it was time to start hiking back. I for one was getting hungry. Luckily he wanted some hot chocolate too. &amp;nbsp;So off we went hiking back in the snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iJJm4aFTirs/TybRrtqBBuI/AAAAAAAAIE4/L8NlnNlLd-0/s1600/dfcloseup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iJJm4aFTirs/TybRrtqBBuI/AAAAAAAAIE4/L8NlnNlLd-0/s320/dfcloseup.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We decided to have lunch at Gar Wood's on Carnelian Bay. &amp;nbsp;It was beautiful, sunny, and yes still a bit cold. &amp;nbsp;I had the crab cake sliders, with mango salsa on the side. &amp;nbsp;Summer got the chicken sandwich, which I almost got. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You guessed it. &amp;nbsp;David ordered the macaroni and cheese, by the lake. &amp;nbsp;What a view. &amp;nbsp;The lake was nice too - but the real view was of the two of them as we sat down to lunch. &amp;nbsp;The lake just made a nice backdrop to something a bit more picturesque.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BSH_adIooTQ/TybQuwERUfI/AAAAAAAAIEo/OKg-4OG44-o/s1600/davidsummerlunch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BSH_adIooTQ/TybQuwERUfI/AAAAAAAAIEo/OKg-4OG44-o/s320/davidsummerlunch.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a nice way to end a Google family vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0PJKZknBqlA/TybQ4P7BV5I/AAAAAAAAIEw/TLNwZ3qGq9g/s1600/carnelionbya.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0PJKZknBqlA/TybQ4P7BV5I/AAAAAAAAIEw/TLNwZ3qGq9g/s320/carnelionbya.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w4eIF9Owpj4/Tw8bPOyaGDI/AAAAAAAAH7o/41F1pfABJKY/s1600/davideatingwaffle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w4eIF9Owpj4/Tw8bPOyaGDI/AAAAAAAAH7o/41F1pfABJKY/s320/davideatingwaffle.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Breakfast - David Style.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;You may ask why are we talking about breakfast. &amp;nbsp;Well if you have kids (or have taken care of them) you already know the answer. &amp;nbsp;It is a race to get them to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, he either waits for me to wake him up (and then says "boo" because he is already awake and just wants to scare me) or he comes and wakes me up with a "boo" just to show he can beat me. &amp;nbsp;In either case, is he dressed? &amp;nbsp;No way. &amp;nbsp;Has he brushed his teeth - no way (except today - so lets give credit where credit is due).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has he gone to the bathroom - well today he was great. &amp;nbsp;Most of the time it takes a gentle reminder - especially if he wants to jump into bed with us in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok - we are supposed to be talking about breakfast right. (Not really - breakfast is just a metaphor for life with this little man. As you will see, even getting through breakfast is a feat.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from the video below, we have turned breakfast into a race. &amp;nbsp;We see who has taken the most bites of food between the two of us. &amp;nbsp;He says its fair that I get distracted making him breakfast and preparing lunch for school (and making my own tea and oatmeal), because it gives him a chance to get ahead of me. Thus it is fair? &amp;nbsp;What school is he going to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I let him know that I can still beat him even though his waffle is on his plate with grapes - while I am stirring my oatmeal - because he gets even more distracted. So - we count how many bites each of us have taken to see who is ahead. &amp;nbsp;Hey - don't knock it - it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fa2ae6e9f70177b8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfa2ae6e9f70177b8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330396806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D27E22F2A53F2EF55E1820AFE773CF882BDADAC68.6330518D75FAA37CC116A42F7952A14B95F879C1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfa2ae6e9f70177b8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2BOudeX3y8L2l4qAsVyxNK5oXPQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfa2ae6e9f70177b8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330396806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D27E22F2A53F2EF55E1820AFE773CF882BDADAC68.6330518D75FAA37CC116A42F7952A14B95F879C1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfa2ae6e9f70177b8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2BOudeX3y8L2l4qAsVyxNK5oXPQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok - lets talk distraction. &amp;nbsp;While I am making his waffle he finds a need to do something. &amp;nbsp;It could be Monopoly - but today it is word games (luckily). &amp;nbsp;The last innocent Monopoly game lasted 2 weeks. &amp;nbsp;So while I am trying to get him to eat breakfast he is still playing his word games. &amp;nbsp;(I am not displeased they will be more psychologically sophisticated word games when he is a bit older. &amp;nbsp;I can still handle this level - I think.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c4pLZRTFMsY/Tw8bQ5NwqbI/AAAAAAAAH7w/vKBF1xWzpf4/s1600/wordsandpuzzle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c4pLZRTFMsY/Tw8bQ5NwqbI/AAAAAAAAH7w/vKBF1xWzpf4/s320/wordsandpuzzle.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In any case, how can you get upset with a kid who wants to practice his letters and words in the morning. Well - when you have to race to get to work yourself and make sure he is ready for the trip to school with his mom you do want him to actually finish his breakfast - sometime in this century.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok - now he has me distracted. &amp;nbsp;He spelled all these words and said they were "too easy." &amp;nbsp;This man is really making progress. &amp;nbsp;Ok - now you can see how he gets me distracted and wins - beating me at breakfast every morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtWGgLRW5J8/Tw8bSjiuONI/AAAAAAAAH74/JhzTq5BXgJg/s1600/wordstooeasy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtWGgLRW5J8/Tw8bSjiuONI/AAAAAAAAH74/JhzTq5BXgJg/s320/wordstooeasy.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What's the lesson? &amp;nbsp; It is simple, we all are in the same boat. &amp;nbsp;Kids are kids. They live in wonderful world of their own. &amp;nbsp;But it can drive you completely crazy if you lose perspective. &amp;nbsp;It goes by so quickly - so get frustrated, but once in a while just enjoy it and appreciate this fleeting moment in time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQ0v6nxEpZU/Tw8bNaaUC9I/AAAAAAAAH7g/0p15h7nh588/s1600/daviddadbreakfast.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQ0v6nxEpZU/Tw8bNaaUC9I/AAAAAAAAH7g/0p15h7nh588/s320/daviddadbreakfast.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-3611647109189445115?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/3611647109189445115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=3611647109189445115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/3611647109189445115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/3611647109189445115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2012/01/breakfast-race.html' title='The Breakfast Race - David Style'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w4eIF9Owpj4/Tw8bPOyaGDI/AAAAAAAAH7o/41F1pfABJKY/s72-c/davideatingwaffle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-2411013262597376446</id><published>2012-01-11T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T16:49:40.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skiing in Tahoe - David Does It Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CZBGskuvess/Tw4r43b8ofI/AAAAAAAAH6g/3w5Q2T1aFsI/s1600/davidhelmet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CZBGskuvess/Tw4r43b8ofI/AAAAAAAAH6g/3w5Q2T1aFsI/s320/davidhelmet.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;David Goes Skiing.&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;Is 5 years of age too young to ski? &amp;nbsp;Apparently not. &amp;nbsp;His helmet goes on and this man is ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At this age there is no fear. &amp;nbsp;Of course, he is already pretty close to the ground so the risk does not seem as great to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0M0vIWotDY/Tw4r70ohBaI/AAAAAAAAH6w/xnCdtEPZWYs/s1600/helmet2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0M0vIWotDY/Tw4r70ohBaI/AAAAAAAAH6w/xnCdtEPZWYs/s320/helmet2.jpg" width="194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;David progressed from Galaxy Level to Mid-Mountain in one day. &amp;nbsp;What is going on here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DEW3j3F872w/Tw4r6bd79KI/AAAAAAAAH6o/SkCmD2RxPBo/s1600/drifterlevel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DEW3j3F872w/Tw4r6bd79KI/AAAAAAAAH6o/SkCmD2RxPBo/s320/drifterlevel.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He even went on the these lifts (with his instructor).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s6antzJ5Uao/Tw4r9ZolMyI/AAAAAAAAH64/ANMX1vk4EAc/s1600/lift2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s6antzJ5Uao/Tw4r9ZolMyI/AAAAAAAAH64/ANMX1vk4EAc/s320/lift2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We all went up this one - so mom and dad get some points right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-148lRl522Kg/Tw4r-8pN5nI/AAAAAAAAH7A/INs8Ck7GBuA/s1600/lifts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-148lRl522Kg/Tw4r-8pN5nI/AAAAAAAAH7A/INs8Ck7GBuA/s320/lifts.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We even went to the top (at least for lunch).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UpmWLVnerUQ/Tw4tVJzybqI/AAAAAAAAH7U/U445WMYXBt0/s1600/topnorthstar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UpmWLVnerUQ/Tw4tVJzybqI/AAAAAAAAH7U/U445WMYXBt0/s320/topnorthstar.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No worries. &amp;nbsp;Mom and dad skied while David was hard at work. &amp;nbsp;Mom made it to level 3 and dad barely made it to level 2 (same as David and remember he is only 5). &amp;nbsp;This could be a bit rough on the ego. &amp;nbsp;But I did snowplow enough to slow down, turn right, and turn left. &amp;nbsp;All of those on purpose. &amp;nbsp;I also did a fast 180 turn and stop with skis parallel. &amp;nbsp;But that was not really on purpose. &amp;nbsp;It was the only way I knew how to stop. &amp;nbsp;It looked good. &amp;nbsp;The instructor was not too crazy about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In any case, no broken bones, no frozen toes, and David, mom, and dad had a great time in the snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KD6ILsUwpxU/Tw4sBGygE4I/AAAAAAAAH7I/1gcUkpD7hQM/s1600/momanddad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KD6ILsUwpxU/Tw4sBGygE4I/AAAAAAAAH7I/1gcUkpD7hQM/s320/momanddad.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-2411013262597376446?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/2411013262597376446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=2411013262597376446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/2411013262597376446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/2411013262597376446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2012/01/skiing-in-tahoe-david-does-it-again.html' title='Skiing in Tahoe - David Does It Again'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CZBGskuvess/Tw4r43b8ofI/AAAAAAAAH6g/3w5Q2T1aFsI/s72-c/davidhelmet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-6715884476659612785</id><published>2012-01-03T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T00:08:42.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grand Canyon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7vaPi1uAi0A/TwKvqo760LI/AAAAAAAAH1Q/a1OGLsHN2cg/s1600/trainride.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7vaPi1uAi0A/TwKvqo760LI/AAAAAAAAH1Q/a1OGLsHN2cg/s320/trainride.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;rand Canyon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;This is the train ride to the Grand Canyon. &amp;nbsp;It was low key and relaxing for all of us (David, Mom, Dad, Grandpa Mark, and Grandma (Heather).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;David loved the Grand Canyon. &amp;nbsp;He found it enchanting just like we did. &amp;nbsp;"It is so deep." &amp;nbsp;I think he meant deep like in feet not metaphysically or philosophically - but who knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yxnBWiIEaTI/TwKv7fWzGeI/AAAAAAAAH1Y/ko6juJ_tbVU/s1600/davidgrandcanyonbackground.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yxnBWiIEaTI/TwKv7fWzGeI/AAAAAAAAH1Y/ko6juJ_tbVU/s320/davidgrandcanyonbackground.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BmAcgtvIWtI/TwKv-kfeugI/AAAAAAAAH1o/Dta1Nb7wx2g/s1600/grandcanyoneast.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BmAcgtvIWtI/TwKv-kfeugI/AAAAAAAAH1o/Dta1Nb7wx2g/s320/grandcanyoneast.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GkaLWzBC_RI/TwKwSezWeGI/AAAAAAAAH2M/A4iccmcNCY8/s1600/grandcanyoncliffsnow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GkaLWzBC_RI/TwKwSezWeGI/AAAAAAAAH2M/A4iccmcNCY8/s320/grandcanyoncliffsnow.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Hpm4CgEZeU/TwKwUvU347I/AAAAAAAAH2U/jc6MSCOsaNk/s1600/grandcanyonriver.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Hpm4CgEZeU/TwKwUvU347I/AAAAAAAAH2U/jc6MSCOsaNk/s320/grandcanyonriver.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m4Vn7rBzU2s/TwKwp44-LvI/AAAAAAAAH2w/_tjvv5btk9s/s1600/centergrandcanyon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m4Vn7rBzU2s/TwKwp44-LvI/AAAAAAAAH2w/_tjvv5btk9s/s320/centergrandcanyon.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WjdjiOofdn4/TwKwtnWK08I/AAAAAAAAH3A/vGzCcwvPHRQ/s1600/grandcanyonleftsnow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WjdjiOofdn4/TwKwtnWK08I/AAAAAAAAH3A/vGzCcwvPHRQ/s320/grandcanyonleftsnow.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-coe6-zh3Hr8/TwKwy2KxxuI/AAAAAAAAH3Y/5Um8IuTHS6U/s1600/snowledge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-coe6-zh3Hr8/TwKwy2KxxuI/AAAAAAAAH3Y/5Um8IuTHS6U/s320/snowledge.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;David saw this as an opportunity to throw the first snowball of the season - at dad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OZNxVF4GjHk/TwKwxAVy4JI/AAAAAAAAH3Q/_dt6XB6-SHU/s1600/snowatdad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OZNxVF4GjHk/TwKwxAVy4JI/AAAAAAAAH3Q/_dt6XB6-SHU/s320/snowatdad.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;He is also a budding photographer - ok - he was using the zoom to see as far down the canyon as he could see. &amp;nbsp;Tomorrow we will teach him how to shoot but I shutter to think what he will focus on. &amp;nbsp;(Did I really say all that?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RFT1II_NYwo/TwKw0KhUtnI/AAAAAAAAH3g/ZYsZL-IYJLQ/s1600/summerdavidmarkcamera.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RFT1II_NYwo/TwKw0KhUtnI/AAAAAAAAH3g/ZYsZL-IYJLQ/s320/summerdavidmarkcamera.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Are we happy? &amp;nbsp;You tell me. &amp;nbsp;When is the last time you saw a smile like that. Little one's remind you of unbridled joy - something we adults get to cluttered and encumbered to experience and share so openly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s0JO8NgqCO4/TwKw1WUMecI/AAAAAAAAH3o/PO9QVDOt-6A/s1600/summerdavidview.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s0JO8NgqCO4/TwKw1WUMecI/AAAAAAAAH3o/PO9QVDOt-6A/s320/summerdavidview.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Mom takes a moment to just sit and enjoy the scenery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7t0TSmgHM-Q/TwKw3SlMmaI/AAAAAAAAH3w/gPPROntBwm4/s1600/summersitting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7t0TSmgHM-Q/TwKw3SlMmaI/AAAAAAAAH3w/gPPROntBwm4/s320/summersitting.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa Mark and Grandma (Heather) were also captivated by the beautify of the natural wonder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_WHi8MiiGvA/TwKwAhIkgJI/AAAAAAAAH1w/olB3kER_sHE/s1600/grandpamarkgrandma.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_WHi8MiiGvA/TwKwAhIkgJI/AAAAAAAAH1w/olB3kER_sHE/s320/grandpamarkgrandma.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The train ride was entertaining. &amp;nbsp;The music was great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9iHroMXjU0k/TwKwMd5eyzI/AAAAAAAAH18/MoHOOvZrmVo/s1600/bangoplayer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9iHroMXjU0k/TwKwMd5eyzI/AAAAAAAAH18/MoHOOvZrmVo/s320/bangoplayer.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is David's photoshop version of the same shot. &amp;nbsp;He asked me if he could do it and he thought it was a blast. He is sharing this with his classmates in kindergarden. &amp;nbsp;He was pretty proud of his creation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fgch4b3dj8o/TwKwMx9sp-I/AAAAAAAAH2E/CaPdAKmfSHA/s1600/bangoplayer2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fgch4b3dj8o/TwKwMx9sp-I/AAAAAAAAH2E/CaPdAKmfSHA/s320/bangoplayer2.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Watch out. &amp;nbsp;Train robbers. &amp;nbsp;We had to explain how this was make believe to David (about 6 times). Bottom line he was thrilled that they did not take his stuffed toy rabbit. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fZMbRFXMgmQ/TwKw6ZIY3PI/AAAAAAAAH34/ZEZT6L5LGOE/s1600/trainrobber.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fZMbRFXMgmQ/TwKw6ZIY3PI/AAAAAAAAH34/ZEZT6L5LGOE/s320/trainrobber.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;The train ride also had some side benefits for David - like snowball time again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rl9iR8YYk3g/TwKv8aagEhI/AAAAAAAAH1g/t1TgQnVToLQ/s1600/davidinsnowbytrain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rl9iR8YYk3g/TwKv8aagEhI/AAAAAAAAH1g/t1TgQnVToLQ/s320/davidinsnowbytrain.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Time to relax and just sit back and enjoy the natural beauty of the life we are living together. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gElfAyUCamg/TwKwd7GDwdI/AAAAAAAAH2c/A7pQBSVoFsQ/s1600/dadmommebackhead.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gElfAyUCamg/TwKwd7GDwdI/AAAAAAAAH2c/A7pQBSVoFsQ/s320/dadmommebackhead.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cc_XXUZxBVQ/TwKwgRwgrxI/AAAAAAAAH2k/6uEmn2k8MKc/s1600/playingviolinforgrandpamark.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cc_XXUZxBVQ/TwKwgRwgrxI/AAAAAAAAH2k/6uEmn2k8MKc/s320/playingviolinforgrandpamark.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not to mention the buggy ride that evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tXY-v5lpHW8/TwKxBbYt2bI/AAAAAAAAH4E/4BJq8M5H9Yg/s1600/buggyride.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tXY-v5lpHW8/TwKxBbYt2bI/AAAAAAAAH4E/4BJq8M5H9Yg/s320/buggyride.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We understand why everyone enjoys the Grand Canyon - it will take your breath away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-6715884476659612785?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/6715884476659612785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=6715884476659612785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/6715884476659612785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/6715884476659612785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2012/01/grand-canyon.html' title='The Grand Canyon'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7vaPi1uAi0A/TwKvqo760LI/AAAAAAAAH1Q/a1OGLsHN2cg/s72-c/trainride.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-6810635983718163180</id><published>2012-01-02T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T23:32:57.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Hanukkah 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nGtHCLouOdw/TwKrFdNG6ZI/AAAAAAAAH08/Izt4bLJI_Bs/s1600/hanukkahmenorahdavidfamilymirror.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nGtHCLouOdw/TwKrFdNG6ZI/AAAAAAAAH08/Izt4bLJI_Bs/s320/hanukkahmenorahdavidfamilymirror.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Happy Hanukkah 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;nbsp;David remembered a little more of the blessing this year. &amp;nbsp;Baruch atah adoni, elohanoo melech ha olum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He remembered the shamus to light each candle and he never forgot what night it was. &amp;nbsp;Of course, would you forget if you got a gift every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of gifts - we got a piano for the family. &amp;nbsp;Summer is learning how to play again, using YouTube. David is taking lessons - complementing his violin lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is wonderful hearing music in the home. &amp;nbsp;It is the sound of family (during Hanukkah and throughout the year).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O8HFUb20qSw/TwKrGvFY9UI/AAAAAAAAH1E/agW985-a5aU/s1600/violinpiano.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O8HFUb20qSw/TwKrGvFY9UI/AAAAAAAAH1E/agW985-a5aU/s320/violinpiano.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We also played dradel and David loved the Hanukkah gilt - once again, how many kids do you know that would turn down chocolate candy coins (any time of the year).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a wonderful ritual - that carried over to our trip to the Grand Canyon (see next posting).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Best wishes - we are healthy, happy, and together - there are few more valuable blessings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-6810635983718163180?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/6810635983718163180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=6810635983718163180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/6810635983718163180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/6810635983718163180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-hanukkah-2011.html' title='Happy Hanukkah 2011'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nGtHCLouOdw/TwKrFdNG6ZI/AAAAAAAAH08/Izt4bLJI_Bs/s72-c/hanukkahmenorahdavidfamilymirror.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-367229608308811817</id><published>2011-12-21T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T22:26:52.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch Date with Sarah, David &amp; Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7rdU8x0Mqg/TvLMazus89I/AAAAAAAAHyc/JcInsyrIGDo/s1600/davidsarahdad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7rdU8x0Mqg/TvLMazus89I/AAAAAAAAHyc/JcInsyrIGDo/s320/davidsarahdad.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lunch with the Sarah and David. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;David was thrilled. &amp;nbsp;The teachers said he talked about it all morning. &amp;nbsp;He was going to go out to lunch with his Dad and with his sister Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met at Bowman (Sarah's old school). That was an unexpected adventure for Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers remembered her including the head &amp;nbsp;of the school Mary Beth. &amp;nbsp;One of the kids in Sarah's class now teaches at Bowman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;David was so proud. &amp;nbsp;He introduced Sarah to each and everyone of his classmates. &amp;nbsp;Luckily they were having lunch so it was easy to go from table to table, but he did not miss a beat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uIgvinUhA6g/TvLMcRIrwlI/AAAAAAAAHyk/Te2a_BEh2Mc/s1600/sarahdavidbowmanclass.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uIgvinUhA6g/TvLMcRIrwlI/AAAAAAAAHyk/Te2a_BEh2Mc/s320/sarahdavidbowmanclass.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We were hungry too so we left the school for lunch and went to David's favorite place - Counter Burger. You can build your own burger or chicken sandwich with all the fixings including dried cranberries, apricot sauce, you name it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FhnESs8sLOg/TvLMeJ1eVeI/AAAAAAAAHys/BvkUpvCk5uc/s1600/sarahdavidcounterburger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FhnESs8sLOg/TvLMeJ1eVeI/AAAAAAAAHys/BvkUpvCk5uc/s320/sarahdavidcounterburger.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We shared some great conversation. &amp;nbsp;David showed Sarah a few twisty tricks and recited the blessings for the Hanukkah candles to show how much Hebrew he already knows. &amp;nbsp;He was very pleased to hear that Sarah knew the blessings too (which also made Dad feel pretty good too).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All in all - just a lunch with the kids but what a joy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-367229608308811817?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/367229608308811817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=367229608308811817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/367229608308811817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/367229608308811817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2011/12/lunch-date-with-sarah-david-dad.html' title='Lunch Date with Sarah, David &amp; Dad'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7rdU8x0Mqg/TvLMazus89I/AAAAAAAAHyc/JcInsyrIGDo/s72-c/davidsarahdad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-4639259406608151101</id><published>2011-12-05T00:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T12:46:02.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Party David Turns 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-78uvzreQkIY/TtyBRsgee-I/AAAAAAAAHuk/kEtwLyNWi-E/s1600/bouncehouse1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-78uvzreQkIY/TtyBRsgee-I/AAAAAAAAHuk/kEtwLyNWi-E/s320/bouncehouse1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;David Turns 5 years old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So we rented a jump house - what else do kids love to do. &amp;nbsp;Ok - we enjoyed it too. &amp;nbsp;But we are getting ahead of ourselves. &amp;nbsp;The jump house was supposed to arrive at noon. &amp;nbsp;It arrived at 9:00 am. &amp;nbsp;It got things started a bit earlier than anticipated. &amp;nbsp;Not just for us but our wonderful and very friendly and accommodating neighbor had to move his cars out of his garage so they would be accessible during the day since we were taking over the street (with his permission - but we expected it all to begin around noon not 9 am). &amp;nbsp;He was a great sport but we all had to scramble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_FPmbhZ8oCg/TtyBS0MX5GI/AAAAAAAAHus/xEd_BSLOAGY/s1600/daddavidslidedown.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_FPmbhZ8oCg/TtyBS0MX5GI/AAAAAAAAHus/xEd_BSLOAGY/s320/daddavidslidedown.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok - we all had some fun once the jump house went up - yes that's David and me at the end of the slide inside the jump house. &amp;nbsp;We are all smiles because he said: &amp;nbsp;"Dad you try it with me" and I did to his endless amusement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, did I mention after the jump house went up and we had some fun before all the kids came, Bitsy decided to run away (that's our dog). &amp;nbsp;So for an hour I had to track her down as she had fun teasing me - going a little ways until I caught up with her and then darting away. &amp;nbsp;Oh yes, the day was really starting out with the ultimate workout. &amp;nbsp;Eventually I wore her out and she stopped and I had to carry her back half way. &amp;nbsp;Yes this was quite the unplanned exercise routine and there was still plenty to do to get ready for our guests (17 kids and their parents).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In any case, the kids started coming and they had a ball. &amp;nbsp;(As an anthropological aside, it was interesting to see which parents (mostly dads) just left their kids off and which one's stayed to watch their kids (and guide their behavior in case of a potential meltdown) - but as I say while you could see a difference in the kids behavior (controlled/uncontrolled, destructive/polite and careful), they were fine, &amp;nbsp;just an interesting aside or observation.) &amp;nbsp;As you can see, David was oblivious to this anthropological note and loved having his friends over - jumping like a maniac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qn2-BF_gqiU/TtyBUJESaLI/AAAAAAAAHu0/KYBfRZWgzh8/s1600/davidjumphouse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qn2-BF_gqiU/TtyBUJESaLI/AAAAAAAAHu0/KYBfRZWgzh8/s320/davidjumphouse.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The man with no fear - down he goes again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S-eIic71e7k/TtyBaWvTCBI/AAAAAAAAHvc/REWFB4yPUw8/s1600/davidslidingdown.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S-eIic71e7k/TtyBaWvTCBI/AAAAAAAAHvc/REWFB4yPUw8/s320/davidslidingdown.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After the jump house it was time to play in David's playroom. &amp;nbsp;I think they loved it just as much as the jump house. &amp;nbsp;We were impressed with David. &amp;nbsp;He let everyone play with his toys. &amp;nbsp;When one of the toys came crashing down on the floor or something looked like it might have broken he was fine with it. &amp;nbsp;No meltdown or temper tantrum. &amp;nbsp;He just rolled with it. Sharing - what a concept. &amp;nbsp;Who would imagine he would reach this point of emotional maturity before age 30. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kids were playing non-stop. &amp;nbsp;I guess the toys were age appropriate. &amp;nbsp;I was going to have them review galleys of my next book - seemed like a fun idea to me at the time &amp;nbsp;- the anticipation of a new book coming out - kids love books. &amp;nbsp;We read to David every night. &amp;nbsp;But for some reason I didn't think Summer would be crazy about that idea. &amp;nbsp;My guess is that she figured they might be too harsh as critiques of this book - which is dedicated to the little man. &amp;nbsp;Hey I can take it - on the other hand kids can be pretty rough. Maybe it is better to stick with the age appropriate stuff for now - for my sake.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As you can see, it was almost impossible to get them to move to the next activity anyway (how is that for an a hasty retreat on my earlier more scholarly suggestion for the kids).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_D8sxGoT-HU/TtyBjOuNpmI/AAAAAAAAHwM/jtEGeWh7ktI/s1600/playroomfun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_D8sxGoT-HU/TtyBjOuNpmI/AAAAAAAAHwM/jtEGeWh7ktI/s320/playroomfun.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In any case, the next activity came and how do you resist a Pinata? &amp;nbsp;Especially after they smack it open and all the candy comes pouring out. &amp;nbsp;(This is always a treat - keeping the kids from accidentally hitting each other or pushing in line - but it worked out and no one got hurt. &amp;nbsp;The call to 911for bumps on the head from falling candy was just a test - really.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIusEgfKZiU/TtyBh3fysBI/AAAAAAAAHwE/f-db4E_hJNA/s1600/pinatatime.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIusEgfKZiU/TtyBh3fysBI/AAAAAAAAHwE/f-db4E_hJNA/s320/pinatatime.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cake time finally came - nothing like a bit more sugar right? &amp;nbsp;What did we care - they were all going home again and we knew their parents would really appreciate the impact of the sugar rush they were going to receive for the rest of the night. &amp;nbsp;Kind souls aren't we. &amp;nbsp;Its ok - it was Baskin Robbins ice cream cake. That's healthy right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KARrsGScado/TtyBe0ZBb6I/AAAAAAAAHv0/jO7qeSxu_G4/s1600/Happybirthdaycakedavid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KARrsGScado/TtyBe0ZBb6I/AAAAAAAAHv0/jO7qeSxu_G4/s320/Happybirthdaycakedavid.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You will find our traditional Happy Birthday celebration song below with candles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a14ca348efc98583" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da14ca348efc98583%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330396806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4D57DA0227B581AF3EA13A8B51654E6856F95D29.1CBA1A7488E6AF4DDE8C1A006735F4E71AFE6D53%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da14ca348efc98583%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiXQVOPCnxQ5sWx5avLm9VVbafrk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da14ca348efc98583%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330396806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4D57DA0227B581AF3EA13A8B51654E6856F95D29.1CBA1A7488E6AF4DDE8C1A006735F4E71AFE6D53%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da14ca348efc98583%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiXQVOPCnxQ5sWx5avLm9VVbafrk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A couple of the kids took a detour after the cake and went upstairs and what did they see? What was all that yelling about: &amp;nbsp;"Come on up!" &amp;nbsp;"You gotta see this." &amp;nbsp;"Come up now."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Turkeys - wild turkeys. &amp;nbsp;I forgot about our wildlife neighbors. &amp;nbsp;They made it past Thanksgiving and were pushing their luck strolling around the back yard now. &amp;nbsp;It was the height of the party for some of the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fml62yDPS2w/TtyBkzX3ElI/AAAAAAAAHwU/5WW1pKOyXDM/s1600/turkey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fml62yDPS2w/TtyBkzX3ElI/AAAAAAAAHwU/5WW1pKOyXDM/s320/turkey.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well just when you thought the party was about to end, who appeared: &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Magic Mike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (a wonderful magician who is great with kids and adults too - he adds a tiny bit of subtle sarcasm to the performance that keeps it interesting for the rest of us not-so-little folks).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_2aFbbIMek/TtyBgnnRZ4I/AAAAAAAAHv8/e_blZcMUyTA/s1600/magician1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_2aFbbIMek/TtyBgnnRZ4I/AAAAAAAAHv8/e_blZcMUyTA/s320/magician1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kids loved him. &amp;nbsp;He took the proverbial rabbit out of a hat. &amp;nbsp;Novel you say - you try it. David and I are learning magic tricks and that one is something else - another order of magnitude as it were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vW8391jjrto/TtyBWXCOJ2I/AAAAAAAAHvE/4BVD_HnIBZw/s1600/davidmagicianbunny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vW8391jjrto/TtyBWXCOJ2I/AAAAAAAAHvE/4BVD_HnIBZw/s320/davidmagicianbunny.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9yAH65bS3GU/TtyBXud31UI/AAAAAAAAHvM/Zx_e9bZl7HE/s1600/davidmagicianbunnybest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9yAH65bS3GU/TtyBXud31UI/AAAAAAAAHvM/Zx_e9bZl7HE/s320/davidmagicianbunnybest.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There were the classic balloon tricks too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UCxl1A9Dhmo/TtyBY1rxsJI/AAAAAAAAHvU/HHajuUpd8mg/s1600/davidmagiciannice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UCxl1A9Dhmo/TtyBY1rxsJI/AAAAAAAAHvU/HHajuUpd8mg/s320/davidmagiciannice.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There was also the magic napkin hat trick - a real birthday party favorite. &amp;nbsp;(If we had know about it in advance it would have saved us some money on the party hats.) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;[Take a look at this video below to see his magic trick and tell me who you see in the mirror on the stairs - looks like mom watching from way up there.] &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7824674eb6b8c4f1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7824674eb6b8c4f1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330396806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D815CC858828EE2FEBE5704EA86877E030A9F7A5D.69E302FE7594FA1B26D3D3E75A21EF4F374BC7D2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7824674eb6b8c4f1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBj-AE3Z8lD5xogGrQCiB5KhXXHo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7824674eb6b8c4f1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330396806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D815CC858828EE2FEBE5704EA86877E030A9F7A5D.69E302FE7594FA1B26D3D3E75A21EF4F374BC7D2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7824674eb6b8c4f1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBj-AE3Z8lD5xogGrQCiB5KhXXHo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There was also a dog that ate David up and he loved it. &amp;nbsp;You try and figure out what makes these little guys laugh some times - a dog eating your head. &amp;nbsp;They all loved it - what can I say. &amp;nbsp;That one was over my head. &amp;nbsp;I am used to a dog-eat dog world but kids, what is this world coming to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1nfNkiNkDLk/TtyBbzT6fHI/AAAAAAAAHvk/aDrT0yXL_f0/s1600/dogeatingdavidmagician.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1nfNkiNkDLk/TtyBbzT6fHI/AAAAAAAAHvk/aDrT0yXL_f0/s320/dogeatingdavidmagician.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well the festivities eventually came to an end. &amp;nbsp;We said good-bye to everyone. &amp;nbsp;Each kid got their gift bag filled with cool toys that Summer pulled together and David went through his gifts methodically matching gift to name to prepare for the long list of thank you notes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p8OUXs1yH4w/TtyBdk86eTI/AAAAAAAAHvs/o0jTQM8P2b0/s1600/gifts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p8OUXs1yH4w/TtyBdk86eTI/AAAAAAAAHvs/o0jTQM8P2b0/s320/gifts.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of the gifts was a set of bug glasses - you see what a bug sees though those lenses. &amp;nbsp;It was late enough for us to say "night, night - don't let the bedbugs bite" and actually match his demeanor. &amp;nbsp;Mom ends the day with a kiss with this little bug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NzWICYE87Qk/TtyBVOd5saI/AAAAAAAAHu8/VsnK9RCcCjk/s1600/davidkissmom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NzWICYE87Qk/TtyBVOd5saI/AAAAAAAAHu8/VsnK9RCcCjk/s320/davidkissmom.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Shortly after, mom and dad called it a night too. What a day? &amp;nbsp;Not too bad for &amp;nbsp;5 years old. &amp;nbsp;Do you remember having a birthday like that - we sure didn't but what the heck. The parents had a great time and the kids just loved it - even David. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When we put him to bed I asked him what the best part of the day was and he said: &amp;nbsp;"when the magician took a baby sucker out of your ear"..."that was funny dad." &amp;nbsp;So that is what he remembered from the day. &amp;nbsp;If that's all he really remembered I would be fine - a funny image of dad - a big smile - &amp;nbsp;not too bad at the end of the day. &amp;nbsp;(Luckily he also added the bounce house as one of the hits of the day. &amp;nbsp;Good think - we almost needed a permit to put the thing up it was so big.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, thank you for being a part of his (and our) life as well - if only from a virtual view. &amp;nbsp;Happy holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-4639259406608151101?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/4639259406608151101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=4639259406608151101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/4639259406608151101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/4639259406608151101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2011/12/birthday-party-david-turns-5.html' title='Birthday Party David Turns 5'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-78uvzreQkIY/TtyBRsgee-I/AAAAAAAAHuk/kEtwLyNWi-E/s72-c/bouncehouse1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-6656657118061286095</id><published>2011-11-26T08:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T10:46:46.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3DFNHNpLO0s/TtEYhJJi1LI/AAAAAAAAHto/zCfKmHHpx5E/s1600/familydinningroom.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="219" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3DFNHNpLO0s/TtEYhJJi1LI/AAAAAAAAHto/zCfKmHHpx5E/s320/familydinningroom.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Thanksgiving 2011.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_978885754"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: left; color: black; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;Yes - another year to be thankful for. &amp;nbsp;Summer has just prepared a wonderful Thanksgiving meal. Turkey, sweet potatoes, green beans, rolls, and gravy (not to mention that pumpkin pie). &amp;nbsp;It is our first Thanksgiving in the new house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: left; color: black; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;Is life perfect? &amp;nbsp;Well you tell me. &amp;nbsp;The little man wakes me up at 6 am, even on the weekend. &amp;nbsp; I am not a morning person. &amp;nbsp;Ok - I wasn't a morning person until the little man showed up at the door step. &amp;nbsp;Who does he call in the middle of the night because his covers fell off the bed and on to the floor. &amp;nbsp;You guessed it. &amp;nbsp;But who also loves to get tickled in the morning and run up the stairs to beat me to his bath every night. &amp;nbsp;He loves that race (that is so carefully orchestrated to get him upstairs and ready for bed and the only price is that I have to lose the race each and every evening - what a shame). &amp;nbsp;Yes we are talking about that same little man, who lights up a room (even if I am ready to take a nap). &amp;nbsp;So maybe we do have plenty to be thankful for - just being a part of this little man's growth and development as a human being on this planet. &amp;nbsp;We get to see what he sees - seeing the world though a child's eyes - happy moments, sad moments, amazed and bewildered all within moments of each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: left; color: black; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;Speaking of the little man, here we are making the ornamental turkey for the Thanksgiving table. Somebody find the glue to make this go a little faster (or as he says "Dad, this is taking forever").&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VeHvEp-kUYg/TtEYcw4h2sI/AAAAAAAAHtY/3wtPO8uRwWU/s320/daviddavidsmallturkey.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the meantime, mom is getting the table set - nice dinning room. &amp;nbsp;Look at that silverware, passed down from one generation to the next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xK-s70G3rm4/TtEYmURQagI/AAAAAAAAHuA/k4NYCDzONqg/s1600/summerpreparing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xK-s70G3rm4/TtEYmURQagI/AAAAAAAAHuA/k4NYCDzONqg/s320/summerpreparing.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;David is kept busy with his recent obsession - Monopoly. &amp;nbsp;He has hotels and houses on all of his expensive properties. &amp;nbsp;He is something else. &amp;nbsp;Mr. Capitalism. &amp;nbsp;Of course, we used to play this game as kids too - for hours - of course this is now our 4th day of the game (a real marathon). &amp;nbsp;That is my set of hotels on Connecticut - where I was born. &amp;nbsp;Mom is quietly working in the background during this massive (and ongoing) distraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z20CWB0jBLk/TtEsBqZ9KmI/AAAAAAAAHuM/IS10kub9yAg/s1600/davidmonopoloy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z20CWB0jBLk/TtEsBqZ9KmI/AAAAAAAAHuM/IS10kub9yAg/s320/davidmonopoloy.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok - now it is really time get ready for Thanksgiving. &amp;nbsp;David is willing to take a break from his lucrative game to help mom out but that smiles makes me think he is up to something. &amp;nbsp;We will probably find out a few days from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bynd91deqss/TtEYilKBGgI/AAAAAAAAHtw/C3ep0EyFADE/s1600/summerdavidpreparingroom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bynd91deqss/TtEYilKBGgI/AAAAAAAAHtw/C3ep0EyFADE/s320/summerdavidpreparingroom.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the meantime, we sit back enjoy the meal, the left-overs, and yes more and more Monopoly. &amp;nbsp;Is life perfect? &amp;nbsp;Well he could sleep in a bit later and maybe let me win one race to the bath at night. &amp;nbsp;But all in all, we appreciate what we have - a life together - and we are thankful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-6656657118061286095?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/6656657118061286095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=6656657118061286095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/6656657118061286095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/6656657118061286095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-thanksgiving-2011.html' title=''/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3DFNHNpLO0s/TtEYhJJi1LI/AAAAAAAAHto/zCfKmHHpx5E/s72-c/familydinningroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-3877098960579701354</id><published>2011-11-15T11:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T19:22:17.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stanford Violin Recital</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N7zSNn4gY2E/TsLBPU6JHHI/AAAAAAAAHrA/S1pm5RFETYM/s1600/1.+Dinkelspeil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="118" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N7zSNn4gY2E/TsLBPU6JHHI/AAAAAAAAHrA/S1pm5RFETYM/s200/1.+Dinkelspeil.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stanford Violin Recital&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Yes - this is David's big day at Stanford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok one of his big days - many more to come. &amp;nbsp;(Parental pressure - moi?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom helped him prepare (with a lot of practice - month after month - but also tightening his bow at the moment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_f4YO5U9lI/TsLBQLZ3cQI/AAAAAAAAHrI/N_-wO8_RE-k/s1600/2.+momhelpingtuneprepare.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_f4YO5U9lI/TsLBQLZ3cQI/AAAAAAAAHrI/N_-wO8_RE-k/s320/2.+momhelpingtuneprepare.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The older kids got the ball rolling with a lovely piece - very accomplished. &amp;nbsp;Something I guess for us all to look forward to down the road. &amp;nbsp;Smart way to set the stage, as it were, for us parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Listen to them for a few seconds and you will see what I mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1f9cae2a6aa19117" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1f9cae2a6aa19117%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330396806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4E7F2229D81C52739A6635F99FD91C85CF40556A.7698CAEAA6A25AE4E87B2EE4673D77176173B300%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1f9cae2a6aa19117%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6ce99_-_w_3fCCVNdu5Dj43oh2s&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1f9cae2a6aa19117%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330396806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4E7F2229D81C52739A6635F99FD91C85CF40556A.7698CAEAA6A25AE4E87B2EE4673D77176173B300%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1f9cae2a6aa19117%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6ce99_-_w_3fCCVNdu5Dj43oh2s&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then it was time for the real stars to preform. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Up comes David on to the stage.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(He is middle front left - you know the little blonde kid).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U1whgHHd-bk/TsLBeN9qBhI/AAAAAAAAHrY/FdQiwu2dL94/s1600/4.+recitalgroupDavidinfront.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U1whgHHd-bk/TsLBeN9qBhI/AAAAAAAAHrY/FdQiwu2dL94/s320/4.+recitalgroupDavidinfront.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In case you missed him, here is a close-up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-faQoxHptdXw/TsLBegIMzrI/AAAAAAAAHrg/pg0GKPyKFJo/s1600/5.+davidupcloseplaying.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-faQoxHptdXw/TsLBegIMzrI/AAAAAAAAHrg/pg0GKPyKFJo/s320/5.+davidupcloseplaying.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh you wanted to hear him. &amp;nbsp;Ok. &amp;nbsp;Get ready (and click below each picture).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was quite a joy to listen to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Two videos of his performance. &amp;nbsp;They are short. &amp;nbsp;They will appear in a separate screen and might take a minute to download so be patient - it is well worth the wait.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGPFbwrLMNM/TsLIl-C2xjI/AAAAAAAAHsI/Sm4D3qiljTQ/s1600/twinkle1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGPFbwrLMNM/TsLIl-C2xjI/AAAAAAAAHsI/Sm4D3qiljTQ/s1600/twinkle1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.me.com/profdavidf/twinklepart1.MOV" target="_blank"&gt;Twinkle Part I&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KmyvHvX3kYw/TsLImH_D_WI/AAAAAAAAHsQ/XBjizWZukxo/s1600/twinkle2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KmyvHvX3kYw/TsLImH_D_WI/AAAAAAAAHsQ/XBjizWZukxo/s1600/twinkle2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.me.com/profdavidf/twinklepart2.MOV" target="_blank"&gt;Twinkle Part II&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What a performance! &amp;nbsp;I told you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You thought I was kidding.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What an experience. &amp;nbsp;David's Stanford debut. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What a great recital and a wonderful way to spend the afternoon. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A milestone for him. &amp;nbsp;A moment of enchantment, escape, and pure joy for us. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok - we are a little proud too. &amp;nbsp;He is a very special little boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-3877098960579701354?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/3877098960579701354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=3877098960579701354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/3877098960579701354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/3877098960579701354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2011/11/stanford-violin-recital.html' title='Stanford Violin Recital'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N7zSNn4gY2E/TsLBPU6JHHI/AAAAAAAAHrA/S1pm5RFETYM/s72-c/1.+Dinkelspeil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-9191174377760871193</id><published>2011-11-01T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T17:53:53.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Halloween 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Yes - we have a young, very young Sigmund Freud. &amp;nbsp;For school he had to be an historic figure of some note from Europe. &amp;nbsp;So we got him a (very inexpensive) suit, shirt and tie combination and just in case no one guessed (because of his age and hair color - not exactly white), we made a sign identifying the character. He had to explain what Freud did - famous Jewish doctor who fixed minds. &amp;nbsp;He "introduced psychoanalysis." &amp;nbsp;Interesting how David never took the tie off - sounds a little like dad I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fln9T1S5uUI/TrCQTcdDZ5I/AAAAAAAAHm8/8GE3Povpyqw/s1600/DavidFreud.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fln9T1S5uUI/TrCQTcdDZ5I/AAAAAAAAHm8/8GE3Povpyqw/s320/DavidFreud.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Of course, it does hurt his image that he is doing well (very well) at chess in that outfit. &amp;nbsp;He beats me (but mostly when he takes my turn as well as his own). &amp;nbsp;I love it when I checkmate him and he is taking the turns for both of us. &amp;nbsp;He takes chess class on Fridays and absolutely loves - really loves - the game. &amp;nbsp;He knows all the pieces and all the major moves (and plays morning - for breakfast - and before or after dinner). &amp;nbsp;I taught him how to transform a pawn into a queen. &amp;nbsp;This is a dream come true for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4evgKPdBjDA/TrCQSS46qfI/AAAAAAAAHm0/wN6UW8Q2K1M/s1600/DavidchessFreud.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4evgKPdBjDA/TrCQSS46qfI/AAAAAAAAHm0/wN6UW8Q2K1M/s320/DavidchessFreud.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of transformer. &amp;nbsp;By day he may be Freud, eminent psychoanalyst, but by night he is a Transformer - so beware.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HYFBDY3QDIo/TrCQVFTIX_I/AAAAAAAAHnE/cum_Pv9kZdY/s1600/davidtransformer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HYFBDY3QDIo/TrCQVFTIX_I/AAAAAAAAHnE/cum_Pv9kZdY/s320/davidtransformer.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We made the rounds through the new neighborhood and he made a killing. &amp;nbsp;Speaking of which some of the houses in our neighborhood were really scary - take a look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9IkDJiFzSPw/TrCTmLi3XgI/AAAAAAAAHnY/v_USC7NOwFk/s1600/scaryhouse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9IkDJiFzSPw/TrCTmLi3XgI/AAAAAAAAHnY/v_USC7NOwFk/s320/scaryhouse.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Before the Halloween walk Sarah Skyped in to see what David was wearing. &amp;nbsp;He played Twinkle Twinkle on his violin for her. She really appreciated it and he loved playing for her - distance to him is nothing. &amp;nbsp;Skype makes it the same as being across town even though it is across country. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b1sq4tGfzRY/TrCQYc2ynbI/AAAAAAAAHnM/YfrwtDAGfPA/s1600/sarahdavidviolintransformer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b1sq4tGfzRY/TrCQYc2ynbI/AAAAAAAAHnM/YfrwtDAGfPA/s320/sarahdavidviolintransformer.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a nice Halloween and a ton of kids came by (including one who said she used to live here - that was something else) - but all in all a fun family evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-9191174377760871193?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/9191174377760871193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=9191174377760871193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/9191174377760871193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/9191174377760871193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-2011.html' title='Halloween 2011'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fln9T1S5uUI/TrCQTcdDZ5I/AAAAAAAAHm8/8GE3Povpyqw/s72-c/DavidFreud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-8947547011096073180</id><published>2011-10-21T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T01:24:39.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>David's 1st Violin Recital - October 20, 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mLgL2GRMPG8/TqEixWy90XI/AAAAAAAAHhY/5SNS-fdhamc/s1600/1davidreadyoutside.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mLgL2GRMPG8/TqEixWy90XI/AAAAAAAAHhY/5SNS-fdhamc/s320/1davidreadyoutside.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;David's 1st Violin Recita&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;l.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes - this man is ready to play. &amp;nbsp;We are outside the recital hall and this man is jazzed (so to speak).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;David got a little practice in before the recital (in the parking lot). &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mom is checking for last minute touches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jfz8S-YKDu0/TqEiy9cigsI/AAAAAAAAHhg/nJxjFwjPYC8/s1600/2davidmompracticeoutside.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jfz8S-YKDu0/TqEiy9cigsI/AAAAAAAAHhg/nJxjFwjPYC8/s320/2davidmompracticeoutside.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The man is serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kRgflVBVnYs/TqEi0uMgUII/AAAAAAAAHho/WTkRp-GRdvI/s1600/3davidpracticeoutside.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kRgflVBVnYs/TqEi0uMgUII/AAAAAAAAHho/WTkRp-GRdvI/s320/3davidpracticeoutside.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We enter the concert hall and he is on the program.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They are listed in order of skill level. &amp;nbsp;David is looking good. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He is the 6th child playing tonight out of 9.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-16GYqTjkp1s/TqEi1xaZhHI/AAAAAAAAHhw/14k6gSlYVbY/s1600/4recitalprogram.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-16GYqTjkp1s/TqEi1xaZhHI/AAAAAAAAHhw/14k6gSlYVbY/s320/4recitalprogram.jpg" width="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;David is ready to play (just a little warming up first).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RaJwGlxum_s/TqEi20TKkuI/AAAAAAAAHh4/1bMJN9KSpmw/s1600/5davidplaying.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RaJwGlxum_s/TqEi20TKkuI/AAAAAAAAHh4/1bMJN9KSpmw/s320/5davidplaying.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He is a very intense player - really concentrates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P8v_JC6vJOE/TqEi4P8aBtI/AAAAAAAAHiA/j-CMCkjSySI/s1600/6davidplayingcloseup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P8v_JC6vJOE/TqEi4P8aBtI/AAAAAAAAHiA/j-CMCkjSySI/s320/6davidplayingcloseup.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;His Recital &lt;a href="http://web.me.com/profdavidf/davidrecital.MOV"&gt;(click here to listen to him play&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cdtFBgJHETY/TqEmTG66Z1I/AAAAAAAAHis/eAHOv2eyjYI/s1600/davidplayinglinktomovie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cdtFBgJHETY/TqEmTG66Z1I/AAAAAAAAHis/eAHOv2eyjYI/s320/davidplayinglinktomovie.jpg" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Excellent job - bravo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To a wonderful class of budding violinists!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a9gjsV9UqPc/TqEjmbSQWfI/AAAAAAAAHiM/Z-_elJGWT4I/s1600/8classshot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a9gjsV9UqPc/TqEjmbSQWfI/AAAAAAAAHiM/Z-_elJGWT4I/s320/8classshot.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;His parents are so proud.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Really, he was one of the best performers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;of the evening. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He stood correctly, introduced his piece with poise, and played beautifully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9d4Cv1QDhDY/TqEjnnaKJjI/AAAAAAAAHiU/qNnVqWS0kwE/s1600/9familyshotcongrats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9d4Cv1QDhDY/TqEjnnaKJjI/AAAAAAAAHiU/qNnVqWS0kwE/s320/9familyshotcongrats.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok - Cookie Time. &amp;nbsp;He deserved it. What a great 1st recital for all involved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Practice really paid off. &amp;nbsp;Nice job little man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jl2X05V5dCM/TqEjozJSm4I/AAAAAAAAHic/5eSWJvU9dzk/s1600/10cookietime.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jl2X05V5dCM/TqEjozJSm4I/AAAAAAAAHic/5eSWJvU9dzk/s320/10cookietime.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lxxIzWgQJ14/TqEjqMnytLI/AAAAAAAAHik/1_vJYuTaldw/s1600/11violinlap.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lxxIzWgQJ14/TqEjqMnytLI/AAAAAAAAHik/1_vJYuTaldw/s320/11violinlap.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-8947547011096073180?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/8947547011096073180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=8947547011096073180' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/8947547011096073180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/8947547011096073180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2011/10/davids-1st-violin-recital-october-20.html' title='David&apos;s 1st Violin Recital - October 20, 2011'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mLgL2GRMPG8/TqEixWy90XI/AAAAAAAAHhY/5SNS-fdhamc/s72-c/1davidreadyoutside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-6384147596837666788</id><published>2011-08-22T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T10:28:43.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>David's 1st Day of Kindergarden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qUiXz2jJJpE/TlKId2Nw0II/AAAAAAAAHYY/5Z6aSPTQjOs/s1600/firstdayatkindergarden.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qUiXz2jJJpE/TlKId2Nw0II/AAAAAAAAHYY/5Z6aSPTQjOs/s320/firstdayatkindergarden.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;David's 1st Day of Kindergarden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;There he is - so proud. &amp;nbsp;He has his backpack, his Star Wars lunch box, and he is standing so tall - with a big smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He is going to the same school that his sister Sarah went to many years ago.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He picked out his outfit and dressed himself. &amp;nbsp;He even laid out his clothes on the floor the night before so that he would be ready to change into them, get ready for breakfast, and then be prepared to go off to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He laid his shirt on the floor first. &amp;nbsp;Under it went the underwear. Then under that you found the shorts. &amp;nbsp;No - it is not done. &amp;nbsp;He put his socks below his shorts - one sock under one trouser leg and another under the other one. &amp;nbsp;He is very serious about this sort of thing and it was very important that Bitsy (our dog) not step on his clean clothes (especially today).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We all got up a little earlier today. &amp;nbsp;It was 6:00 am - that is a big change from Google time trust me. &amp;nbsp;I heard the alarm, washed my face, said "good morning" to Summer. &amp;nbsp;Then I walked over to David's room to get him up. &amp;nbsp;He was moving a little and all I said was: &amp;nbsp;"is its time to get ready to go to kindergarden" and he got ready. &amp;nbsp;(This is not normal - usually getting up is a bit of a struggle.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the room long enough to let Bitsy out and when I came back I found him rubbing his eyes but dressed and ready to go - talking a mile a minute (of course talking a mile a minute is nothing new for him - I always wonder where he got that from - stop laughing).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I said "what do you want for breakfast" and he replied waffles. &amp;nbsp;(Now keep in mind this is often a bit of a battle in the morning as he details what he does not want in the morning, like oatmeal or eggs or... well you name it these days. &amp;nbsp;But this morning waffles without hesitation. &amp;nbsp;So David and dad made breakfast - our normal routine (except a lot earlier). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we started to enter the kitchen David said: &amp;nbsp;"Dad, you make breakfast while I watch TV." &amp;nbsp;My very impressive and effective response (yes I am proud of these tactical maneuvers when they are successful): &amp;nbsp;"I need help, who is going to stir the batter." &amp;nbsp;I know he loves to cook and then the process began - the routine was re-estabished. &amp;nbsp;He mixes. &amp;nbsp;I get the waffle iron ready and he sprays and we pour together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then with great anticipation we both watch to see how much of the waffle batter spills over into the spill cup on the other side of the waffle machine. That lets us know if we have enough to make yet another waffle after the first one is finished. &amp;nbsp;It is a thrilling moment to watch the batter spill over. &amp;nbsp;He loves to let me know how I must have put too much in for that to happen. Ok, enough with all that excitement - you think I am kidding watch for yourself - the mix master at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sK4ih_D3K44/TlKIc19w5II/AAAAAAAAHYU/8ME96hwDIdc/s1600/davidmakingbatter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sK4ih_D3K44/TlKIc19w5II/AAAAAAAAHYU/8ME96hwDIdc/s320/davidmakingbatter.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is 7:00 am. &amp;nbsp;It is time to go. Summer drove. We made it in plenty of time (hey I didn't say she was speeding - it is one of the benefits of the commuter lane). &amp;nbsp;He gave us both a big hug and waved good-bye. &amp;nbsp;He was jumping up and down ready to have a great time. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Summer dropped me off at the train station and went to work at Google. (By way of explanation, we took one car so we could see him off together on his first day of kindergarden - with one car we could all use that wonderful commuter lane I mentioned). &amp;nbsp;I boarded the train, called my mom to see how she was doing, and before I knew it I was at the San Jose train station. &amp;nbsp;I grabbed a cab and I read a chapter of the new book I am writing while in transit and I suddenly I was back home ready to record the moment for the little man (and the rest of us). &amp;nbsp;What a day to remember (and that is why it is in this blog)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-6384147596837666788?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/6384147596837666788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=6384147596837666788' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/6384147596837666788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/6384147596837666788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2011/08/david-1st-day-of-kindergarden.html' title='David&apos;s 1st Day of Kindergarden'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qUiXz2jJJpE/TlKId2Nw0II/AAAAAAAAHYY/5Z6aSPTQjOs/s72-c/firstdayatkindergarden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-7640032347099879562</id><published>2011-08-22T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T10:54:44.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monterey Bay Aquarium (Day before 1st Day of Kindergarden)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PR7p-YeRBCE/TlKDi2OxHRI/AAAAAAAAHXs/UTtTYN-pWjw/s1600/allthreeofus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PR7p-YeRBCE/TlKDi2OxHRI/AAAAAAAAHXs/UTtTYN-pWjw/s320/allthreeofus.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Fetterman Family at the Monterey Bay Aquarium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;It is the day before David's first day of kindergarden. We had some business to take care of down in Monterey and David was so good we asked him "What would you like to do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said the aquarium, so off we went. We have a membership so we could just walk right in (very important as you know when you have a 4 1/2 year old). &amp;nbsp;Long lines don't work too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are inside and all smiles. &amp;nbsp;We know the place pretty well by now. We got married there and we go there all the time, (almost every time we come down to Monterey).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also know what we want to see (the big fish and the jellies and that stamp machine that prints fish on those cool aquarium cards for you). &amp;nbsp;We also know exactly how much time we have. &amp;nbsp;It is called a parking meter and they do ticket. &amp;nbsp;So what is the first thing you see in an aquarium regardless of your agenda - fish, a lot of fish (and beautiful blue water).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qiDe9bq46zk/TlKDjOBKwrI/AAAAAAAAHXw/oYTciHh8VFE/s1600/bigfishcloseupbluewater.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qiDe9bq46zk/TlKDjOBKwrI/AAAAAAAAHXw/oYTciHh8VFE/s320/bigfishcloseupbluewater.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oqAj1PtGpC0/TlKDjevhtDI/AAAAAAAAHX0/-_1v9kgLw0A/s1600/closeupfish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oqAj1PtGpC0/TlKDjevhtDI/AAAAAAAAHX0/-_1v9kgLw0A/s320/closeupfish.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;David was pretty focused like usual - check out those fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TjxagAGF0nw/TlKDkc0pj3I/AAAAAAAAHX8/ljKjoTBL-8g/s1600/Davidwatchingfish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TjxagAGF0nw/TlKDkc0pj3I/AAAAAAAAHX8/ljKjoTBL-8g/s320/Davidwatchingfish.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And then all of a sudden - sharks and lots of them. &amp;nbsp;That was an eye opener. &amp;nbsp;(It certainly was for him - as you can see below. &amp;nbsp;We thought it was pretty cool too.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5jxlqOlOzGI/TlKDmQcGD2I/AAAAAAAAHYM/iPrbFDM5L1A/s1600/shark.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5jxlqOlOzGI/TlKDmQcGD2I/AAAAAAAAHYM/iPrbFDM5L1A/s320/shark.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SdrbCKgAJ2k/TlKDlMIjdTI/AAAAAAAAHYA/K_ILyF7Lews/s1600/davidwowfactor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SdrbCKgAJ2k/TlKDlMIjdTI/AAAAAAAAHYA/K_ILyF7Lews/s320/davidwowfactor.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This aquarium is something else. It also has interactive stations. &amp;nbsp;Below you can see what a fish larva looks like. &amp;nbsp;More to the point, you find it swimming around on the screen, touch it and a blow up shot appears. &amp;nbsp;Then you can move it right side, left side, and upside down and all around to see all the dimensions of the larva. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The startling part is that David walked up to it and starting playing with it right away. It took him no time to figure it out. &amp;nbsp;He has grown up on an iPad, the iPhone, and his own computer, so he thinks the rest of the world works this way. &amp;nbsp;He even knew how to touch the X on the image to reduce it. &amp;nbsp;We take it for granted that our kids are going up in the digital age, but there are little things like this that remind us of how powerful the influence is all around us and how differently he will think than we do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vV0-DeO5yKA/TlKDlaMoB7I/AAAAAAAAHYE/UBpS8gZ2M2E/s1600/fishlarvainteractive.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vV0-DeO5yKA/TlKDlaMoB7I/AAAAAAAAHYE/UBpS8gZ2M2E/s320/fishlarvainteractive.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, back to reality. &amp;nbsp;Here is a classic nettle or jelly. &amp;nbsp;This is what I like to watch - very soothing, calm and almost like a ballet performed in ocean water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NecU1F7eThA/TlKDlwYKE9I/AAAAAAAAHYI/3if0kDLHog8/s1600/jelly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NecU1F7eThA/TlKDlwYKE9I/AAAAAAAAHYI/3if0kDLHog8/s320/jelly.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That is not to say we did not enjoy the really big fish. This is where we had our wedding reception. &amp;nbsp;I remember turning to this wall and watching the gigantic sun fish for a second during the reception and thinking no one could get bored at that wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TVHleZx5Mxw/TlKDm0nsbII/AAAAAAAAHYQ/bjNPYg-DxBQ/s1600/sunfish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TVHleZx5Mxw/TlKDm0nsbII/AAAAAAAAHYQ/bjNPYg-DxBQ/s320/sunfish.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well that's all for now. &amp;nbsp;Just wanted to share a fun day with you. &amp;nbsp;Between Facebook, Google +, and blogging it is a great way to stay in touch with friends and family around the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w4E2Qe3el24/TlKXrzvHNRI/AAAAAAAAHYg/FOnPXQtuyB0/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-08-22+at+10.52.54+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w4E2Qe3el24/TlKXrzvHNRI/AAAAAAAAHYg/FOnPXQtuyB0/s320/Screen+shot+2011-08-22+at+10.52.54+AM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8PEj5xcvrPA/TlKDjz5FmtI/AAAAAAAAHX4/WV8s37Hz3s8/s1600/DavidSummerfaces.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8PEj5xcvrPA/TlKDjz5FmtI/AAAAAAAAHX4/WV8s37Hz3s8/s320/DavidSummerfaces.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-7640032347099879562?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/7640032347099879562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=7640032347099879562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/7640032347099879562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/7640032347099879562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2011/08/monterey-bay-aquarium-day-before-1st.html' title='Monterey Bay Aquarium (Day before 1st Day of Kindergarden)'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PR7p-YeRBCE/TlKDi2OxHRI/AAAAAAAAHXs/UTtTYN-pWjw/s72-c/allthreeofus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-3649627955361338190</id><published>2011-07-26T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T13:20:12.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbie's Visit in July 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sjk11v9pb30/Ti8fmFw0wNI/AAAAAAAAHQ8/ifTto9BkctU/s1600/bubbiedavidsmileinsunshine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sjk11v9pb30/Ti8fmFw0wNI/AAAAAAAAHQ8/ifTto9BkctU/s320/bubbiedavidsmileinsunshine.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Bubbie's Visit July 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Bubbie came to see the new house (and all the inhabitants in it). &amp;nbsp;David had a great time seeing her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Why wouldn't he have a great time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Np7hQBbYxBw/Ti8fq5WBVYI/AAAAAAAAHRM/zeVky0NS-sg/s1600/momdavidworkingonpuzzle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Np7hQBbYxBw/Ti8fq5WBVYI/AAAAAAAAHRM/zeVky0NS-sg/s320/momdavidworkingonpuzzle.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They played letter games, operation, and Monopoly (while Dad worked on his new book - deadlines what can you do).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She attended his art show. &amp;nbsp;The kids at Google had their art work semi-professionally displayed - with beautiful mats and frames, food, and wine. &amp;nbsp;It was a nice feast and celebration of their budding talents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDdqn9E7lpM/Ti8foA6zNdI/AAAAAAAAHRE/bFlZPScn7Pw/s1600/davidtheartistinmotion.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDdqn9E7lpM/Ti8foA6zNdI/AAAAAAAAHRE/bFlZPScn7Pw/s320/davidtheartistinmotion.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We also went out with relatives as long as we were together - hi Mark and Vicki. &amp;nbsp;This restaurant was great. &amp;nbsp;The moment we sat down they volunteered David to help them make some pizza. &amp;nbsp;Way to go restaurant. &amp;nbsp;Good for him, good for us, good for them - a win all the way around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bdgWRTeTa08/Ti8fnWICOQI/AAAAAAAAHRA/BdzCgRUcyNs/s1600/davidmakingpizza.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bdgWRTeTa08/Ti8fnWICOQI/AAAAAAAAHRA/BdzCgRUcyNs/s320/davidmakingpizza.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We also had time for some techology. We just got my mom a new iPhone (4). &amp;nbsp;She loved it. Summer showed her how to set it up. &amp;nbsp;Bubbie and I texted non-stop once she got it set up. &amp;nbsp;She really took to this little device (did I mention it does videoconferencing on the phone as well).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iL0qMFZ0tKg/Ti8fsIFjWGI/AAAAAAAAHRQ/SGWTxo0D-mo/s1600/summershowingmomiphone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iL0qMFZ0tKg/Ti8fsIFjWGI/AAAAAAAAHRQ/SGWTxo0D-mo/s320/summershowingmomiphone.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, just before picking up the little man from Daycare my mom and I took a nice walk at Shoreline Park. &amp;nbsp;She loves the water. &amp;nbsp;The breeze was strong but really pleasant. The sun was shining and everyone had a good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See you for now Bubbie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zVCrsKe6Vw/Ti8fpSexRGI/AAAAAAAAHRI/sQo4rCs7Ur4/s1600/momdavidshoreline.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zVCrsKe6Vw/Ti8fpSexRGI/AAAAAAAAHRI/sQo4rCs7Ur4/s320/momdavidshoreline.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-3649627955361338190?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/3649627955361338190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=3649627955361338190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/3649627955361338190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/3649627955361338190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2011/07/bubbies-visit-in-july-2011.html' title='Bubbie&apos;s Visit in July 2011'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sjk11v9pb30/Ti8fmFw0wNI/AAAAAAAAHQ8/ifTto9BkctU/s72-c/bubbiedavidsmileinsunshine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-995348963248151680</id><published>2011-07-04T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T00:44:40.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July 2011 - David Loves the Fireworks &amp; the Ball Game this Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ku8VNf7r4Us/ThK_E-RxZHI/AAAAAAAAHLI/1yoP1Enj8mc/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-07-05+at+12.33.56+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fireworks &amp;amp; Baseball on the 4th of July&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ku8VNf7r4Us/ThK_E-RxZHI/AAAAAAAAHLI/1yoP1Enj8mc/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-07-05+at+12.33.56+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ku8VNf7r4Us/ThK_E-RxZHI/AAAAAAAAHLI/1yoP1Enj8mc/s320/Screen+shot+2011-07-05+at+12.33.56+AM.png" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fireworks at Silver Creek Valley&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;David loved the fireworks this year. &amp;nbsp;Last year he hid in the car with Summer. The noise was too loud. This year we saw them almost in our back yard and he loved every minute of the show. We did too. Another mini-milestone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But that was not enough. &amp;nbsp;We also went to the ball game - &amp;nbsp;not just any ballgame but a sold out ball park. &amp;nbsp;It was the San Francisco Giants against the San Diego Padres on the 4th of July.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K_4pdDjn7aY/ThK74lkl1MI/AAAAAAAAHK4/K2ox0no8zi0/s1600/sfgiantsgame.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K_4pdDjn7aY/ThK74lkl1MI/AAAAAAAAHK4/K2ox0no8zi0/s320/sfgiantsgame.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And don't you know it, the minute the little man had to go to the facilities they hit a home run right into the stands - right where Summer, David, and I were sitting. &amp;nbsp;I missed it. &amp;nbsp;But the man had to pee, so one must remember one's priorities. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EL2EolXYTd0/ThK8IieShsI/AAAAAAAAHLE/JYONzCYLckw/s1600/giantsgamewithtie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EL2EolXYTd0/ThK8IieShsI/AAAAAAAAHLE/JYONzCYLckw/s320/giantsgamewithtie.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But I could have caught that ball. &amp;nbsp;Summer ducked. &amp;nbsp;As I said the man had to do his thing. &amp;nbsp;We still had fun finding our way back. &amp;nbsp;He loved the entire day and why not - one ball went right into the Bay over our heads. &amp;nbsp;Ok enough with the balls that went out of the park. &amp;nbsp;We really did have a great time as a family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;PS. It was his decision to wear the tie - really. &amp;nbsp;He got a lot of compliments for it too. &amp;nbsp;So he was on to something and I guess we should have listened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy 4th of July 2011!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(and back to the ballgame)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e8d4873b4ae79e39" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De8d4873b4ae79e39%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330396806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4A19AD5414C2DAC0D44D366BCB721FCC2A9CE066.31B956D6A0863923F49D9FC4F7926481D1B01B78%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De8d4873b4ae79e39%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dm2r-Tz45E9WqS_tI3uZV_W17hZE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De8d4873b4ae79e39%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330396806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4A19AD5414C2DAC0D44D366BCB721FCC2A9CE066.31B956D6A0863923F49D9FC4F7926481D1B01B78%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De8d4873b4ae79e39%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dm2r-Tz45E9WqS_tI3uZV_W17hZE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-995348963248151680?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/995348963248151680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=995348963248151680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/995348963248151680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/995348963248151680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-4th-of-july-2011-david-loves.html' title='Happy 4th of July 2011 - David Loves the Fireworks &amp; the Ball Game this Year'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ku8VNf7r4Us/ThK_E-RxZHI/AAAAAAAAHLI/1yoP1Enj8mc/s72-c/Screen+shot+2011-07-05+at+12.33.56+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-3426284329312036349</id><published>2011-06-16T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T01:06:36.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Day! (Preschool to Kindergarden)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nR1lF0RS0cs/Tfrt9wIdypI/AAAAAAAAHFw/mav-HgkxPcI/s1600/badge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nR1lF0RS0cs/Tfrt9wIdypI/AAAAAAAAHFw/mav-HgkxPcI/s320/badge.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Congratulations David!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;It was graduation day today for little David and quite a day it was. &amp;nbsp;All week he has been saying they are going to give out badges for graduation. Summer and I were amused but pretty sure he meant diplomas, so we humored him. &amp;nbsp;Sure enough they gave out Google badges instead of diplomas or certificates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do we know right? We have only gone through over 30 years worth of schooling ourselves? &amp;nbsp;Did we ever get a badge? &amp;nbsp;Maybe we missed something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, David's badge is personalized. &amp;nbsp;He drew it himself. &amp;nbsp;I will not go into detail but lets just say this guy has an attention to detail that is appearing pretty early in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The big surprise of the day is that Sarah was able to make it to David's graduation ceremony. &amp;nbsp;It meant a great deal to David (as you will see later). &amp;nbsp;Way to go Sarah! &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-abhTfRoHvcA/TfruANL-XqI/AAAAAAAAHF4/mLQbgPhTaEA/s1600/Familyshotgrad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-abhTfRoHvcA/TfruANL-XqI/AAAAAAAAHF4/mLQbgPhTaEA/s320/Familyshotgrad.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Summer, David, Sarah, and Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjTbYZtdadg/Tfrt-2l_pGI/AAAAAAAAHF0/_GW6zjYnFSY/s1600/davidsarah1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjTbYZtdadg/Tfrt-2l_pGI/AAAAAAAAHF0/_GW6zjYnFSY/s320/davidsarah1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3FEAxpVGze0/TfruCWpFv7I/AAAAAAAAHGA/mSJzSx1ejXc/s1600/SarahDavid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3FEAxpVGze0/TfruCWpFv7I/AAAAAAAAHGA/mSJzSx1ejXc/s320/SarahDavid.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5CGJeLQKGY4/TfruDdaTCjI/AAAAAAAAHGE/DhVNf0oe6kM/s1600/sarahdavid2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5CGJeLQKGY4/TfruDdaTCjI/AAAAAAAAHGE/DhVNf0oe6kM/s320/sarahdavid2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sarah is pretty proud of her little brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Talk about proud moments. &amp;nbsp;David gave a speech or more accurately he told his teachers what he wanted to say at graduation and they wrote it down and shared it with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is captured in this little video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b04b50df46053a7f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db04b50df46053a7f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330396806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E7B6A2D62D1A7EC47EA284BAA58345953751ADD.7403C52F668EDDB0A03B87FE6EBD8D2BB075355%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db04b50df46053a7f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUTmOujtT9mfgnhOOmz8kYEmhPm8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db04b50df46053a7f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330396806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E7B6A2D62D1A7EC47EA284BAA58345953751ADD.7403C52F668EDDB0A03B87FE6EBD8D2BB075355%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db04b50df46053a7f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUTmOujtT9mfgnhOOmz8kYEmhPm8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you were not able to open the video it, the heart of it says: &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I just miss my sister because she is in college before me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a beautiful sunny California day. &amp;nbsp;No complaints here. &amp;nbsp;A great family celebration. &amp;nbsp;What a nice way to celebrate this milestone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FlmlejzaaRM/TfruE9dbiqI/AAAAAAAAHGI/qW0ySyAcXlQ/s1600/summersarahdavidsitting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FlmlejzaaRM/TfruE9dbiqI/AAAAAAAAHGI/qW0ySyAcXlQ/s320/summersarahdavidsitting.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PinEKkzNeJI/TfruG1Ffx6I/AAAAAAAAHGQ/D2J4Q2XvaaM/s1600/summersarahdavidstanding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PinEKkzNeJI/TfruG1Ffx6I/AAAAAAAAHGQ/D2J4Q2XvaaM/s320/summersarahdavidstanding.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-3426284329312036349?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/3426284329312036349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=3426284329312036349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/3426284329312036349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/3426284329312036349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2011/06/graduation-day-preschool-to.html' title='Graduation Day! (Preschool to Kindergarden)'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nR1lF0RS0cs/Tfrt9wIdypI/AAAAAAAAHFw/mav-HgkxPcI/s72-c/badge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-8443243241920674330</id><published>2011-06-14T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T16:18:46.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Community Service - David Style - Google Serve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/FettermanAssociates/BigBoyDavidFettermanIIFormerlyBabyFetterman?authkey=Gv1sRgCKTij7DWhOqsXQ#5618197873443425810" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tte1eoIiTLc/TffZMwxzThI/AAAAAAAAHFI/MadSzXaCgGQ/s1600/digging.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Community Service Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Yes we make him work. &amp;nbsp;I know he is only 4 1/2 but you have to teach them young right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is actually part of a community service day for the family. &amp;nbsp;It is called Google Serve and we volunteer to help provide food - fresh vegetables - for the local schools and other community programs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;David is helping to pry the garlic loose from the soil so we can pull them out of the ground, put them in the bins, and then bring the bins of garlic to the cart for cleaning and then transport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/FettermanAssociates/BigBoyDavidFettermanIIFormerlyBabyFetterman?authkey=Gv1sRgCKTij7DWhOqsXQ#5618197880299844242" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TaSM_eASqRg/TffZNKUf8pI/AAAAAAAAHFM/JxgIeGNsKtw/s1600/diggingwithmom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mom is helping to provide some instruction to a man who has a will of his own. Dad is in the background taking the shots and moving through the field like the wind prying that garlic loose, while the little man is occupied. (Why you may ask, "Is he a distraction?" "Does he slow you down with a million instructions," - yes - I said instructions, telling us where to dig and how to dig. &amp;nbsp;No, no distraction at all. &amp;nbsp;The purpose of this day is educational - for him right? &amp;nbsp;Yes, of course, unless you are sweating in the baking sun and the clock is ticking away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/FettermanAssociates/BigBoyDavidFettermanIIFormerlyBabyFetterman?authkey=Gv1sRgCKTij7DWhOqsXQ#5618197888734515906" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OgUADZgpVdI/TffZNpve0sI/AAAAAAAAHFQ/7x9JDMx4VmM/s1600/garlic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Da Dah as David says! &amp;nbsp;He picked his first garlic from the soil. &amp;nbsp;We had a great day and it is for a good cause - partially providing fresh vegetables to the local schools and partially to socialize this little man into what will be normal for him down the road. &amp;nbsp;Da Dah! (Oops was that Mom and Dad patting themselves on the back for this early training or just their sore backs at the end of the day.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-8443243241920674330?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/8443243241920674330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=8443243241920674330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/8443243241920674330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/8443243241920674330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2011/06/social-service-david-style-google-serve.html' title='Community Service - David Style - Google Serve'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tte1eoIiTLc/TffZMwxzThI/AAAAAAAAHFI/MadSzXaCgGQ/s72-c/digging.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-1963914669567127247</id><published>2011-06-03T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T10:41:01.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Man Keeps on Growing Right Before Our Eyes - 42 inches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fDiUx0v2MDA/TekLO0JanaI/AAAAAAAAHC4/ow0hts5whl8/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-06-03+at+9.24.27+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fDiUx0v2MDA/TekLO0JanaI/AAAAAAAAHC4/ow0hts5whl8/s320/Screen+shot+2011-06-03+at+9.24.27+AM.png" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This little man just keeps on growing. We really didn't even notice it. &amp;nbsp;Sure, we heard everyone saying how much more he has grown since the last time they saw him, but as a parent you just figure they are being polite - "small" talk as it were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But we went back to Great America - theme park - this year and they measured him to see what rides he could go on. To our surprise, he was able to go on a new range of rides that he was too small to go on only a year ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Summer also noticed this morning that he was bulging out of his pajamas too and he is not plump. &amp;nbsp;He is just growing like weed - out of control. &amp;nbsp;We told him no more eggs and french toast for breakfast and no sleeping at bedtime or he will be bigger than us soon. &amp;nbsp;Interestingly he is happy to eat breakfast now (for the most part) and willing to go to bed on time. &amp;nbsp;I am not sure I see the link - more eating and sleeping for more rides. &amp;nbsp;It sounds like manipulation to me. &amp;nbsp;No, no - not us. &amp;nbsp;Just a coincidence I am certain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In any case, everyone goes through this, but it is still a little miracle - so incremental, talking one day, potty training the next, and now dressing himself. &amp;nbsp;I literally sit there in amazement some mornings watching him dress himself. &amp;nbsp;It was such a struggle to get his clothes on such as short period of time ago and now he is so proud. &amp;nbsp;He jumps into our room and says: &amp;nbsp;"Da Dah" - a bit on the dramatic side but he knows it is a big accomplishment. &amp;nbsp;We are working on coordinating the outfit but that's another story (literally).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The other part of his growth - the inner growth - is also a wonder. &amp;nbsp;He said to me before bedtime the other night (in his classic negotiating style): &amp;nbsp;"What are my options?" &amp;nbsp;In other words how late can I stay up tonight, how many books can we read before bedtime? &amp;nbsp;But where did that vocabulary come from - options? &amp;nbsp;But more important is his heart. &amp;nbsp;The other night after he practiced on his violin he said he wanted to play a song for us - one he made up for us. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IxkgRQ__UJU/TekLODaXRRI/AAAAAAAAHC0/MqVFgAUkxr8/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-06-03+at+9.24.04+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IxkgRQ__UJU/TekLODaXRRI/AAAAAAAAHC0/MqVFgAUkxr8/s200/Screen+shot+2011-06-03+at+9.24.04+AM.png" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was really cute. &amp;nbsp;It went something like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I love Daddy. &amp;nbsp;I love Mommy. &amp;nbsp;I love Sarah (his older sister). &amp;nbsp;I love Bitsy too (our dog) even when she is a bad girl I still love her." &amp;nbsp;Here is one rendition of his song below. &amp;nbsp;It is hard to hear but you get the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What a guy at 4 1/2 years old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-1963914669567127247?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/1963914669567127247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=1963914669567127247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/1963914669567127247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/1963914669567127247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-man-keeps-on-growing-right.html' title='The Little Man Keeps on Growing Right Before Our Eyes - 42 inches'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fDiUx0v2MDA/TekLO0JanaI/AAAAAAAAHC4/ow0hts5whl8/s72-c/Screen+shot+2011-06-03+at+9.24.27+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-7872647701048482079</id><published>2011-04-25T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T17:42:12.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Passover 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WyZAW3KTYmA/TbYP6doXOMI/AAAAAAAAG-Q/4CB0-jem64M/s1600/standingatsedartablecropped.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WyZAW3KTYmA/TbYP6doXOMI/AAAAAAAAG-Q/4CB0-jem64M/s320/standingatsedartablecropped.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Passover 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Pretty cool - our first Passover in our new home. &amp;nbsp;David got the flowers and did the Mah Nish Tahna Halila Hazeh Mecall Ha Ameem. &amp;nbsp;Not too bad for 4 years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He even wore his yamaka for the picture - what you wanted him to wear it throughout the entire Sedar? Good luck. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He did sit reclining throughout the Sedar - see the red pillow pet underneath his bottom? &amp;nbsp;He also found the afficoman so we could finish the Sedar in one evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihIHmsKlUPI/TbYP03fGCdI/AAAAAAAAG94/iVU2du-xWjs/s1600/matzah.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihIHmsKlUPI/TbYP03fGCdI/AAAAAAAAG94/iVU2du-xWjs/s320/matzah.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh yes - lets not forget the Borah Pre Hagaffin - blessing on the wine (ok grape juice but you get the idea).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8725848e88de44db" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8725848e88de44db%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330396806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2135CC01113325D5C37FE159689135EEBBC626FA.741BB29061ED7B958DC3E6AA1DE1C0DD6123CB8B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8725848e88de44db%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0sjxAt1O7bdcwnDe301yGTEzVZI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8725848e88de44db%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330396806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2135CC01113325D5C37FE159689135EEBBC626FA.741BB29061ED7B958DC3E6AA1DE1C0DD6123CB8B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8725848e88de44db%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0sjxAt1O7bdcwnDe301yGTEzVZI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dad explained the symbolism of the Sedar Plate. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We also took a moment to toast and celebrate our friend's new born at the Sedar. &amp;nbsp;It made the symbolism of the egg more real and meaningful to David. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nW_yg7f6aww/TbYP2QU8amI/AAAAAAAAG98/0n73qEt1akk/s1600/sedarplate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="269" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nW_yg7f6aww/TbYP2QU8amI/AAAAAAAAG98/0n73qEt1akk/s320/sedarplate.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n_qtZiDbmss/TbYPz3OKreI/AAAAAAAAG90/QEGEtcikxJc/s1600/davidwine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n_qtZiDbmss/TbYPz3OKreI/AAAAAAAAG90/QEGEtcikxJc/s320/davidwine.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for sharing our Sedar with us - the same souls in a new vessel that's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvTapcybyYw/TbYP313x9DI/AAAAAAAAG-A/YG5OAuyW-s4/s1600/sittingatsedar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvTapcybyYw/TbYP313x9DI/AAAAAAAAG-A/YG5OAuyW-s4/s320/sittingatsedar.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MFWJwnZZgNk/TbYPykHmzNI/AAAAAAAAG9s/bkUAj82suh8/s1600/birdofparadise.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MFWJwnZZgNk/TbYPykHmzNI/AAAAAAAAG9s/bkUAj82suh8/s320/birdofparadise.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What? You thought because I chose a bird of paradise (which just happens to be in our backyard), that we think we are care free and...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, on Passover that is precisely what we were - free and carefree.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thankful for the freedoms we enjoy and the family that we embrace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hog Samaach - Happy Passover Everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-7872647701048482079?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/7872647701048482079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=7872647701048482079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/7872647701048482079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/7872647701048482079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-passover-2011.html' title='Happy Passover 2011'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WyZAW3KTYmA/TbYP6doXOMI/AAAAAAAAG-Q/4CB0-jem64M/s72-c/standingatsedartablecropped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-67711651979816487</id><published>2011-04-20T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T13:36:18.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>David Took the Roof Off of His Room! (we moved)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JkRmsM1LK5M/Ta8mg8ElfSI/AAAAAAAAG7k/UI_Z3Qt4LNQ/s1600/ceilingmoon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JkRmsM1LK5M/Ta8mg8ElfSI/AAAAAAAAG7k/UI_Z3Qt4LNQ/s320/ceilingmoon.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;The Move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Hey. &amp;nbsp;David. &amp;nbsp;Why did you take the roof off the house again?! &amp;nbsp;No Daddy, it is just a painting. &amp;nbsp;No way - put the roof back before it rains. &amp;nbsp;Daddy... (and so our nightly conversations goes - yes - over and over and over again). &amp;nbsp;He doesn't tire of it so why should I right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In any case, David really likes his new room and his new house. No big turmoil about leaving the other one - which of course is more of a parent concern I suppose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kqDZYBILNfs/Ta8mh93nFZI/AAAAAAAAG7o/TEpnoFVu9Ew/s1600/davidinbedceiling.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kqDZYBILNfs/Ta8mh93nFZI/AAAAAAAAG7o/TEpnoFVu9Ew/s320/davidinbedceiling.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rVKFb-FLmxU/Ta8mjgJMXhI/AAAAAAAAG7s/OI9x-yQsY-g/s1600/davidinbedsmiles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rVKFb-FLmxU/Ta8mjgJMXhI/AAAAAAAAG7s/OI9x-yQsY-g/s320/davidinbedsmiles.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He also has a great view out his window in the morning - turkeys - no kidding, and they are big!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NaFMbeevoGs/Ta8mw4w07qI/AAAAAAAAG8k/1Ednp0EJ7pw/s1600/turkey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="145" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NaFMbeevoGs/Ta8mw4w07qI/AAAAAAAAG8k/1Ednp0EJ7pw/s320/turkey.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hey - this little man had to work for this room and that view, including painting it with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BifQAfpUhww/Ta8mwJgQE2I/AAAAAAAAG8g/uowv4eDPoco/s1600/painting+room.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BifQAfpUhww/Ta8mwJgQE2I/AAAAAAAAG8g/uowv4eDPoco/s1600/painting+room.jpg" style="cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It also means practicing on his violin at night. &amp;nbsp;He is actually getting better every day. &amp;nbsp;Who would guess 4 year old kids could learn to play. &amp;nbsp;Suzuki method of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhmemEYHetM/Ta8-HS6ayrI/AAAAAAAAG9E/lAyAtDDhZbk/s1600/violin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhmemEYHetM/Ta8-HS6ayrI/AAAAAAAAG9E/lAyAtDDhZbk/s1600/violin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M4CHEon7CZ4/Ta8mxEfaOVI/AAAAAAAAG8s/EbdjnHxtU4o/s1600/violinschool.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M4CHEon7CZ4/Ta8mxEfaOVI/AAAAAAAAG8s/EbdjnHxtU4o/s1600/violinschool.jpg" style="cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is David playing for his porridge. &amp;nbsp;Well actually, he is performing for his friends at Google pre-school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He has adapted very well actually and been very low key about not just the move but all the remodeling and reconstruction. &amp;nbsp;We thought this was a turn-key ready to move in house for the most part but that was not exactly the case. &amp;nbsp;Everything was old, never touched, and in need of serious attention. So off to work we went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;From an almost paisley granite tile (now we are updating and into the remodeling zone),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BBuZQCQC-z4/Ta8mlXhR94I/AAAAAAAAG70/P4iqCFojoYI/s1600/kitchenislandbefore.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BBuZQCQC-z4/Ta8mlXhR94I/AAAAAAAAG70/P4iqCFojoYI/s320/kitchenislandbefore.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to demolition,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-anoJw3z7FqE/Ta8mm9bYJyI/AAAAAAAAG74/Yrd2tFCPeVE/s1600/kitchentearup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-anoJw3z7FqE/Ta8mm9bYJyI/AAAAAAAAG74/Yrd2tFCPeVE/s320/kitchentearup.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to clean marble surfaces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iWd49PzkXPE/Ta8mstcJumI/AAAAAAAAG8M/IRZE-Sm0qwA/s1600/marbledoneisland.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iWd49PzkXPE/Ta8mstcJumI/AAAAAAAAG8M/IRZE-Sm0qwA/s1600/marbledoneisland.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and its not just that room. &amp;nbsp;There are the showers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L7OW9h8kJGc/Ta8mv7v6cpI/AAAAAAAAG8c/5UWO8jg_sG8/s1600/ourbath.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L7OW9h8kJGc/Ta8mv7v6cpI/AAAAAAAAG8c/5UWO8jg_sG8/s320/ourbath.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and just getting the place pulled together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r7oCedJ6pus/Ta8mpH4hqPI/AAAAAAAAG8A/QpDeD4yx4Eo/s1600/livingroomprogress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r7oCedJ6pus/Ta8mpH4hqPI/AAAAAAAAG8A/QpDeD4yx4Eo/s320/livingroomprogress.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it is all worth it, just check out the view from our bedroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M1TUgnST0yg/Ta8murpes1I/AAAAAAAAG8U/QdZIzePnzl0/s1600/ourbackyard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M1TUgnST0yg/Ta8murpes1I/AAAAAAAAG8U/QdZIzePnzl0/s320/ourbackyard.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and there are those cute moments of appreciation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6adb47254f01f96d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6adb47254f01f96d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330396806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D364A4715EC5CA072EC619D165547E9EFC7ED2BC.68C4B60774B05FA0E7B4F8DF34D005BEDBEBE5A0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6adb47254f01f96d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKCOStQDY5hunfh0WQEu2d-sYGek&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6adb47254f01f96d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330396806%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D364A4715EC5CA072EC619D165547E9EFC7ED2BC.68C4B60774B05FA0E7B4F8DF34D005BEDBEBE5A0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6adb47254f01f96d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKCOStQDY5hunfh0WQEu2d-sYGek&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is called the "I love you this much movie."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also stop for a treat every once in a while in the middle of this chaos (which he seems to enjoy or be oblivious too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k-FtuMZVVeg/Ta8mkFlQnbI/AAAAAAAAG7w/n4l_I-QMTF0/s1600/icecreambreak.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k-FtuMZVVeg/Ta8mkFlQnbI/AAAAAAAAG7w/n4l_I-QMTF0/s1600/icecreambreak.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and at the end of the day - it is the same routine: &amp;nbsp;take a bath, eat your yogurt and fruit, read a story, brush your teeth, and it is BEDTIME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NwsJTUS8IHM/Ta8mfXCMzpI/AAAAAAAAG7g/PbpbHNjuqug/s1600/bedtimepicture.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NwsJTUS8IHM/Ta8mfXCMzpI/AAAAAAAAG7g/PbpbHNjuqug/s320/bedtimepicture.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Night (mister giggles).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-67711651979816487?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/67711651979816487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=67711651979816487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/67711651979816487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/67711651979816487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2011/04/david-took-roof-off-of-his-room-we.html' title='David Took the Roof Off of His Room! (we moved)'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JkRmsM1LK5M/Ta8mg8ElfSI/AAAAAAAAG7k/UI_Z3Qt4LNQ/s72-c/ceilingmoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-2608695330194052452</id><published>2011-01-07T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T11:09:51.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandel Bread - a tradition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TSdgIoN5MvI/AAAAAAAAGs8/O6bGH6_gKCM/s1600/davidmandelbread.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TSdgIoN5MvI/AAAAAAAAGs8/O6bGH6_gKCM/s1600/davidmandelbread.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Mandel Bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;nbsp;This is basically a Jewish biscotti - but softer and maybe a bit sweeter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad and Mom used to make it when we were kids. &amp;nbsp;My sister Judy and I tried making it every so often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tastes great. &amp;nbsp;I have not seen it anywhere for some time. &amp;nbsp;Occasionally I would find it say in Chicago - called a Russian Tea Cake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have something like it here at the Stanford Shopping Center but they put jam in it and call it a walnut cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled on this &lt;a href="http://kosherfood.about.com/od/desserts/r/mandel_bread.htm"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt; just last week and it is really good. &amp;nbsp;It is easy to make (although we made half the amount and still ended up with 4 1/2 loaves). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David made this batch with me or I should say I assisted him. &amp;nbsp;Don't worry he washed his hands - he insisted (of course he loves to play in the water so this was a nice excuse). &amp;nbsp;You can see he is quite proud of his accomplishment. &amp;nbsp;I even let him get out of bed to see the final product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, he did have to wait until morning to eat it - ostensively because it was too hot. &amp;nbsp;Mostly because it was late (past his bedtime) and yes it does have some sugar in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TSdgKKg4gkI/AAAAAAAAGtA/UWawe0lAH48/s1600/dfmandelbread.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TSdgKKg4gkI/AAAAAAAAGtA/UWawe0lAH48/s320/dfmandelbread.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TSdgKKg4gkI/AAAAAAAAGtA/UWawe0lAH48/s1600/dfmandelbread.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we have continued yet another tradition. &amp;nbsp;The mandel bread tradition in the Fetterman Family. &amp;nbsp;Summer shared some of it with our friends and her colleagues at Google. &amp;nbsp;They loved it. &amp;nbsp;It doesn't look very pretty as a loaf - which put one friend off until they tasted it and then back they came for more. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No surprise here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I linked you up with the &lt;a href="http://kosherfood.about.com/od/desserts/r/mandel_bread.htm"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt; so go for it and create your own tradition. &amp;nbsp;Once you start it is really hard to...be right back, just getting one more piece of mandel bread with my tea...hard to stop, I think that is what I was saying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-2608695330194052452?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/2608695330194052452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=2608695330194052452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/2608695330194052452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/2608695330194052452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2011/01/mandel-bread-tradition.html' title='Mandel Bread - a tradition'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TSdgIoN5MvI/AAAAAAAAGs8/O6bGH6_gKCM/s72-c/davidmandelbread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-6131580353319674842</id><published>2010-12-09T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T14:31:28.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanukkah in Hawaii 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQF-Nr-J6JI/AAAAAAAAGnE/ozniiHvNlbE/s1600/davidhandsinair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQF-Nr-J6JI/AAAAAAAAGnE/ozniiHvNlbE/s320/davidhandsinair.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Happy Hanukkah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Why not - David gets 8 days of gifts and a chance to light the candles (aka play with fire) every night. &amp;nbsp;This man is into Hanukkah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually I begin with where we ended - back at home in Menlo Park (with all the comforts of home with a few days left of Hanukkah - where we left the presents for the most part). &amp;nbsp;So let me back track and take us back in time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week we spent Hanukkah in Hawaii - Maui specifically - very laid back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Summer found a nice house to rent like usual. &amp;nbsp;This was a real treat. &amp;nbsp;This is the front entrance - just passing through the front gates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQF-5sQzSGI/AAAAAAAAGnQ/EelWkAauFJY/s1600/frontgate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="152" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQF-5sQzSGI/AAAAAAAAGnQ/EelWkAauFJY/s320/frontgate.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the view from the house - ocean in the background and palm trees everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGALvTnlLI/AAAAAAAAGnw/14EBqcL40w0/s1600/deckoceanview.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGALvTnlLI/AAAAAAAAGnw/14EBqcL40w0/s320/deckoceanview.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;David and Bubbie made the most use of the deck - lounging primarily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGAvt5TdTI/AAAAAAAAGn0/R82CdxLkQfQ/s1600/deckbubbiedavid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGAvt5TdTI/AAAAAAAAGn0/R82CdxLkQfQ/s320/deckbubbiedavid.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, the inside was quite nice too. &amp;nbsp;You can see Summer is hard at work on her computer in the living room - tracking down great places to eat. (I mean working very hard on Google work of course, what was I saying.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGA4Y8zQmI/AAAAAAAAGn4/fIWpZYJhDEU/s1600/livingroom2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGA4Y8zQmI/AAAAAAAAGn4/fIWpZYJhDEU/s320/livingroom2.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You find Summer consulting with Lee (her dad) on an important culinary selection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGA6lgHxUI/AAAAAAAAGn8/JqeDkcsM-y4/s1600/livingroomsummerlee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGA6lgHxUI/AAAAAAAAGn8/JqeDkcsM-y4/s320/livingroomsummerlee.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbie (my mom) really was working on a proposal while we were there. Not bad for 83 - still writing and winning proposals. &amp;nbsp;Don't worry - she had fun (this was just part of her fun).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGC_lQY_ZI/AAAAAAAAGoE/53BCF59DjGE/s1600/bubbieonproposalcomputer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGC_lQY_ZI/AAAAAAAAGoE/53BCF59DjGE/s1600/bubbieonproposalcomputer.jpg" style="cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When it rained for a few minutes here and there David found himself busy understanding theories about Vietnam and other political propaganda stories: &amp;nbsp;I mean he learned to play dominos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGBAyq1hEI/AAAAAAAAGoA/Pal5ueutCvI/s1600/Daviddominos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGBAyq1hEI/AAAAAAAAGoA/Pal5ueutCvI/s320/Daviddominos.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When the sun came back out - there was almost always a rainbow to enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGFPk4hRPI/AAAAAAAAGoI/bHv_5VIH4Oo/s1600/rainbow3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGFPk4hRPI/AAAAAAAAGoI/bHv_5VIH4Oo/s320/rainbow3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As long as it was dry again, it was time to explore the territory on the plantation. &amp;nbsp;David found all sorts of things to enjoy when the sun came out. &amp;nbsp;For one he found out he was a big crocket fan - well he became one as soon as he saw the stick and the ball and was told you were actually allowed to hit the ball with the stick. &amp;nbsp;Lee aka Papa and David spent time trying not to get hurt, I mean enjoying the turf and the sportsmanship between them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQF_4UloXZI/AAAAAAAAGns/fBE3w6SwNMo/s1600/davidleecrockett.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQF_4UloXZI/AAAAAAAAGns/fBE3w6SwNMo/s320/davidleecrockett.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yes - did I mention David is a water baby - he loves the water, any kind of water, from washing the dishes (what child labor laws) to the jacuzzi - just a few feet away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGGE1-ZeOI/AAAAAAAAGoM/CmUqS1BG2sQ/s1600/davidtightsmile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGGE1-ZeOI/AAAAAAAAGoM/CmUqS1BG2sQ/s320/davidtightsmile.jpg" width="128" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGGKvTqszI/AAAAAAAAGoQ/AdK66ywi7CM/s1600/leedavid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGGKvTqszI/AAAAAAAAGoQ/AdK66ywi7CM/s320/leedavid.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well - we could not stay at the plantation the entire time right? &amp;nbsp;So off we went for our first culinary selection: &amp;nbsp;Mama's Fish House (on the east coast by Haiku where we were staying). &amp;nbsp;A lot of movie stars and politicians go there. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQF_EIMloxI/AAAAAAAAGnU/SdTIwRUzhHY/s1600/mamasfishhouseboat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQF_EIMloxI/AAAAAAAAGnU/SdTIwRUzhHY/s320/mamasfishhouseboat.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok - so we were not politicians or actors but we enjoyed the food and company just as much (maybe more since there wasn't any politicing going on - just kicking back and relaxing and enjoying the food and the atmosphere).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQF_JnHm0yI/AAAAAAAAGnY/b35KIoGJHIg/s1600/familyshot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQF_JnHm0yI/AAAAAAAAGnY/b35KIoGJHIg/s320/familyshot.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Since the place is right by the beach (I wasn't kidding), we took a stroll - David and Summer could not resist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQF_TI4thNI/AAAAAAAAGnc/lFVL0HlHEsU/s1600/davidsummerbeach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQF_TI4thNI/AAAAAAAAGnc/lFVL0HlHEsU/s320/davidsummerbeach.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;OK - lets put it on the table. &amp;nbsp;Food was a very common theme throughout the journey. &amp;nbsp;Lets fast forward to the gourmet quality luau we enjoyed. &amp;nbsp;The menu was extraordinary, the food was served at your table (instead of the normal buffet style), and instead of a lot of bulk - there was an endless serving of choice smaller meals with a beautiful presentation each time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGHlM_OK7I/AAAAAAAAGoo/8HgJcx5YrCU/s1600/menu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGHlM_OK7I/AAAAAAAAGoo/8HgJcx5YrCU/s1600/menu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGHlV6AnxI/AAAAAAAAGos/K578UqvF3S8/s1600/summerluau.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGHlV6AnxI/AAAAAAAAGos/K578UqvF3S8/s1600/summerluau.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes - there was dancing too - from Hawaii, New Zealand, Samoa - well you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGHph3vIeI/AAAAAAAAGow/TBfH0xEghh4/s1600/dance1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGHph3vIeI/AAAAAAAAGow/TBfH0xEghh4/s1600/dance1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGHp9iG-SI/AAAAAAAAGo0/i05wExQqdxo/s1600/dance2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGHp9iG-SI/AAAAAAAAGo0/i05wExQqdxo/s1600/dance2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;David was enthralled and why not - he thought everyone there was celebrating his birthday (he just turned 4 in November). &amp;nbsp;We did not try to dissuade him from his beliefs - especially since they presented him with a birthday cake and one woman - who we had never met - came over to congratulate him and tell him that she spent more time watching him than the performances. I must say he was on his best behavior - that many hours with adults (no other kids around) he sat in his chair, ate his food, and watched the performances (including the dancers who played with fire). &amp;nbsp;Did you notice the subtle theme here - Hanukkah candles and Luau fire dancers? &amp;nbsp;This kid does like fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGHqmY4_EI/AAAAAAAAGo4/2nOThIwS3SM/s1600/davidluaucool.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGHqmY4_EI/AAAAAAAAGo4/2nOThIwS3SM/s1600/davidluaucool.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGJ4GW9sVI/AAAAAAAAGo8/hnkGJy0S8fY/s1600/happybirthday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGJ4GW9sVI/AAAAAAAAGo8/hnkGJy0S8fY/s1600/happybirthday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well - we had to work some of that food off. &amp;nbsp;So we went hiking once again on the Haikua side of the island. &amp;nbsp;Who took the lead? &amp;nbsp;What a surprise: &amp;nbsp;Mr. I. M. Independent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGLAH4_wBI/AAAAAAAAGpA/9tswjz9dL9I/s1600/davidhikingaheadofus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGLAH4_wBI/AAAAAAAAGpA/9tswjz9dL9I/s320/davidhikingaheadofus.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Don't let anyone kid you, this was a real hike and as you will see the terrain gets a little rougher along the way. &amp;nbsp;We start with a road and then a path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGLZxQkgjI/AAAAAAAAGpE/vpfwAMth3iU/s1600/momandline.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGLZxQkgjI/AAAAAAAAGpE/vpfwAMth3iU/s320/momandline.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But from there we hike along the dry river bed - smooth rocks (some wet) that don't always stay where they are supposed to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGMXaMbV7I/AAAAAAAAGpI/R0mvl213tzg/s1600/bubbiesummerholdinghandshikeriverbed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGMXaMbV7I/AAAAAAAAGpI/R0mvl213tzg/s320/bubbiesummerholdinghandshikeriverbed.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes - that is Bubbie - my 83 year old mom and she is hiking right along with us - going along some pretty rough and at times steep terrain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGMZIGoTcI/AAAAAAAAGpM/TacEISlpuhs/s1600/dfbubbiehikingsticks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGMZIGoTcI/AAAAAAAAGpM/TacEISlpuhs/s320/dfbubbiehikingsticks.jpg" width="261" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;David maintained the pace too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGNJdCaklI/AAAAAAAAGpU/ehCEhLGKvww/s1600/davidfacehikingbywater.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGNJdCaklI/AAAAAAAAGpU/ehCEhLGKvww/s320/davidfacehikingbywater.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was worth it. We made it to a beautiful pond and waterfall where we took a break and a dip (remember David is a real water baby - if there is an opportunity to take a dip he is there).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGNHr_BKRI/AAAAAAAAGpQ/82y-VH2HFUk/s1600/davidfaceforwardwaterfall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGNHr_BKRI/AAAAAAAAGpQ/82y-VH2HFUk/s320/davidfaceforwardwaterfall.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGNmlrYLlI/AAAAAAAAGpY/l6cTbGuY5pE/s1600/davidinwatercoldfloaties.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGNmlrYLlI/AAAAAAAAGpY/l6cTbGuY5pE/s320/davidinwatercoldfloaties.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok - we all took a dip and don't let anyone tell you differently - &amp;nbsp;it was COLD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGN624cGwI/AAAAAAAAGpc/3raxJYsJSXo/s1600/dfsummerdavidinwaterbest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGN624cGwI/AAAAAAAAGpc/3raxJYsJSXo/s320/dfsummerdavidinwaterbest.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lee and Bubbie watched from the comfort of the fallen log and dry rocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGOT-p4U-I/AAAAAAAAGpg/M-qpYDbzLgw/s1600/bubbiesmilingriverbedwalk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGOT-p4U-I/AAAAAAAAGpg/M-qpYDbzLgw/s320/bubbiesmilingriverbedwalk.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGOtJKC9DI/AAAAAAAAGpk/jpwQeNgZUFk/s1600/takingabreakbypond.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGOtJKC9DI/AAAAAAAAGpk/jpwQeNgZUFk/s320/takingabreakbypond.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We did not stop the adventure here. &amp;nbsp;It was time to try a submarine and enjoy the beauty below - in the great blue depths of the ocean. &amp;nbsp;We were off to Lahina on the Reef Dancer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGQx2L5bzI/AAAAAAAAGpo/J_yMr_NSBtk/s1600/boatshot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGQx2L5bzI/AAAAAAAAGpo/J_yMr_NSBtk/s1600/boatshot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We are submerged. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGRBoC2LMI/AAAAAAAAGps/phzTLwVmSZA/s1600/submarinesummerdavid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGRBoC2LMI/AAAAAAAAGps/phzTLwVmSZA/s320/submarinesummerdavid.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What kind of fish was that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGkR_VB1TI/AAAAAAAAGpw/YTgqfOXi_fQ/s1600/scubadiver.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGkR_VB1TI/AAAAAAAAGpw/YTgqfOXi_fQ/s1600/scubadiver.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok - time to go to the surface and look around. Who was the first one up the stairs? &amp;nbsp;You are still guessing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGkhpuS-3I/AAAAAAAAGp0/wCSzMpIPYGo/s1600/davidonboatnice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGkhpuS-3I/AAAAAAAAGp0/wCSzMpIPYGo/s1600/davidonboatnice.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok - we all enjoyed the move from down under as it were to the surface.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGk7ewvtiI/AAAAAAAAGp4/M2L_-8aYX_4/s1600/dfdavidsummerbubbieboatsquint.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGk7ewvtiI/AAAAAAAAGp4/M2L_-8aYX_4/s320/dfdavidsummerbubbieboatsquint.jpg" width="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once we got back on land well we had to find some kid stuff to do right - and what was waiting outside the old Lahina Court House - a big, bright, blue slide. &amp;nbsp;Who ran like crazy to it? &amp;nbsp;Once again - you paused for even a second. &amp;nbsp;(I know it could have been me you were thinking about - but no adults allowed here.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGlQgam3NI/AAAAAAAAGp8/kLLDlhv_5cM/s1600/davidonslidenice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGlQgam3NI/AAAAAAAAGp8/kLLDlhv_5cM/s1600/davidonslidenice.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After we worked up a bit of sweat it was time for a little snack, but why is David eating all of Papa's (Lee's) chocolate ice cream?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGl7_GdnHI/AAAAAAAAGqA/FpilFa0yPSk/s1600/leedavidicecreambest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGl7_GdnHI/AAAAAAAAGqA/FpilFa0yPSk/s320/leedavidicecreambest.jpg" width="189" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hey - we deserved even more food by this time. &amp;nbsp;So you guessed it. It was time to eat yet again. &amp;nbsp;No worries I will cut this story short and bring you along our last dinner on the island at Hali'imaile - another gourmet restaurant. &amp;nbsp;Of course, getting there was no simple task. &amp;nbsp;The road narrowed to nothing at one point, there were hair pin turns, but Summer handled it, like she was driving on the reservation. I sat back and handled navigation. &amp;nbsp;(Hey stop laughing we got there didn't we.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGmYX7sp_I/AAAAAAAAGqE/xAAxC9U-M_8/s1600/haliimailefront.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGmYX7sp_I/AAAAAAAAGqE/xAAxC9U-M_8/s320/haliimailefront.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Another family dinner (the woman who runs this place received a commendation from the Senate for her small business operations - she really deserved it for the quality of her food and presentation).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGmm5WTJ9I/AAAAAAAAGqI/Wz1IYjodvWE/s1600/familyshot2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGmm5WTJ9I/AAAAAAAAGqI/Wz1IYjodvWE/s320/familyshot2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You thought I was kidding - look at this presentation (and the taste - light and... you get the idea).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGnFFL_M-I/AAAAAAAAGqM/Jd9eFCTcZ3s/s1600/fish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQGnFFL_M-I/AAAAAAAAGqM/Jd9eFCTcZ3s/s320/fish.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We hope you have enjoyed this story and these pictures in the same way we enjoyed every course we ate and every step we took - celebrating family. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-6131580353319674842?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/6131580353319674842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=6131580353319674842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/6131580353319674842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/6131580353319674842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2010/12/hanukkah-in-hawaii-2010.html' title='Hanukkah in Hawaii 2010'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TQF-Nr-J6JI/AAAAAAAAGnE/ozniiHvNlbE/s72-c/davidhandsinair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-7001191092005134562</id><published>2010-10-04T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T13:12:44.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer in Monterey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpAV4YjWtI/AAAAAAAAGfU/MSSDZxpPySs/s1600/poollandscape.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpAV4YjWtI/AAAAAAAAGfU/MSSDZxpPySs/s320/poollandscape.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Monterey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;This is our little get away. &amp;nbsp;I know you have been wondering, where has that Fetterman family been. &amp;nbsp;Well Sarah is off to college but we spent our weekends here in Monterey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first shot is from the stairs looking down at the pool. &amp;nbsp;(We thought it was too cold to try until David convinced us to give it a shot. &amp;nbsp;Who knew it was heated! &amp;nbsp;It was great.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next you can see our living room -nice paintings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpAiE-TAMI/AAAAAAAAGfc/f4az2NObMzk/s1600/livingroomleft.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpAiE-TAMI/AAAAAAAAGfc/f4az2NObMzk/s320/livingroomleft.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Who watched TV at a place like this? &amp;nbsp;(OK David watched educational television early in the morning, while we slept in. &amp;nbsp;Don't be to envious he asked for me to join him to watch every 15 to 30 minutes, but you would be surprised just how much sleep you can get every 14 minutes with just modest interruptions of: &amp;nbsp;"Dad, what are you doing? &amp;nbsp;Come watch with me. &amp;nbsp;I am hungry. &amp;nbsp;I starving.") Ok - when he went to bed we watched a little TV ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpAkxXJoEI/AAAAAAAAGfg/2Y7PtHzHDk4/s1600/livingroomright.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpAkxXJoEI/AAAAAAAAGfg/2Y7PtHzHDk4/s320/livingroomright.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Plenty of great meals and time for making wooden toys from kits at this table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpAsPqueII/AAAAAAAAGfk/Arw6DlxsP80/s1600/dinningroom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpAsPqueII/AAAAAAAAGfk/Arw6DlxsP80/s320/dinningroom.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, when he did not have time for us he was busy working on the iPad. &amp;nbsp;Not even four and he knows how to use the iPad. &amp;nbsp;He will be part of a entirely new generation where this will be as natural as breathing, running, and playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpUj3ct9SI/AAAAAAAAGgU/O1Gzs11tuC8/s1600/davidipad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpUj3ct9SI/AAAAAAAAGgU/O1Gzs11tuC8/s320/davidipad.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpAsPqueII/AAAAAAAAGfk/Arw6DlxsP80/s1600/dinningroom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You remember I mentioned we slept in some time. &amp;nbsp;Well, this is where we slept. &amp;nbsp;Hard to believe, but there was nothing like sleeping in when we could not to mention a great night sleep after a full day with the Big Boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpAaN1XzkI/AAAAAAAAGfY/geI7D5_1Lp8/s1600/bedroom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpAaN1XzkI/AAAAAAAAGfY/geI7D5_1Lp8/s320/bedroom.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok - back to the living room. &amp;nbsp;You ask: "what did they do down there, especially when it is cloudy?" Good question. &amp;nbsp;Our response, the same as everyone else: "peek-a-boo" from inside the ottoman. &amp;nbsp;What else would you use it for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpMMkTwKWI/AAAAAAAAGf4/RnKj3DZcSlw/s1600/davidinbasket2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpMMkTwKWI/AAAAAAAAGf4/RnKj3DZcSlw/s320/davidinbasket2.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpMJNganzI/AAAAAAAAGf0/CrdbIOBqA9w/s1600/davidinbasket.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpMJNganzI/AAAAAAAAGf0/CrdbIOBqA9w/s320/davidinbasket.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes - a full morning of "peek-a-boo" and building wooden toys (and painting them), not to mention making Williams and Sonoma waffles (a great mix), means nap time (with a book of course). &amp;nbsp;We repeated this performance with our night time ritual of reading. &amp;nbsp;Three books if we were a good boy (and brushed our teeth) and only two books or one if we had a bit of a melt down. &amp;nbsp;Hey, don't knock it. It works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpMVxEoz-I/AAAAAAAAGgI/hImymdWMaGY/s1600/davidsroom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpMVxEoz-I/AAAAAAAAGgI/hImymdWMaGY/s320/davidsroom.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok - why does anyone really come to Monterey? &amp;nbsp;The beach. Asilomar is great. &amp;nbsp;A bit windy but he loves it. &amp;nbsp;We love it. &amp;nbsp;(Even Bitsy loves it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpL_uIM94I/AAAAAAAAGfo/2uXpO_SoSlc/s1600/beach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpL_uIM94I/AAAAAAAAGfo/2uXpO_SoSlc/s320/beach.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is that some attitude showing? &amp;nbsp;Are you supposed to be standing that far out on the rocks? That look of his: &amp;nbsp;a bit mischievous, wouldn't you say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpMBSs-23I/AAAAAAAAGfs/U__zrqoBY7Y/s1600/davidattitudemombeach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpMBSs-23I/AAAAAAAAGfs/U__zrqoBY7Y/s320/davidattitudemombeach.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpXbqflFyI/AAAAAAAAGgk/k5iePaycMVU/s1600/daviddadbeachbest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpXbqflFyI/AAAAAAAAGgk/k5iePaycMVU/s320/daviddadbeachbest.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But most of the time, what a great guy. &amp;nbsp;Happy, full of life. &amp;nbsp;Really enjoys and is amazed by everything, especially at the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpME887XjI/AAAAAAAAGfw/R_Vnzjse0zU/s1600/davidbeach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpME887XjI/AAAAAAAAGfw/R_Vnzjse0zU/s320/davidbeach.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remember I mentioned running and playing a few minutes ago in reference to David's use of the iPad. &amp;nbsp;Well don't worry he is a little boy - all boy trust me. &amp;nbsp;Mr. Nonstop energy. &amp;nbsp;Take a look at these shots - at the Denis the Menace Park. (A fitting name and place if you know the other side of this little man.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpWsXpmeGI/AAAAAAAAGgY/0QRu8FoZfZg/s1600/daviddizzymom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpWsXpmeGI/AAAAAAAAGgY/0QRu8FoZfZg/s320/daviddizzymom.jpg" width="273" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpWt8LdHNI/AAAAAAAAGgc/B0R3edZvK5c/s1600/slideboth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpWt8LdHNI/AAAAAAAAGgc/B0R3edZvK5c/s320/slideboth.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpWwKZkiZI/AAAAAAAAGgg/QXBnCpGK5tA/s1600/summeronwalkway.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpWwKZkiZI/AAAAAAAAGgg/QXBnCpGK5tA/s320/summeronwalkway.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, how did that shot get in there. &amp;nbsp;Well we like to have some fun too. &amp;nbsp;This is the place we chose to get married. &amp;nbsp;Not the park, the Monterey Bay Aquarium. &amp;nbsp;But when we are not at the Aquarium, guess what we are at the park or the beach or back to our little hide away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We are trying to teach him to capture some of these moments himself because they go by so quickly. &amp;nbsp;He is a quick study. &amp;nbsp;Did you see his pictures of Sarah's graduation. &amp;nbsp;Aside from the shots of everyone's shoes he did a pretty good job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpMX8W03aI/AAAAAAAAGgM/fsXAoWLVLsk/s1600/davidsummercamera.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpMX8W03aI/AAAAAAAAGgM/fsXAoWLVLsk/s320/davidsummercamera.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well so long to Monterey for the summer. &amp;nbsp;It was a nice escape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpMa1-8_rI/AAAAAAAAGgQ/VjCzQde3DQk/s1600/familybeach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpMa1-8_rI/AAAAAAAAGgQ/VjCzQde3DQk/s320/familybeach.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As you can see David has a different opinion, as he runs back to the compound. &amp;nbsp;See you Monterey - catch you next summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpMRna3W8I/AAAAAAAAGgA/mBht9fPIimo/s1600/davidrunning.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpMRna3W8I/AAAAAAAAGgA/mBht9fPIimo/s320/davidrunning.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-7001191092005134562?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/7001191092005134562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=7001191092005134562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/7001191092005134562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/7001191092005134562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2010/10/summer-in-monterey.html' title='Summer in Monterey'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TKpAV4YjWtI/AAAAAAAAGfU/MSSDZxpPySs/s72-c/poollandscape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-2284780457273286457</id><published>2010-07-08T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T01:30:17.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah's Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TDWKgd5h0YI/AAAAAAAAGZA/U4KhlM3sz_A/s1600/closewalking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TDWKgd5h0YI/AAAAAAAAGZA/U4KhlM3sz_A/s200/closewalking.jpg" width="157" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Graduation Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;. &amp;nbsp;This was Sarah's day. &amp;nbsp;A big transition (for all of us). &amp;nbsp;She was so proud and excited. &amp;nbsp;David was also excited. &amp;nbsp;He was right there ready to capture her moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TDWLDmeP0BI/AAAAAAAAGZI/s4PCAU-wLqU/s1600/davidpicturetaking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TDWLDmeP0BI/AAAAAAAAGZI/s4PCAU-wLqU/s200/davidpicturetaking.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We were all there for her -Bubbie, Little David, Summer, and Dad. &amp;nbsp;We watched and celebrate her moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TDWMB-tSvoI/AAAAAAAAGZQ/50kfKDOT2QA/s1600/familywatching.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TDWMB-tSvoI/AAAAAAAAGZQ/50kfKDOT2QA/s320/familywatching.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-2284780457273286457?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/2284780457273286457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=2284780457273286457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/2284780457273286457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/2284780457273286457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2010/07/sarahs-graduation.html' title='Sarah&apos;s Graduation'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TDWKgd5h0YI/AAAAAAAAGZA/U4KhlM3sz_A/s72-c/closewalking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-4275204308721375577</id><published>2010-07-08T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T00:58:27.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 4th in Monterey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TDV3NYykGUI/AAAAAAAAGX4/rxkTzEVwuA0/s1600/Davidsunshine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TDV3NYykGUI/AAAAAAAAGX4/rxkTzEVwuA0/s320/Davidsunshine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Denis the Menis Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt; &amp;nbsp;There is only one place to be when you are in Monterey, if you are three. The place is the Denis the Menis Park. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;I think of myself as in touch with the three-year old mind as I can, given all that we do together as a family. &amp;nbsp;But I will tell you, the people who designed this park really know kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;David was beside himself (with excitement). He ran from the big sun slide to the cat walk (and from the cat walk to the train, from the train to the slide, from the slide to the pole, and from the pole to the bell). &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TDV60CzLb8I/AAAAAAAAGYA/qsXB8l_KSHM/s1600/catwalk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TDV60CzLb8I/AAAAAAAAGYA/qsXB8l_KSHM/s320/catwalk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Wait a minute, who else was running on that cat walk - ok mom was running after David, but still there she was, right there. (Of course, we all feel we are walking on a cat walk or tight rope these days - no its not his moods, well then again - never mind - we are just trying to stay one step ahead of the game and so far so good.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TDV7dDmgc_I/AAAAAAAAGYI/lz4U8XqXyvI/s1600/summercatwalk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TDV7dDmgc_I/AAAAAAAAGYI/lz4U8XqXyvI/s320/summercatwalk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There was no end to the fun he had that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He led the way. &amp;nbsp;We followed every step of the way. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We were all pretty thirsty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We ended the day at the fountain of youth or is David that elusive fountain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-4275204308721375577?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/4275204308721375577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=4275204308721375577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/4275204308721375577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/4275204308721375577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2010/07/july-4th-in-monterey.html' title='July 4th in Monterey'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TDV3NYykGUI/AAAAAAAAGX4/rxkTzEVwuA0/s72-c/Davidsunshine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-3527212774520709064</id><published>2010-06-22T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T01:15:30.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great America - Father's Day Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TCBvu_LORKI/AAAAAAAAGW4/javeWznMkro/s1600/davidsmilehorse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="112" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TCBvu_LORKI/AAAAAAAAGW4/javeWznMkro/s200/davidsmilehorse.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Great America Theme Park&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;David had a great time embracing Part II of Father's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loved the rocking horse, the mini-roller coaster rides - he loved it all. Although he was not too happy when he could not go on a Dad's ride (240 floors high). &amp;nbsp;Of course, he was the first to point out how Dad could not go on some of the kids' rides - that was unfair but am I complaining. &amp;nbsp;Summer had a great time too. She went on one of the kiddie rides with David and had a rude awakening - the kids roller coasters are real. &amp;nbsp;Try opening up the &lt;a href="http://www.davidfetterman.com/GreatAmerica-Medium.m4v"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; to get a glimpse into Father's Day (part II). &amp;nbsp;See you for now - what a weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-3527212774520709064?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/3527212774520709064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=3527212774520709064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/3527212774520709064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/3527212774520709064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2010/06/great-america-fathers-day-part-ii.html' title='Great America - Father&apos;s Day Part II'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TCBvu_LORKI/AAAAAAAAGW4/javeWznMkro/s72-c/davidsmilehorse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-932616707762475368</id><published>2010-06-22T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T01:05:46.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indoor Skydiving - Father's Day Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TCBnn6seJ6I/AAAAAAAAGWI/IgObZ0rjJnM/s1600/DavidII1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="168" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TCBnn6seJ6I/AAAAAAAAGWI/IgObZ0rjJnM/s200/DavidII1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Is that David Flying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well - yes - this was Father's Day Part I.&amp;nbsp; David was flying in a wind tunnel (with a professional instructor of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, this was a family affair. We all joined in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah had never tried it before - her stomach got a little tight but she loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer was flying high.&amp;nbsp; Dad - well he is always considered a high flier.&amp;nbsp; It was a great (and thrilling) evening for all of us - not a bad Father's Day either.&amp;nbsp; Take a look at our team below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TCBuQodk76I/AAAAAAAAGWg/qLFtS0iuSZo/s1600/Summer1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TCBuQodk76I/AAAAAAAAGWg/qLFtS0iuSZo/s200/Summer1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TCBuiyunAOI/AAAAAAAAGWo/G4cqTWEjSC0/s1600/sarahflying4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="159" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TCBuiyunAOI/AAAAAAAAGWo/G4cqTWEjSC0/s200/sarahflying4.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sarah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TCBuv8unq8I/AAAAAAAAGWw/BFaWHikyGFQ/s1600/David3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TCBuv8unq8I/AAAAAAAAGWw/BFaWHikyGFQ/s200/David3.jpg" width="169" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-932616707762475368?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/932616707762475368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=932616707762475368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/932616707762475368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/932616707762475368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2010/06/indoor-skydiving-fathers-day-part-i.html' title='Indoor Skydiving - Father&apos;s Day Part I'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/TCBnn6seJ6I/AAAAAAAAGWI/IgObZ0rjJnM/s72-c/DavidII1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-6228097365233976043</id><published>2010-04-05T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T23:48:21.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passover 2010 - Boreh Pri Hagafen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S7qxyXBfLCI/AAAAAAAAGJ4/iQ5sT9TNo4E/s1600/Haggadah.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S7qxyXBfLCI/AAAAAAAAGJ4/iQ5sT9TNo4E/s200/Haggadah.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;Telling the Story Once Again&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Yes it was a somewhat abbreviated version of how Moses led the Jews out of slavery from the lands of Egypt.&amp;nbsp; Ok - it was almost at light speed,&amp;nbsp; but we covered the bases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We washed our hands.&amp;nbsp; We dipped the greens, ate the bitter herbs; (which he really did not like - but that was the point as we explained).&amp;nbsp; We never want to live the bitter life of slavery ever again (and that we have an obligation to help others facing a similar fate - mentally, spiritually, or physically).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We asked the the four questions.&amp;nbsp; We ate the matzah (and explained how there just was no time to let it rise in the hot hot sun).&amp;nbsp; They were in a bit of a rush.&amp;nbsp; He liked that last part since we were in Israel a couple of summers ago and he remembered how much fun he had running really fast and how hot it was in the desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big treat was that David recited the blessing once again:&amp;nbsp; "Boreh Pri Hagafen".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S7rKuD0SO5I/AAAAAAAAGKA/-OJUNNn0-k0/s1600/Picture+755.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S7rKuD0SO5I/AAAAAAAAGKA/-OJUNNn0-k0/s320/Picture+755.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.davidfetterman.com/happypassover.mov"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to play video&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S7rNhdmIr0I/AAAAAAAAGKI/tfPx1g9Pwz0/s1600/familyshot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S7rNhdmIr0I/AAAAAAAAGKI/tfPx1g9Pwz0/s320/familyshot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you look carefully you can see that David is still wearing his yamulka.&amp;nbsp; Not too bad for a 3 1/2 year old young man.&amp;nbsp; By the way Summer cooked up a feast - it was great (tri-tip, yams, and my favorite strawberry, pine nut salad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S7rOR9qGL7I/AAAAAAAAGKQ/AWMjTwQOaFc/s1600/yelldavid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S7rOR9qGL7I/AAAAAAAAGKQ/AWMjTwQOaFc/s320/yelldavid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Did I mention some of his chants were at the top of his lungs.&amp;nbsp; Yes - he had a bit of energy - it was not exactly a calm and sedate Sedar.&amp;nbsp; But he did find the afficomin so we were able to complete the Sedar.&amp;nbsp; (We gave him a Thomas the train - with a chip that the toy station can read - announcing the train in the station - very cool, very high tech.&amp;nbsp; Only in Silicon Valley.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S7rPaKAOdNI/AAAAAAAAGKY/R7kZ8DfqnZk/s1600/sedarplate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S7rPaKAOdNI/AAAAAAAAGKY/R7kZ8DfqnZk/s320/sedarplate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes - the Sedar plate.&amp;nbsp; We had it all, but the horeset was a special Californian apricot jam. It was good (and sweet).&amp;nbsp; If you want to join us come visit by selecting this tiny &lt;a href="http://www.davidfetterman.com/Passover2010Hagafen.mov"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S7rPbSrx1WI/AAAAAAAAGKg/5V7DPZQvGiQ/s1600/summerberkeley.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S7rPbSrx1WI/AAAAAAAAGKg/5V7DPZQvGiQ/s320/summerberkeley.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I say, Summer did a great job - but was she tired by the end of the day - oh yes.&amp;nbsp; (I can still hear David yelling and having a good time - dancing non-stop - in the background).&amp;nbsp; Here are some flowers for a beautiful day sweet heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S7rT53FYeeI/AAAAAAAAGKo/-RK0HeR_8wI/s1600/rosesdozen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S7rT53FYeeI/AAAAAAAAGKo/-RK0HeR_8wI/s320/rosesdozen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;What a wonderful day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;This is the man! &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Check him out on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Be6ypbD0AbU"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1268840899508" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S6D4JDrYcYI/AAAAAAAAGEQ/ff_4Ql-05iE/s320/Picture+672.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S5u8iz3twBI/AAAAAAAAGB8/2YK36KSN-cY/s1600-h/dinnermarkheather.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S5INSXbaLmI/AAAAAAAAGAA/OWUYo81XMoU/s1600-h/davidhalfdome.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S5INSXbaLmI/AAAAAAAAGAA/OWUYo81XMoU/s320/davidhalfdome.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S5INv2TY_NI/AAAAAAAAGAI/Rn3uY6bJZak/s1600-h/walkinginsnow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S5INv2TY_NI/AAAAAAAAGAI/Rn3uY6bJZak/s200/walkinginsnow.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;The Wilderness Boy.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; David likes to look out at the world from on high.&amp;nbsp; He immerses himself in nature and is often at one with nature.&amp;nbsp; (See Half-Dome in the distance and a man snow bound in front of us.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, he is not content to simply stand idly by.&amp;nbsp; He is a take charge sort of guy and throws himself into everything he does - including walking on the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sometimes he thinks he walks on water but that is for another day's posting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, however, he is just like you or me.&amp;nbsp; He enjoys a good warm fire, a toasty room, and a roof over his head.&amp;nbsp; Stoke the fires, sit back and relax - time to simply enjoy a few moments away from the rat race with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S5IOttEI1AI/AAAAAAAAGAQ/cBuU5xMRwQA/s1600-h/fireplace.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2OI1ZkM2PI/AAAAAAAAFxQ/PhEA01D2iaM/s320/fettermanfamilyinsnowatzoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432336026516117746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Madrid Zoo&lt;/span&gt;.  Yes you see snow.  It was the first time in 50 years that Madrid was blanketed with snow like this.  Luckily Summer brought the boots.  As you can see we had the place to ourselves and what did David enjoy the most - throwing snowballs at Dad, and then Mom (and then our friend Chema - our host in Spain).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2OJaBhRY5I/AAAAAAAAFxY/WQTlqTaizxE/s1600-h/zebra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 153px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2OJaBhRY5I/AAAAAAAAFxY/WQTlqTaizxE/s320/zebra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432336655716541330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2OJlgJNV1I/AAAAAAAAFxg/RZwF0mPullo/s1600-h/lions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 151px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2OJlgJNV1I/AAAAAAAAFxg/RZwF0mPullo/s320/lions.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432336852915672914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2OJ3fIV0yI/AAAAAAAAFxo/EwpyYrbPGPk/s1600-h/flamingo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2OJ3fIV0yI/AAAAAAAAFxo/EwpyYrbPGPk/s320/flamingo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432337161881244450" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2OKMujmvyI/AAAAAAAAFxw/ZKkoJlxZ2-U/s1600-h/dophinsjump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2OKMujmvyI/AAAAAAAAFxw/ZKkoJlxZ2-U/s320/dophinsjump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432337526799384354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;            Zebras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                           &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Lions&lt;/span&gt;                             &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flamingos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; Dolphins (jumping)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so deserted that when we walked to the Dolphin show they shouted:  "are you really staying?"  If not, they were not going to bother putting on the show - but said "yes" and we all had a good time.  The put the whole show on for us. It was pretty cool.  They are so human.  They come so close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2OLToidK9I/AAAAAAAAFx4/t_N5u_19U1U/s1600-h/chemadolpin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2OLToidK9I/AAAAAAAAFx4/t_N5u_19U1U/s320/chemadolpin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432338744954661842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dolphin on the left and Chema on the right: Talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Museums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to make sure this was educational for the little man so we shifted gears from the zoo (which is educational) to hard-core museums.  The first was highly intellectual with David's dad spending time conversing with a close friend and colleague - contemplating equations.  We thought that would be good modeling for little David.  He watched and stared at the blackboard with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2OL9uIcIII/AAAAAAAAFyA/APbR2DQk8rQ/s1600-h/einsteindavidthinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2OL9uIcIII/AAAAAAAAFyA/APbR2DQk8rQ/s320/einsteindavidthinking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432339468010659970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Little David Center, Albert in the Middle,&lt;br /&gt;and David's Dad to the Far Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent some time at more traditional castles and palaces as well  - just to ensure that David gets a cultured experience out of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2ONBSPVRGI/AAAAAAAAFyI/pD2j_RhZjJg/s1600-h/summerdfcastle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 115px; height: 154px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2ONBSPVRGI/AAAAAAAAFyI/pD2j_RhZjJg/s320/summerdfcastle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432340628754482274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2ONZChLBlI/AAAAAAAAFyQ/qZmTob6UCtg/s1600-h/miguelchemasummerdf2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 177px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2ONZChLBlI/AAAAAAAAFyQ/qZmTob6UCtg/s320/miguelchemasummerdf2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432341036851201618" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2ONpeYv8AI/AAAAAAAAFyY/dj6ETkwOXSQ/s1600-h/summermigelchemadfII.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2ONpeYv8AI/AAAAAAAAFyY/dj6ETkwOXSQ/s320/summermigelchemadfII.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432341319209971714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Palacio Real de la Granja de San Ildefonso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know, I know, this sounds very impressive.  No worries - David did not touch a thing in these castles and palaces.  It was too cold - he was all bundled up.  The only thing he did is chase all of us and try to run us down with the stroller.  He got Chema a couple of times - never got me.  You see those steps by the fountain in the picture above on the left side.  He actually figured out how to maneuver the stroller all the way to the top by himself - very determined little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what we are not showing you is that we ate at Starbucks almost every morning - he loved it (we kind of liked it too).  We also ate the traditional late lunches at 2:00 (or even 3:00) and dinner - well lets just say it was not unheard of to be eating at 10, 11 and even 12:00 at night.  David was so off his schedule that we would walk around the streets of Madrid at midnight - it was perfectly safe, lots of people just starting to party.  Her is us with our umbrella behind us around midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2OPfkC6PeI/AAAAAAAAFyg/RJzmwDNgXhw/s1600-h/DavidDadumbrellanightwalk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2OPfkC6PeI/AAAAAAAAFyg/RJzmwDNgXhw/s320/DavidDadumbrellanightwalk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432343347953548770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yes - David let me go to work each day so I really appreciated it and have to take the time to thank him here - thanks buddy.  Summer and David went shopping and toured more palaces while Dad was was teaching.  It was one heck of a nice family trip.  (Sarah could not make it this time - she came with me last time.  I had to wake her up for dinner as I recall.)  We are all still recovering from jet lag - but as I say - well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Our hosts were stupendous - thanks Chema, Miguel, and Adolfo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2OJ3fIV0yI/AAAAAAAAFxo/EwpyYrbPGPk/s1600-h/flamingo.jpg"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2OJlgJNV1I/AAAAAAAAFxg/RZwF0mPullo/s1600-h/lions.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-7109207695101326178?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/7109207695101326178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=7109207695101326178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/7109207695101326178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/7109207695101326178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2010/01/davids-trip-to-madrid-january-2010.html' title='David&apos;s Trip to Madrid - January 2010'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/S2OI1ZkM2PI/AAAAAAAAFxQ/PhEA01D2iaM/s72-c/fettermanfamilyinsnowatzoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-416005641034836929</id><published>2009-12-23T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T11:22:51.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyworld 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJnnlkPtgI/AAAAAAAAFnc/9csh7BDSMRA/s1600-h/bestpirateshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJnnlkPtgI/AAAAAAAAFnc/9csh7BDSMRA/s320/bestpirateshot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418507231476823554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Disneyworld.&lt;/span&gt;  Who is that pirate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks scary to me.  David does not like anything on his skin - like the stamps that most kids like.  (Nothing like Dad - who knows where he picked that trait up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today - David made an exception.  He sat still for the make-up artist from start to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJoQr15WdI/AAAAAAAAFnk/njuvuRMrvR4/s1600-h/SummerDavidDadpirateoutside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJoQr15WdI/AAAAAAAAFnk/njuvuRMrvR4/s320/SummerDavidDadpirateoutside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418507937536104914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He even wore it outside - a proud pirate (a tired pirate by the end of the day when he pointed to the make-up and said "off").  Good thing we got these pictures while we could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJooUak4-I/AAAAAAAAFns/vXA2Pdk_pic/s1600-h/nicefamilyshotkingdom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJooUak4-I/AAAAAAAAFns/vXA2Pdk_pic/s320/nicefamilyshotkingdom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418508343564362722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also went to the Animal Kingdom and saw rhinos, gorillas, crocks - well you name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJqFb-U8pI/AAAAAAAAFoM/5zvBcV8IOyE/s1600-h/crocks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJqFb-U8pI/AAAAAAAAFoM/5zvBcV8IOyE/s320/crocks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418509943321195154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJqQ4LJXMI/AAAAAAAAFoU/U408OR1NFHg/s1600-h/gorilla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJqQ4LJXMI/AAAAAAAAFoU/U408OR1NFHg/s320/gorilla.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418510139869715650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was pretty cool.  We even saw a living - moving - tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJo8hlBvPI/AAAAAAAAFn0/yLDcQA9pvCs/s1600-h/davidtree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJo8hlBvPI/AAAAAAAAFn0/yLDcQA9pvCs/s320/davidtree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418508690695240946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bubbie wanted to know how they got it to move like that.  Soon the tree and Bubbie became best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJpZx5f7bI/AAAAAAAAFn8/PCahSdSM4xQ/s1600-h/momtree1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJpZx5f7bI/AAAAAAAAFn8/PCahSdSM4xQ/s320/momtree1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418509193292279218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David started getting sleepy on our way up Mount Everest.  It was quite a climb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJpzym56RI/AAAAAAAAFoE/3IuMgJcN2LI/s1600-h/mounteverestleedfmom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJpzym56RI/AAAAAAAAFoE/3IuMgJcN2LI/s320/mounteverestleedfmom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418509640159324434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once David woke up from his brief nap, he had to see Mickey.  So we waited in line for an hour - the classic Disney snakelike lines to make you feel like you are moving somewhere.  They had a cartoon clip playing in the background (the same clip over and over again).  When we finally mad it to Mickey - to get that professional photo shoot with his idol - what happened. Take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJqmYNPgmI/AAAAAAAAFoc/OWCRBCTur0Q/s1600-h/DavidDadMickey1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJqmYNPgmI/AAAAAAAAFoc/OWCRBCTur0Q/s320/DavidDadMickey1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418510509245694562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes - David lost it. He did not want to be that close to those larger than life size images of Mickey. So we waited all that time and it was a bust.   (Normally, we used fast-passes and parent swap tickets for everything else to really speed through the lines).  Well - it made it memorable - right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJraFd-vUI/AAAAAAAAFok/3sc7nh1WgLE/s1600-h/BubbieDavidsmile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJraFd-vUI/AAAAAAAAFok/3sc7nh1WgLE/s320/BubbieDavidsmile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418511397568822594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bubbie and David got into a laugh fest during one of the breaks.  (Take a look or a listen by clicking &lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/profdavidf/BubbieDavidlaugh1video.mov"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes - the parents had some fun too.  Here is a shot of us going on one of the best roller coaster rides in the park - it was cool.  Make sure you see how calm Summer is in this shot.  (See the &lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/profdavidf/theride.mov"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; clip too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/profdavidf/theride.mov"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJr1pPrAVI/AAAAAAAAFos/K87uKj4cc6g/s320/aerosmith.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418511871028953426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well - we had a great time and ended the trip and the year with some serious &lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/profdavidf/fireworksshort.mov"&gt;fireworks&lt;/a&gt;.  Happy 2009 - and almost 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/profdavidf/fireworksshort.mov"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJsltkEA3I/AAAAAAAAFo0/6YS2izQnhIg/s320/Picture+534.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418512696821941106" 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/37706353-416005641034836929?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/416005641034836929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=416005641034836929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/416005641034836929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/416005641034836929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2009/12/disneyworld-2009.html' title='Disneyworld 2009'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SzJnnlkPtgI/AAAAAAAAFnc/9csh7BDSMRA/s72-c/bestpirateshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-7354706282110957405</id><published>2009-12-15T23:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T23:12:48.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Hanukkah 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/profdavidf/DavidHanukah.mov"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SyiFlYmuErI/AAAAAAAAFl0/gX577-BKMWU/s320/Picture+533.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415725429219529394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Hanukkah 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did we have fun or what?  David did the prayer over the candles.  Listen if you like - just click &lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/profdavidf/DavidHanukkah.mov"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  (You will also see a tiny video of him going at it with unbridled enthusiasm - I kid you not.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all lit the candles each night and shared food, stories, and of course presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This family shot captures the chemistry in the house. David is leading with the candles, Dad is in the background (running like crazy to get the time exposure shot and make it in the picture in time), Summer has made sure everything is in place, and Sarah is proud and happy - has a job, got offered admission at Bard, asked to act in a Shakespearean play, and the list goes on.  She is a happy camper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SyiGQ6yAvrI/AAAAAAAAFl8/c4T3dCj_zjU/s1600-h/FamilyShotNice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SyiGQ6yAvrI/AAAAAAAAFl8/c4T3dCj_zjU/s320/FamilyShotNice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415726177128070834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of his toys was a set of power tools.  No Dad did not get it for him but they look exactly like Dad's tools and David loved it. All week he called himself a worker including the headphones to protect his ears from the noise of the sawsall and power drill.  He was riding hi. Dad gave him a piece of wood as a special present to drill (instead of the furniture) and he loved it (cherished that wood).  He also let us know how careful we should be because the tools could be dangerous.  What a man!  Happy Hanukkah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SyiG7wgrlxI/AAAAAAAAFmE/CoWaIMX_sBU/s1600-h/davidsawsall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SyiG7wgrlxI/AAAAAAAAFmE/CoWaIMX_sBU/s320/davidsawsall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415726913105401618" 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/37706353-7354706282110957405?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/7354706282110957405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=7354706282110957405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/7354706282110957405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/7354706282110957405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-hanukkah-2009.html' title='Happy Hanukkah 2009'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SyiFlYmuErI/AAAAAAAAFl0/gX577-BKMWU/s72-c/Picture+533.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-3417147029047656833</id><published>2009-11-22T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T22:17:19.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday - David is Three Year's Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SwnbnQ6xyMI/AAAAAAAAFkE/9LZZHLt3MRI/s1600/davidstreamers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SwnbnQ6xyMI/AAAAAAAAFkE/9LZZHLt3MRI/s320/davidstreamers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407094295237871810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday David - November 21, 2009&lt;/span&gt;.   David had a wonderful birthday party.  What a surprise right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with decorating the house with streamers and balloons. The balloons were the best as David helped Dad cut the string and hold the balloons steady as Dad filled them with helium.  How many did we pop - don't ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David and Tracy started the birthday&lt;br /&gt;by cooking up a few fun treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SwncP3mOLGI/AAAAAAAAFkM/9mJGuCRXTd8/s1600/davidtracy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SwncP3mOLGI/AAAAAAAAFkM/9mJGuCRXTd8/s320/davidtracy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407094992815402082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Suddenly the guests arrived and it was one heck of a wild party - really - that many three-year-olds.  It was a wild party. Actually even thought it was busy and loud, the kids were very well behaved - no major accidents.  No shoving, shouting or anything.  Trust me as a parent these are the things you concern yourself with at these events.  Were there a few tiny "accidents" -- nothing that could not be cleaned up quickly with a change of pants and fresh underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SwncqvRZvdI/AAAAAAAAFkU/DhqmmIo-UvI/s1600/nicepartyshotlivingroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SwncqvRZvdI/AAAAAAAAFkU/DhqmmIo-UvI/s320/nicepartyshotlivingroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407095454437064146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, but there was more. As we move out to the garage what do we find - we find the party was a real zoo.  Really - a zoo - a petting zoo with pigs, rabbits, goats - you name it.  The kids loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SwneFxecvNI/AAAAAAAAFkk/okpop4HNTXM/s1600/summerdavidzoo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SwneFxecvNI/AAAAAAAAFkk/okpop4HNTXM/s320/summerdavidzoo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407097018396753106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even the older "kids" loved the petting zoo.  Sarah and her friend Deanna had a ball (and they are a bit older).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Swnecrh_JII/AAAAAAAAFks/4zDZoweb66Y/s1600/sarahdiannasmileszoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Swnecrh_JII/AAAAAAAAFks/4zDZoweb66Y/s320/sarahdiannasmileszoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407097411937969282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The party spilled out into the back lawn and then back into the kitchen.  Sarah, David, and Deanna were engineers on this day - with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thomas the Train&lt;/span&gt; as the theme what else would you expect for more fun things to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SwnfENF_zuI/AAAAAAAAFk0/mKey21eqogA/s1600/sarahdaviddiannatrainbest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SwnfENF_zuI/AAAAAAAAFk0/mKey21eqogA/s320/sarahdaviddiannatrainbest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407098090962276066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party concluded with Sarah drawing figures and birthday well wishes on the balloons.  The kids didn't complain about the gift packages either.  Who could blame them - a puppet, play dough, and crawly things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SwngE8JvBkI/AAAAAAAAFk8/y4to7LZNq1Q/s1600/birthdayballoonsarah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SwngE8JvBkI/AAAAAAAAFk8/y4to7LZNq1Q/s320/birthdayballoonsarah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407099203106047554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all went to sleep early that night.  What a milestone - 3 years, hard to believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-3417147029047656833?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/3417147029047656833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=3417147029047656833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/3417147029047656833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/3417147029047656833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-david-is-three-years-old.html' title='Happy Birthday - David is Three Year&apos;s Old!'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SwnbnQ6xyMI/AAAAAAAAFkE/9LZZHLt3MRI/s72-c/davidstreamers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-2609830984981097875</id><published>2009-11-01T01:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T01:48:13.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2009 - Sarah &amp; David</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Su1GizqihpI/AAAAAAAAFbo/hXtxUxuWDSE/s1600-h/DavidSarahstandingbest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Su1GizqihpI/AAAAAAAAFbo/hXtxUxuWDSE/s320/DavidSarahstandingbest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399049092085221010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Sarah Took David Out For Halloween.&lt;/span&gt;  As you can see David was thrilled that his big sister was taking him out for Halloween.  He talked about it all day in Google Day Care on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David waited outside on the porch for Sarah to come with her friends.  He saw her in the Scarey Wild Max outfit and knew this was going to be his kind of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the line up.  David, Sarah, Taylor, and Peter.  What a gang starting the trick or treat journey on the front porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Su1HIzteU2I/AAAAAAAAFbw/KCUdr-jpTwU/s1600-h/DavidSarahTaylorPeter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Su1HIzteU2I/AAAAAAAAFbw/KCUdr-jpTwU/s320/DavidSarahTaylorPeter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399049744932557666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And off they go down our street in search of the good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Su1HbFBt4sI/AAAAAAAAFb4/m4D5sSFDnho/s1600-h/DavidwalkingdownstreetwithSarahplus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Su1HbFBt4sI/AAAAAAAAFb4/m4D5sSFDnho/s320/DavidwalkingdownstreetwithSarahplus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399050058818511554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David was very comfortable with the gang. We could hear him talking to them all the way down the street.  Mom and Dad watched and were supportive but once he was off, he was off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could hear David explaining some topic in great detail as they walked down the street.  His voice was very confidently as he walked down the street with his big sister and her friends.  (He knew Peter from dinners and Taylor from our holiday get together in San Rafael - so he really felt comfortable and at home.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Su1H_4jOM4I/AAAAAAAAFcA/Rj31184INWA/s1600-h/SarahDavidreturningdoor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Su1H_4jOM4I/AAAAAAAAFcA/Rj31184INWA/s320/SarahDavidreturningdoor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399050691124540290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David came home with a ton of loot.  Sarah made sure he really cashed in.  He tried a few things but, ironically, all he really wanted was the play dough.  It was an unusual treat but it really hit the mark. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He put all the candy he collected back into the treat bowl for the other kids coming during the night.  I think the fun was being with the grown-ups - not just any grown-ups - his big sister Sarah.  A good time was had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks Sarah from Dad, Summer &amp;amp; little David.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought of Halloween as a family bonding moment - but I guess that is what all rituals are really about on one level or another.  See you next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Su1IUGzscEI/AAAAAAAAFcI/Ij09XuEq2QY/s1600-h/SarahDavidreturningdoor2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Su1IUGzscEI/AAAAAAAAFcI/Ij09XuEq2QY/s320/SarahDavidreturningdoor2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399051038549110850" 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/37706353-2609830984981097875?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/2609830984981097875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=2609830984981097875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/2609830984981097875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/2609830984981097875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-2009-sarah-david.html' title='Halloween 2009 - Sarah &amp; David'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Su1GizqihpI/AAAAAAAAFbo/hXtxUxuWDSE/s72-c/DavidSarahstandingbest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-7979367738474966718</id><published>2009-10-15T01:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T01:38:09.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Time 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/StbcSMNLzJI/AAAAAAAAFag/1eIxbbnLUlc/s1600-h/Train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/StbcSMNLzJI/AAAAAAAAFag/1eIxbbnLUlc/s320/Train.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392739808895028370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Pumpkin Festival.&lt;/span&gt;  David loves trains and sure enough they had a train at the pumpkin festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also had a hay ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/StbdFEjegSI/AAAAAAAAFao/7bP6Yr6Q6J0/s1600-h/SummerDavidaside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/StbdFEjegSI/AAAAAAAAFao/7bP6Yr6Q6J0/s320/SummerDavidaside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392740683014373666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guinea pigs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Stbdczxx__I/AAAAAAAAFaw/JLzC5yJTahQ/s1600-h/Davidguineapigs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Stbdczxx__I/AAAAAAAAFaw/JLzC5yJTahQ/s320/Davidguineapigs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392741090827829234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and there were mountains of pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Stbd06nFNvI/AAAAAAAAFa4/w_S7lezVyWQ/s1600-h/DFDavidPumpkinHill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Stbd06nFNvI/AAAAAAAAFa4/w_S7lezVyWQ/s320/DFDavidPumpkinHill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392741504978859762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and a hidden surprise...tons of flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/StbeWNlc4dI/AAAAAAAAFbA/m1Z_n5AJTuk/s1600-h/Flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/StbeWNlc4dI/AAAAAAAAFbA/m1Z_n5AJTuk/s320/Flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392742077007978962" 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/37706353-7979367738474966718?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/7979367738474966718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=7979367738474966718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/7979367738474966718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/7979367738474966718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-time-2009.html' title='Pumpkin Time 2009'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/StbcSMNLzJI/AAAAAAAAFag/1eIxbbnLUlc/s72-c/Train.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-258243070817390456</id><published>2009-09-10T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T00:46:04.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reservation 2009 - Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SqiocUTF4-I/AAAAAAAAFLo/6eLNo07Kou8/s1600-h/salmon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SqiocUTF4-I/AAAAAAAAFLo/6eLNo07Kou8/s320/salmon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379734959332647906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Salmon Fishing&lt;/span&gt;.  The catch was pretty good this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David is driving us to the river.  He had a ball. (Yes - Summer is really at the wheel.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Sqioxa_9K4I/AAAAAAAAFLw/eGCN3b5c-10/s1600-h/daviddrivingsummer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Sqioxa_9K4I/AAAAAAAAFLw/eGCN3b5c-10/s320/daviddrivingsummer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379735321908685698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David and Dad are just taking a stroll.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Sqio9pU-17I/AAAAAAAAFL4/UScyOjgYEZs/s1600-h/daviddadbush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Sqio9pU-17I/AAAAAAAAFL4/UScyOjgYEZs/s320/daviddadbush.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379735531913402290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watch carefully.  You will see the stone in mid-air.  David was content to throw rocks in the river all afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SqipNpThCiI/AAAAAAAAFMA/rFzm5Z-1Ij8/s1600-h/davidthrowingrockinair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SqipNpThCiI/AAAAAAAAFMA/rFzm5Z-1Ij8/s320/davidthrowingrockinair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379735806785161762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leo and Lee are cutting up the Salmon by the river.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SqipmPtYXEI/AAAAAAAAFMI/_9BZc7fm5-M/s1600-h/leosalmoncutting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SqipmPtYXEI/AAAAAAAAFMI/_9BZc7fm5-M/s320/leosalmoncutting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379736229411052610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David is contemplating his role by the river.  It is a serious moment of thought - to throw more rocks, to get his feet wet, or just enjoy the view.  Thinking, thinking - life is filled with so many hard decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SqipwrLZeYI/AAAAAAAAFMQ/zQggw4zzV6s/s1600-h/davidstandingbyriver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SqipwrLZeYI/AAAAAAAAFMQ/zQggw4zzV6s/s320/davidstandingbyriver.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379736408583403906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom is enjoying a quiet moment in the tent - and who is that in the corner of the tent - poking his head up for - oh dare I say - a little attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SqiqB2lRcCI/AAAAAAAAFMY/84q8DgDNySg/s1600-h/summertentdavidface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SqiqB2lRcCI/AAAAAAAAFMY/84q8DgDNySg/s320/summertentdavidface.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379736703702495266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The journey ends with Dad's feet to the fire.  What a difference the expression means when you are stepping outside the office and into the sanctuary of the wilderness.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SqiqRHqXs0I/AAAAAAAAFMg/tV0OFjrzMMA/s1600-h/feetbyfire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SqiqRHqXs0I/AAAAAAAAFMg/tV0OFjrzMMA/s320/feetbyfire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379736965985317698" 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/37706353-258243070817390456?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/258243070817390456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=258243070817390456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/258243070817390456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/258243070817390456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2009/09/reservation-2009-family-reunion.html' title='Reservation 2009 - Family Reunion'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SqiocUTF4-I/AAAAAAAAFLo/6eLNo07Kou8/s72-c/salmon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-5674390743647414258</id><published>2009-08-19T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T15:03:19.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Events - Toilet Training to Teacher Home Visits</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SoxvTUrApBI/AAAAAAAAFAM/jmHBk5Mo2lw/s320/toilettraining.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371790833303462930" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Toilet Training.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  Well our last update was back in June and here we are again.  We are interested in toilet training again.  This time Summer hid Cookie Monster under David's pillow as a reward surprise.  Boy was he surprised.  I have never seen him speechless but he was.  He turned his pillow over and starred for about 7 seconds - no words - just an ear to ear grin.  He loved it.  What you do for a little reinforcement these days.  Soon we will have the entire Sesame Street crowd over here - but it works.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/profdavidf/poopedontoilet.mov"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for his view of his milestone achievement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Drummer Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  David has also been learning a new instrument.  It is called the pots and pans.  I mean the drums.  Take a listen by clicking &lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/profdavidf/drummer.mov"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SoxwX2KO6cI/AAAAAAAAFAU/FWJmgUcOJUo/s320/Picture+336.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371792010523896258" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Teacher's Home Visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  Finally, we end this brief glimpse into David's daily life with a home visit from one of his teachers - Anna.   It was great building a stronger connection between school and home and David loved it. He showed her everything from his hobby horse (with rocking motion of course), his room, his bath, his books - you name it.  He was so proud.   Then we all went out for dinner - making a closer bond between all of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SoxyLuHKxxI/AAAAAAAAFAc/fHMjzZhruvQ/s320/Picture+340.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371794001228384018" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 197px; " /&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Soxyfmbry0I/AAAAAAAAFAk/mjJ2h7l94Sg/s1600-h/Picture+339.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Soxyfmbry0I/AAAAAAAAFAk/mjJ2h7l94Sg/s320/Picture+339.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371794342764333890" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes - your eyes are not deceiving you. This is the same picture in transition. It is a cool new slideshow video format I used to make a thank you video for David's Teacher for coming to see us in our home.   Hopefully you can open it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To open it and see it, click &lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/profdavidf/AnnasHomeVisit.m4v"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wait for about 15 to 20 seconds for it to download.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then do a search for it.  It is called:  AnnasHomeVisit.m4v&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once you find it, just double click on it and it should open up in iTunes and play for you automatically.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/37706353-5674390743647414258?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/5674390743647414258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=5674390743647414258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/5674390743647414258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/5674390743647414258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-events-toilet-training-to-teacher.html' title='Daily Events - Toilet Training to Teacher Home Visits'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SoxvTUrApBI/AAAAAAAAFAM/jmHBk5Mo2lw/s72-c/toilettraining.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-8341364717077200558</id><published>2009-08-03T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T00:01:28.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thomas the Train</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SnfW8vwcqiI/AAAAAAAAE-8/xiEZI7jmbCY/s1600-h/Picture+306.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SnfW8vwcqiI/AAAAAAAAE-8/xiEZI7jmbCY/s320/Picture+306.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365993820135402018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Thomas the Train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  David had a wonderful day with his hero - Thomas the Train.  It was a beautiful sun shiny day.  It was a family day to remember and even savor.  It is important to hold on to these simple moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want to join us on our journey just stroll through this blog.  If you want to ride with us on just this day, click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Re18M7xepI0"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and you will be our guest on a special ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SnfWHgSrOfI/AAAAAAAAE-0/WRRtJFd2NT8/s1600-h/summerdavidtrain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SnfWHgSrOfI/AAAAAAAAE-0/WRRtJFd2NT8/s320/summerdavidtrain.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365992905450928626" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SnfVEAEy0kI/AAAAAAAAE-s/nQ13INUWE6E/s1600-h/daviddavidtrain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SnfVEAEy0kI/AAAAAAAAE-s/nQ13INUWE6E/s320/daviddavidtrain.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365991745751536194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-8341364717077200558?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/8341364717077200558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=8341364717077200558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/8341364717077200558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/8341364717077200558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2009/08/thomas-train.html' title='Thomas the Train'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SnfW8vwcqiI/AAAAAAAAE-8/xiEZI7jmbCY/s72-c/Picture+306.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-1928190194128475729</id><published>2009-07-05T23:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:26:12.771-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dwhttp://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGZG7jXGPI/AAAAAAAAEjU/7yr1Xxu1GcQ/s320/seahorse.jpg/SlGZG7jXGPI/AAAAAAAAEjU/7yr1Xxu1GcQ/s320/seahorse.jpg'/><title type='text'>4th of July weekend 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGgJJIMfeI/AAAAAAAAEkU/ZbNfK6XApMo/s320/fireworksorange.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355237510849789410" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGjKkyroOI/AAAAAAAAEkc/ctUZ98qceos/s1600-h/Picture+255.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;Fireworks.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;We concluded the 4th of July festivities with fireworks. We live pretty close to the Amphitheater, across from Google.  We drove over at the last minute and caught the show.  It was a late night for David. We did not get home until 10:00 pm. but he loved it, (except for the noise).  (Click &lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/profdavidf/alldonenowfireworks.mov"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for a tiny video of our fireworks adventure.) The rest of this brief posting tells the story of our long weekend - in reverse order - from the sparkle of fireworks to the zoo to the aquarium. What a fun filled, packed weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;The Oakland Zoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  We spend the day of 4th of July at the Oakland Zoo.  It was clean, interesting, and of course David had a ball.  Below he is making friends with a snake while drinking his milk.  No worries - that is pretty thick glass between them, (protecting the snake from David).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGdRezRQsI/AAAAAAAAEkM/QhZdIPiFQVs/s1600-h/greensnakebottledavid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGdRezRQsI/AAAAAAAAEkM/QhZdIPiFQVs/s320/greensnakebottledavid.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355234355571671746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took the gondola above the park - the view was great. Take a look at the giraffe part of the park below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGdKBJq2vI/AAAAAAAAEkE/xjsYnGrscqs/s1600-h/giraffepalm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGdKBJq2vI/AAAAAAAAEkE/xjsYnGrscqs/s320/giraffepalm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355234227353475826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now we are a bit more down to earth, with a shot of David Senior and David the II (with the giraffe behind us).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGdB9DM0HI/AAAAAAAAEj8/AXwg3KLDV7s/s1600-h/giraffedavidme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGdB9DM0HI/AAAAAAAAEj8/AXwg3KLDV7s/s320/giraffedavidme.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355234088813645938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom decided to help David pet the lizard just in case he confused petting with a hug or a big squeeze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGc7dbmorI/AAAAAAAAEj0/2Iq1DjwKUFM/s1600-h/lizard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGc7dbmorI/AAAAAAAAEj0/2Iq1DjwKUFM/s320/lizard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355233977246851762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We concluded our visit of the zoo with a visit to the formal petting zoo - in this case a not so friendly goat. I remember David muttering something about getting his goat or something like that by the time we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGczx73iaI/AAAAAAAAEjs/r1Ts0iCji2Y/s1600-h/momdavidgoat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGczx73iaI/AAAAAAAAEjs/r1Ts0iCji2Y/s320/momdavidgoat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355233845311932834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Oh, did I forget to mention that one of his favorite things in the zoo was the ride on the fire engine?  Lets see - nature, wild animals or a fire truck - you tell me what was the highlight of his day?  (Click &lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/profdavidf/fireenginedavid.mov"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for a tiny video of his wonderful ride?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-weight: normal; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGjKkyroOI/AAAAAAAAEkc/ctUZ98qceos/s320/Picture+255.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355240833990500578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monterey Bay Aquarium&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The weekend actually began at the Monterey Bay Aquarium (where we were married).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGX2TfnJyI/AAAAAAAAEjM/v8CglESzIg0/s1600-h/jelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGX2TfnJyI/AAAAAAAAEjM/v8CglESzIg0/s320/jelly.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355228391121823522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The seahorse was the special attraction and I could see why - some were tiny and others bigger than I imagined that's for sure.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGZG7jXGPI/AAAAAAAAEjU/7yr1Xxu1GcQ/s320/seahorse.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355229776264501490" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;David liked the tiny ones - why - I could not tell you - unless it was just something he could tower over - who knows.  We had lunch at the aquarium by the water.  David was preoccupied with the view.  That made for a very nice, quiet lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Asilomar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  As long as we were spending time at the Aquarium we figured the beach was not too far away, so off to Asilomar we went.  As you can see, David has a new find in his hand, (another precious piece of seaweed).  But the real find was in his eyes - take a look at this little bundle of mischief with his mom below the picture with dad and his prize possession.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGbBMLgo1I/AAAAAAAAEjk/FsKphuGqmgo/s1600-h/dfdavidbeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGbBMLgo1I/AAAAAAAAEjk/FsKphuGqmgo/s320/dfdavidbeach.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355231876671906642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out this man's eyes - does he know what he is doing or not.  You can guess what he is thinking, especially if we just told him no running toward the water.  Anyone have an extra pair of pants and shoes?  We all had a nice 4th of July weekend (and this was only the beginning of the story).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGaPS8QXmI/AAAAAAAAEjc/BGWLl_6Pm5o/s1600-h/davideyesmombeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGaPS8QXmI/AAAAAAAAEjc/BGWLl_6Pm5o/s320/davideyesmombeach.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355231019493514850" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/37706353-1928190194128475729?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/1928190194128475729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=1928190194128475729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/1928190194128475729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/1928190194128475729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july-weekend-2009.html' title='4th of July weekend 2009'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SlGgJJIMfeI/AAAAAAAAEkU/ZbNfK6XApMo/s72-c/fireworksorange.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-1840216526787969586</id><published>2009-06-10T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:34:21.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Si_eLFIBW0I/AAAAAAAAESs/F9bTliJjwfw/s1600-h/onwaytodaycare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Si_eLFIBW0I/AAAAAAAAESs/F9bTliJjwfw/s400/onwaytodaycare.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345735564647816002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;On Our Way to Daycare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  What can't you tell? Helmet - so we are ready for any contact sport, soccer ball - so we can create that contact sport, and oh yes diapers (well you know just in case). Speaking of case - that is a lot of diapers.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow Dad and David made it to daycare.  (Dad also carried the hat and jacket and eventually the box of diapers too.)  But David held Dad's hand (and the soccer ball) - so he had his hands full too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well - enough of the daily life of David II - time to get back to work (for Dad too).  Just thought I would share a cute moment -  wearing the entire outfit -  as he marched outside all the way to school.  It was for lack of a better word - the enigmatic, the unique, the - Mr. David II.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-1840216526787969586?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/1840216526787969586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=1840216526787969586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/1840216526787969586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/1840216526787969586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-our-way-to-daycare.html' title=''/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/Si_eLFIBW0I/AAAAAAAAESs/F9bTliJjwfw/s72-c/onwaytodaycare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-7380891135361723767</id><published>2009-05-22T00:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T01:04:26.817-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/ShZakNb8c-I/AAAAAAAAERk/7VvvG_jJBNA/s400/downslidetube.jpg'/><title type='text'>Going to the Park in the Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/ShZZb49bToI/AAAAAAAAERU/MuP50CPvEPc/s400/davidbestslide.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338552743975669378" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The Slide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Our latest cool ritual in the morning before Summer takes David to Google Day Care is for David and Dad to head for the park across the street.  The big attraction is the cool twisted tube slide.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hang my feet down the inside of the slide - keep in mind this is his idea.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;David climbs on my legs, sits in between my feet (which are dangling down the edge of the slide) and then lets go with a blood curdling scream.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/ShZaVyQYHvI/AAAAAAAAERc/ngWuVjXQBO4/s400/downwego.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338553738608516850" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is a real nut on this slide. It is the first time he has ventured this far.  Before he was afraid of it.  Now he goes down this slide a million times at race car speeds and laughs all the way down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/ShZakNb8c-I/AAAAAAAAERk/7VvvG_jJBNA/s400/downslidetube.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338553986422961122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now do you have this much fun each morning before going to "work".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can see the existential birth like metaphor of a long tube to birth below - use your imagination - he is just reliving it I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/ShZbMD88EEI/AAAAAAAAERs/tAa4XU0rgAw/s400/tubeslideinside.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338554671071760450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-7380891135361723767?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/7380891135361723767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=7380891135361723767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/7380891135361723767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/7380891135361723767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2009/05/going-to-park-in-morning.html' title='Going to the Park in the Morning'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/ShZZb49bToI/AAAAAAAAERU/MuP50CPvEPc/s72-c/davidbestslide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-4241243210859770563</id><published>2009-04-28T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T01:54:32.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SfbCOvQWvVI/AAAAAAAAEN0/EtuZk3693RQ/s400/davidslinky1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329660767498583378" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Slinky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Timeless toy. I had one as a kid and now David is discovering the joy of such a simple toy.  Yes we walked it downstairs.  Now we are stretching it right across the room. Next we will try and see each other from one end to the other.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SfbDni9fXNI/AAAAAAAAEN8/Xu8LoRpQFIo/s400/slinky2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329662293206588626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is there no end to this fun.  Obviously not - not for this little man.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SfbD90YEHtI/AAAAAAAAEOE/xljg92DRrdg/s400/slinky3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329662675838574290" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes - he is a fun little man at 2 and half.  Not a bad life.&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/37706353-4241243210859770563?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/4241243210859770563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=4241243210859770563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/4241243210859770563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/4241243210859770563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2009/04/slinky.html' title=''/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SfbCOvQWvVI/AAAAAAAAEN0/EtuZk3693RQ/s72-c/davidslinky1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-1229254200481951430</id><published>2009-03-18T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:19:20.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Medical Center Report.&lt;/span&gt;  David II just made it into the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Stanford Medical Center Report&lt;/span&gt;. You know how long it has taken me to get into that report and he is only 3 years old? You don't want to know. In any case, it is really a tribute to David's spirit and my dads. I hope you enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/ScFV2kj6NNI/AAAAAAAAD2g/anxeqX88X4Y/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 379px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/ScFV2kj6NNI/AAAAAAAAD2g/anxeqX88X4Y/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314623431289484498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/ScFVyfNbVpI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/bhtBsYoI6Uo/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 423px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/ScFVyfNbVpI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/bhtBsYoI6Uo/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314623361133532818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/ScFVs4gQjAI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/kXr9WOcGARE/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 428px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/ScFVs4gQjAI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/kXr9WOcGARE/s400/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314623264844188674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/ScFVnr0i9QI/AAAAAAAAD2I/MRJatNopUew/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/ScFVnr0i9QI/AAAAAAAAD2I/MRJatNopUew/s400/Picture+4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314623175540274434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/ScFVhbSIDaI/AAAAAAAAD2A/8RP_AvB20sc/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/ScFVhbSIDaI/AAAAAAAAD2A/8RP_AvB20sc/s400/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314623068021722530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Stanford Report, Medical Center Report, March 18, 2009. p. 8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-1229254200481951430?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/1229254200481951430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=1229254200481951430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/1229254200481951430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/1229254200481951430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2009/03/medical-center-report.html' title=''/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/ScFV2kj6NNI/AAAAAAAAD2g/anxeqX88X4Y/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-4912536699964170764</id><published>2009-02-15T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:58:17.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Child's Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tcgGyFom9zU"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SZfYjH5BpnI/AAAAAAAAD0A/FP4MpYz-qoA/s320/Picture+73.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302945184177301106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Child's Play&lt;/span&gt;.  Just a fun video of Dad and David passing time during the weekend.  It is important to remember these fun moments so they are preserved and shared here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS If you have a problem viewing it after double clicking on the picture just click on this YouTube URL:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tcgGyFom9zU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-4912536699964170764?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/4912536699964170764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=4912536699964170764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/4912536699964170764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/4912536699964170764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2009/02/childs-play.html' title='Child&apos;s Play'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SZfYjH5BpnI/AAAAAAAAD0A/FP4MpYz-qoA/s72-c/Picture+73.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-1453167068269163966</id><published>2008-12-21T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T20:00:33.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Hanukkah 2008!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SU9Bi3TbpEI/AAAAAAAADyE/AVwdqVx7B9M/s1600-h/davidsummer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SU9Bi3TbpEI/AAAAAAAADyE/AVwdqVx7B9M/s320/davidsummer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282512955145692226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Hanukkah 2008!&lt;/span&gt;  Time marches on - hard to believe - another Hanukkah already. This time he is so much more alert, aware, and awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows his numbers and his colors.  This is in large part due to Summer's work finding the right videos - they really work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-83c345dcf679b63e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D83c345dcf679b63e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330396807%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D568001376A0E70A5ABFD934271B18358AA836A8F.3C95870860838118077012C39425576941D2BA42%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D83c345dcf679b63e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFDILWV0H3f21vrK-xBjIEm8Q4JE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D83c345dcf679b63e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330396807%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D568001376A0E70A5ABFD934271B18358AA836A8F.3C95870860838118077012C39425576941D2BA42%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D83c345dcf679b63e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFDILWV0H3f21vrK-xBjIEm8Q4JE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David is learning to light the candles, using the Shamis to light the other candles each night. Of course, he tries to blow the candles out like it is a birthday, but he will learn. The tradition continues.  Life can be quite sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SU9DFvDemNI/AAAAAAAADyM/OddgVEK10Zw/s1600-h/Picture+156.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SU9DFvDemNI/AAAAAAAADyM/OddgVEK10Zw/s320/Picture+156.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282514653738342610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What - we did not mention that there were gifts.  Eight nights of gifts - this kid is doing just fine.  Second night and he already has a better tool kit than mine.  Wednesday Bubbie is coming in for a visit.  Very exciting.  We will keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SVBh6vkvm-I/AAAAAAAADyU/1H8J-dkzuHk/s1600-h/gifttools.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SVBh6vkvm-I/AAAAAAAADyU/1H8J-dkzuHk/s320/gifttools.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282830024736480226" 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/37706353-1453167068269163966?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=83c345dcf679b63e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/1453167068269163966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=1453167068269163966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/1453167068269163966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/1453167068269163966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-hanukkah-2008.html' title='Happy Hanukkah 2008!'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SU9Bi3TbpEI/AAAAAAAADyE/AVwdqVx7B9M/s72-c/davidsummer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-840159357170828912</id><published>2008-11-30T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:30:34.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/STOQD8gmePI/AAAAAAAAC28/rwIYbvGU2dE/s1600-h/familyshot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/STOQD8gmePI/AAAAAAAAC28/rwIYbvGU2dE/s320/familyshot.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274717986037856498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving 2008! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great dinner - it was deelish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer's grandparents and dad joined us this year.  We had a great time.  Sarah is feeling a lot better (had mono for a long time this year).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little David and I are way back there waving.  Do you know what kind of a run that is back to the seat from the camera?   David loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little man  really dug into Thanksgiving dinner - of course eating has never been a real problem for this man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/STOPp5IyseI/AAAAAAAAC20/_PgoN0jSFxU/s1600-h/davideatingbest.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/STOPp5IyseI/AAAAAAAAC20/_PgoN0jSFxU/s320/davideatingbest.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274717538456089058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes - that's me at the end of the meal.  Thankful for all that we have - with family all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/STOPM-Sx1RI/AAAAAAAAC2s/HSphAGZ3ZLE/s1600-h/dfthanksgiving.JPG"&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/STOPM-Sx1RI/AAAAAAAAC2s/HSphAGZ3ZLE/s320/dfthanksgiving.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274717041623946514" 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/37706353-840159357170828912?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/840159357170828912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=840159357170828912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/840159357170828912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/840159357170828912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving-2008.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving 2008'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/STOQD8gmePI/AAAAAAAAC28/rwIYbvGU2dE/s72-c/familyshot.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-5365433764723716840</id><published>2008-11-22T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T02:02:53.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday - David is Two Years Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SSfWfQE7kZI/AAAAAAAAC2g/W0tZCLgL8GQ/s1600-h/candle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SSfWfQE7kZI/AAAAAAAAC2g/W0tZCLgL8GQ/s320/candle.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271417721240392082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SSfWV94VWQI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/qA6_xrLSC-E/s1600-h/candle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SSfWV94VWQI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/qA6_xrLSC-E/s320/candle.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271417561736894722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday David&lt;/span&gt; (2 years old)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Does This Little Man Look Like&lt;br /&gt;He is the Master of the Occasion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SSfWKvS_HII/AAAAAAAAC2Q/G3VcvLQUvCg/s1600-h/pointfinger.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SSfWKvS_HII/AAAAAAAAC2Q/G3VcvLQUvCg/s320/pointfinger.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271417368843590786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We didn't waste any time. Instead of ending the meal with the birthday celebrations, we started with the cupcake (courtesy of mom - she baked a ton of them).  He blew the candle right out. He knew what to do.  All day we have been saying "Happy Birthday" and asking "Do you know it is your birthday?" and his response all day - a very controlled, albeit practiced, nod of the head (over and over again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SSfV9Vc189I/AAAAAAAAC2I/OK_h0D5BNO8/s1600-h/blowingcandle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SSfV9Vc189I/AAAAAAAAC2I/OK_h0D5BNO8/s320/blowingcandle.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271417138567312338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah enjoyed the celebration with her brother.  David had fun pointing at Sarah in the mirror (a second Sarah I guess).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SSfVy7KUBzI/AAAAAAAAC2A/DAv0tzn2nYQ/s1600-h/sarahdavidsummer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SSfVy7KUBzI/AAAAAAAAC2A/DAv0tzn2nYQ/s320/sarahdavidsummer.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271416959711577906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What is the star doing over my head?  Don't tell me it is a flash.  It must have been a big candle in the background for David - that must of have been some big cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SSfVp2s0tvI/AAAAAAAAC14/dPggvKxdfn4/s1600-h/flashshot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SSfVp2s0tvI/AAAAAAAAC14/dPggvKxdfn4/s320/flashshot.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271416803895326450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well as you can see - it was a good time had by all. Thanks David for sharing your birthday celebration with us. We all had a good time.  So long for now - another year - hard to believe.  The little man is 2 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SSfVgYUpSHI/AAAAAAAAC1w/FYf0UGz0keE/s1600-h/mirrorshotend.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SSfVgYUpSHI/AAAAAAAAC1w/FYf0UGz0keE/s320/mirrorshotend.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271416641122027634" 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/37706353-5365433764723716840?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/5365433764723716840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=5365433764723716840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/5365433764723716840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/5365433764723716840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-david-is-two-years-old.html' title='Happy Birthday - David is Two Years Old!'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SSfWfQE7kZI/AAAAAAAAC2g/W0tZCLgL8GQ/s72-c/candle.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-2985978092455687734</id><published>2008-11-02T20:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:08:25.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Gymnasium Day.&lt;/span&gt; Every Saturday at 9:00 am is gymnasium day for David. We are awake anyway trust me.  The ritual begins at 6:30 - sometimes even 7:30 - with scrambled eggs, toast, and milk for David. Then time to play a little  - maybe some guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SQ6R29Nw-TI/AAAAAAAACyk/VQKukgWvtHo/s1600-h/davidguitar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SQ6R29Nw-TI/AAAAAAAACyk/VQKukgWvtHo/s320/davidguitar.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264305387773950258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Suddenly it is 8:50 - time to run - and off we go!  All the way across the street to Menlo Park's gymnasium.  We jump, tumble, and climb.  Then we have hoola hoops, basketball, and a lot of mat pads.  Oh yes, there is the parachute time - its not what you think.  Take a look below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SQ6Kq3NullI/AAAAAAAACyc/Hi-UcIZXwv4/s1600-h/rainbowgym.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SQ6Kq3NullI/AAAAAAAACyc/Hi-UcIZXwv4/s320/rainbowgym.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264297483423356498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They just run around like crazy on the parachute, while we make ripples for them to stomp on.  If he is still not tired, off we go to Stanford for a quick run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SQ6UpgjrXEI/AAAAAAAACys/o0QwptXmRhE/s1600-h/davidstanfordlawnrun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SQ6UpgjrXEI/AAAAAAAACys/o0QwptXmRhE/s320/davidstanfordlawnrun.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264308455277812802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then it is time for lunch and maybe even a nap - but you never know. All you really ever know with David is you are in for a non-stop day!  (But he is a fun guy to have around - energy but lots of smiles.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-2985978092455687734?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/2985978092455687734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=2985978092455687734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/2985978092455687734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/2985978092455687734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2008/11/gym-time.html' title='Gym Time!'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SQ6R29Nw-TI/AAAAAAAACyk/VQKukgWvtHo/s72-c/davidguitar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-1336986637600900594</id><published>2008-09-07T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T01:44:46.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reservation 2008 - Labor Day - Salmon Fishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMORAtqEYyI/AAAAAAAACpc/qrxvQhO9hd8/s1600-h/Yurok.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMORAtqEYyI/AAAAAAAACpc/qrxvQhO9hd8/s320/Yurok.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243193832631460642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Fishing on the Rez.&lt;/span&gt;  It was that time of year again.  On Labor Day we drive up to the reservation and fish (and camp out when there aren't that many fish).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David is Jewish and he is a member of the Yurok Tribe.  What a powerful combination. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoy seeing everyone at these reunions but the scenery is also breathtaking.  No electricity, no phone service - very pristine, as it should be.  Just take a look at this country and  you will know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOQ5pTmxdI/AAAAAAAACpU/44LXYKN6jh8/s1600-h/stream.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOQ5pTmxdI/AAAAAAAACpU/44LXYKN6jh8/s320/stream.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243193711204419026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David saw water (his favorite past time in life) and wanted to go to the river right away. Summer and the little man got their feet a little wet.  (You can see one of the nets in the picture below - to the right of the picture.)  We saw bears around there again this year and otters (both are going after the salmon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOQmy8bdUI/AAAAAAAACpM/6K4AxJbWeUc/s1600-h/davidsummerriver.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOQmy8bdUI/AAAAAAAACpM/6K4AxJbWeUc/s320/davidsummerriver.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243193387374048578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. Smiley face was very much at home by the river - water, stones to through, camp fires, and being a very social man - lots of people to watch and play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOQbW2G9FI/AAAAAAAACpE/Xcs8SAv-ITU/s1600-h/davidsmileyellowjacketstone.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOQbW2G9FI/AAAAAAAACpE/Xcs8SAv-ITU/s320/davidsmileyellowjacketstone.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243193190852785234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lee (Summer's dad), Summer, and David take a moment to take a drink after a long hot day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOQPSZ_I7I/AAAAAAAACo8/d2ayaZwrV-8/s1600-h/leesummerdavid.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOQPSZ_I7I/AAAAAAAACo8/d2ayaZwrV-8/s320/leesummerdavid.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243192983502660530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lee accompanied the little man down to the river.  (Notice the Stanford cap he is wearing - just a coincidence I am sure.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOQFvkCFsI/AAAAAAAACo0/LiYnmS8sRB4/s1600-h/davidlee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOQFvkCFsI/AAAAAAAACo0/LiYnmS8sRB4/s320/davidlee.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243192819530733250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David wanted to go into the water any chance he got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOP9jpURwI/AAAAAAAACos/rp1-4_EJTqA/s1600-h/davidbarefootstream.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOP9jpURwI/AAAAAAAACos/rp1-4_EJTqA/s320/davidbarefootstream.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243192678892717826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lee knew that David loved water - so off we went - down river in the motor boat.  It was cool.  Fast across the cross tides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOP2OSpYCI/AAAAAAAACok/NKmUf08e6Ow/s1600-h/davidleedavidboat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOP2OSpYCI/AAAAAAAACok/NKmUf08e6Ow/s320/davidleedavidboat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243192552901402658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David didn't mind the wind too much - just enjoyed taking it all in. Beautiful blue skies too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOPu_SuR4I/AAAAAAAACoc/mrqln9EDqz4/s1600-h/davidboatonly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOPu_SuR4I/AAAAAAAACoc/mrqln9EDqz4/s320/davidboatonly.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243192428616107906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we hit something - probably a rock that got caught in the intake or something - who knows but it got our attention.  Lee checked it out and made a few repairs.  Then we were back on board, returning to the base camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOPoqf40wI/AAAAAAAACoU/-XeJ8GVkrp0/s1600-h/leeboatrepair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOPoqf40wI/AAAAAAAACoU/-XeJ8GVkrp0/s320/leeboatrepair.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243192319954965250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back at the camp site, David quickly made friends again - this time with the small folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOPfWkyY0I/AAAAAAAACoM/QPxvQoSCUu8/s1600-h/davidkidbuddy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOPfWkyY0I/AAAAAAAACoM/QPxvQoSCUu8/s320/davidkidbuddy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243192159987983170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer got to see Georgina (her language teacher), while we were up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOPSW8tpPI/AAAAAAAACoE/EqdsAGYZ090/s1600-h/davidgeorginasummer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOPSW8tpPI/AAAAAAAACoE/EqdsAGYZ090/s320/davidgeorginasummer.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243191936750036210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes - we were up there to fish.  Here is one of the salmon (ok two of them).  It was not a big haul this time but not bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOPI6valuI/AAAAAAAACn8/PQRjXmOOm8Q/s1600-h/salmon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOPI6valuI/AAAAAAAACn8/PQRjXmOOm8Q/s320/salmon.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243191774559246050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see Denis and Junior cutting up the salmon for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOO42VJsKI/AAAAAAAACn0/5BqzP6CfDr4/s1600-h/cuttingsalmon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOO42VJsKI/AAAAAAAACn0/5BqzP6CfDr4/s320/cuttingsalmon.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243191498497437858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, David figured that was grown up work and watched for a little while but then returned to his spot by the river - so he could throw stones in the river and watch the other kids swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOOvLvlegI/AAAAAAAACns/7U2fvEyKw4o/s1600-h/davidwatchingkidsinriver.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOOvLvlegI/AAAAAAAACns/7U2fvEyKw4o/s320/davidwatchingkidsinriver.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243191332446763522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that is one cool fish head.  The kids played with all the "left over" pieces - very creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOOfHCK1vI/AAAAAAAACnk/CYdcIvH54ck/s1600-h/kidfishhead.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOOfHCK1vI/AAAAAAAACnk/CYdcIvH54ck/s320/kidfishhead.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243191056304625394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The days were filled with activity and excitement - sometimes a bit overstimulating for little David. So he would have his down time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOOTZVg66I/AAAAAAAACnc/vhzlUOkfblU/s1600-h/davidupset.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOOTZVg66I/AAAAAAAACnc/vhzlUOkfblU/s320/davidupset.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243190855059172258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all headed to the tent for a nap (in part for him and in large part for us).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOOIrkyCuI/AAAAAAAACnU/gD9xu4S5iZA/s1600-h/summertent.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMOOIrkyCuI/AAAAAAAACnU/gD9xu4S5iZA/s320/summertent.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243190670976486114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The trip ended all too soon - and David did not want to go.  He sat in his favorite spot by the river right to the end.  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This family reunion revolved around middle David's Bar Mitzvah. He did a great job (and was not particularly nervous either).  He even took time to try and entertain little David when we were up on the bemah together (finishing my alehah).  What a nice guy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little David and I wondered around before and after middle David's reading of the Torah.  He found a toy Torah and hugged it. Very cute and unexpectedly appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is limited photography at a Bar Mitzvah, so the rest of the shots focus on the retreat Summer found for us while we were visiting.  The pond behind the cottage was beautiful.  David even found a swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN8bHyiB6I/AAAAAAAACm8/DPRjw_toy_8/s1600-h/davidbyswing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN8bHyiB6I/AAAAAAAACm8/DPRjw_toy_8/s320/davidbyswing.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243171196578695074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bubbie and David bonded on the deck in back of the cottage right by the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN8RQEkf5I/AAAAAAAACm0/SL5seie-0us/s1600-h/momdavidporch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN8RQEkf5I/AAAAAAAACm0/SL5seie-0us/s320/momdavidporch.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243171027003146130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a view of the water.  I told you it was beautiful. (Did I mention David loves water.  This was big time fun for him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN8CppjuVI/AAAAAAAACms/fWe9i6twNX8/s1600-h/pond.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN8CppjuVI/AAAAAAAACms/fWe9i6twNX8/s320/pond.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243170776171133266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First we tested the water.  A toe at a time.  We found fish jumping up to nibble at the little man's toes - it was funny.  Later we fed them bread.  They almost jumped out of the water to get the tiny pieces of bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN73-EhRPI/AAAAAAAACmk/LTLHmuld50s/s1600-h/deckponddaddavid.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN73-EhRPI/AAAAAAAACmk/LTLHmuld50s/s320/deckponddaddavid.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243170592674366706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bubbie and David discussed the safety standards associated with dock behavior.  The rules:  for him - hold on to us and for us - keep your eyes on him at every moment.  (Its not that David lacks judgment or anything - its just the idea of jumping off the dock and into the water at any moment is something that kind of pops into his head without any notice or warning at all.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN7sLBOWeI/AAAAAAAACmc/FAvgKfihaj0/s1600-h/momdaviddock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN7sLBOWeI/AAAAAAAACmc/FAvgKfihaj0/s320/momdaviddock.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243170389991774690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After coming to an understanding about the "rules" (rules right), we just enjoyed the scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN7f4TZhaI/AAAAAAAACmU/rcSyRjAYULU/s1600-h/daviddadpondspace.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN7f4TZhaI/AAAAAAAACmU/rcSyRjAYULU/s320/daviddadpondspace.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243170178809300386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bubbie relaxed and enjoyed David as he explored every inch of the deck, the stairs, and of course the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN7OtLAdGI/AAAAAAAACmM/DgYAqMMTlvk/s1600-h/momsmiledeckrelaxed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN7OtLAdGI/AAAAAAAACmM/DgYAqMMTlvk/s320/momsmiledeckrelaxed.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243169883763536994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yes, the reason for being back in Connecticut, middle David's Bar Mitzvah.  We enjoyed the party after the Bar Mitzvah - the photographer had some great shots.   We also enjoyed the brunch the next day.  Below you can see the three David's together - an historic moment transcending the generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN7FMYMf3I/AAAAAAAACmE/-9SVeuy2qUY/s1600-h/3davids.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN7FMYMf3I/AAAAAAAACmE/-9SVeuy2qUY/s320/3davids.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243169720341659506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As long as we were there, we took a few family shots.  David, little David, Mom, Judy, and Vita.  Bubbie is always smiling right?  Yes - but this was an all out laughable moment.  One of the waiters was jumping up and down, making faces to get David to smile for the photographer.  It cracked us all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN68LNNVsI/AAAAAAAACl8/qtzf2iEZrRA/s1600-h/immediatefamily.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN68LNNVsI/AAAAAAAACl8/qtzf2iEZrRA/s320/immediatefamily.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243169565408319170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More family shots:  Mom, Judy, Kirk, Max, David, Robyn, David, baby David, Vita, and Richard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN6wktZGzI/AAAAAAAACl0/hcShlEPlk4U/s1600-h/familyshot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN6wktZGzI/AAAAAAAACl0/hcShlEPlk4U/s320/familyshot.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243169366095764274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later that evening, we found a great place for dinner.  The Singapore's Grill and Sushi Bar. Robyn, Max, and Kirk picked some great sushi.  I think it was the Singapore Roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN6jcHPuGI/AAAAAAAACls/R6Vp3WS-BBY/s1600-h/robynmaxkirk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN6jcHPuGI/AAAAAAAACls/R6Vp3WS-BBY/s320/robynmaxkirk.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243169140449982562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Judy and David enjoyed the Roti Canai - no peanuts, just a curry sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN6WsE-2dI/AAAAAAAAClk/FO4ittDXSvY/s1600-h/judydavid.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN6WsE-2dI/AAAAAAAAClk/FO4ittDXSvY/s320/judydavid.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243168921397156306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little David saw it as an opportunity to practice with the chop sticks.  Like usual, even the small things were a thrill for this little man.  We had a great family time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN6Gt5fQvI/AAAAAAAAClc/TmVweooFito/s1600-h/daviddavidchopsticks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN6Gt5fQvI/AAAAAAAAClc/TmVweooFito/s320/daviddavidchopsticks.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243168647007912690" 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/37706353-7730696330215416312?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/7730696330215416312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=7730696330215416312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/7730696330215416312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/7730696330215416312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2008/09/connecticut-trip-middle-davids-bar.html' title='Connecticut Trip - Middle David&apos;s Bar Mitzvah'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SMN8jROPT0I/AAAAAAAACnE/VMbVRwCi-94/s72-c/hugtorah.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-8661807337765208533</id><published>2008-07-26T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T18:29:49.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Israel 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIwV44HTt4I/AAAAAAAACeU/lkwdjH3BRz4/s1600-h/daviddavidwall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIwV44HTt4I/AAAAAAAACeU/lkwdjH3BRz4/s320/daviddavidwall.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227577334350198658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;David Made it to Jerusalem this Year.&lt;/span&gt;  We took a family trip to Israel in July 2008.  The journey was long but well worth-while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tel Aviv University arranged a flat for us overlooking the beach.  (David Senior gave a talk there and in Jerusalem during the week.)  It was modern and beautiful (and big).  We used it as our base station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyuqBiD4cI/AAAAAAAACgU/NGHKFXFuZh8/s1600-h/roombest.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyuqBiD4cI/AAAAAAAACgU/NGHKFXFuZh8/s320/roombest.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227745304459338178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SI0VaiZyNFI/AAAAAAAAChU/jns9BhuP5rQ/s1600-h/smiles.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SI0VaiZyNFI/AAAAAAAAChU/jns9BhuP5rQ/s320/smiles.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227858288102749266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there we went to:  the beach across the street,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyo07YER9I/AAAAAAAACes/e9FMywrZpdc/s1600-h/paddleball.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyo07YER9I/AAAAAAAACes/e9FMywrZpdc/s320/paddleball.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227738894715602898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyol0rBMpI/AAAAAAAACek/WjPFK5mDCYU/s1600-h/davidmediteranianclear.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyol0rBMpI/AAAAAAAACek/WjPFK5mDCYU/s320/davidmediteranianclear.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227738635218006674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SI0gvQpXNHI/AAAAAAAAChs/q0-q3c_-6t8/s1600-h/daviddavidwater.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SI0gvQpXNHI/AAAAAAAAChs/q0-q3c_-6t8/s320/daviddavidwater.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227870738741408882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wescowley.com/israel/slides/Cesearea%20from%20stadium.html"&gt;Casearea&lt;/a&gt; (the beach and the ruins),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIypLUkOzeI/AAAAAAAACe0/Q20w2wRvox0/s1600-h/summerdavidsunset.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIypLUkOzeI/AAAAAAAACe0/Q20w2wRvox0/s320/summerdavidsunset.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227739279434632674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jerusalem (including the Kotel or wailing wall),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIypnp4XcdI/AAAAAAAACe8/L-6KfMO-LjE/s1600-h/kotel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIypnp4XcdI/AAAAAAAACe8/L-6KfMO-LjE/s320/kotel.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227739766192566738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIywWVa3nLI/AAAAAAAACgc/rLCVSmk6v9U/s1600-h/kidswalkingoldcity.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIywWVa3nLI/AAAAAAAACgc/rLCVSmk6v9U/s320/kidswalkingoldcity.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227747165223754930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyp-cJvJ1I/AAAAAAAACfE/pKASYIB3P9E/s1600-h/groupfamilyshotbethami.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyp-cJvJ1I/AAAAAAAACfE/pKASYIB3P9E/s320/groupfamilyshotbethami.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227740157644318546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and points south.  (The picture on the top left corner of this blog page is of David Junior and Senior at the Kotel - the wailing wall.  The picture right above is of our family in Israel:  David, David (little one), Summer, Bubbie, Ben, Bethami, and Eden.  The picture below is of Eden not far from Jaffa Gate.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIywlA-pCYI/AAAAAAAACgk/5-67qylvhqc/s1600-h/edanlion.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIywlA-pCYI/AAAAAAAACgk/5-67qylvhqc/s320/edanlion.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227747417434687874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of points south we rented a car and drove all the way down to Masada - where the Jews held the Roman army off.  We walked on the mountain top and it was hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyqeeCETMI/AAAAAAAACfM/H4CUgYOyDxE/s1600-h/familyshotbest.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyqeeCETMI/AAAAAAAACfM/H4CUgYOyDxE/s320/familyshotbest.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227740707904834754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyw7UIlzaI/AAAAAAAACgs/6vjvVgOjKvE/s1600-h/topbestroomshot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyw7UIlzaI/AAAAAAAACgs/6vjvVgOjKvE/s320/topbestroomshot.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227747800533814690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyxRCUx3eI/AAAAAAAACg0/awQr0XTllg0/s1600-h/viewcanyon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyxRCUx3eI/AAAAAAAACg0/awQr0XTllg0/s320/viewcanyon.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227748173710220770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to the Dead Sea from there - where we could not sink - we just floated even with our hands and feet in the air.  (That is because the salt content is so high you can not sink.) It was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyxu-36B9I/AAAAAAAAChE/OqR_Q5Rhfng/s1600-h/signtodeadsea.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyxu-36B9I/AAAAAAAAChE/OqR_Q5Rhfng/s320/signtodeadsea.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227748688179890130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyrIdQM7iI/AAAAAAAACfc/dmYyx6f6qJY/s1600-h/summerfloatfeetcrossed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyrIdQM7iI/AAAAAAAACfc/dmYyx6f6qJY/s320/summerfloatfeetcrossed.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227741429250190882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyq1Gv8j3I/AAAAAAAACfU/VKj_j8wfABg/s1600-h/davidlegscrossedhandsup.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyq1Gv8j3I/AAAAAAAACfU/VKj_j8wfABg/s320/davidlegscrossedhandsup.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227741096791805810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyxh1As7FI/AAAAAAAACg8/F2siPXqgpNw/s1600-h/saltonpost.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyxh1As7FI/AAAAAAAACg8/F2siPXqgpNw/s320/saltonpost.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227748462194125906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cool might not be the right word exactly. It was hot.  I mean really hot.  When we tried to leave the Dead Sea to go home the security system on our rental car would not work.  That was not too good because the spa we used to shower was closing in 15 minutes.  That would leave my mom of 81 years and the little man (now 1 year and 8 months) in some pretty serious heat for 2 hours while waiting for the car rental folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyskueNbDI/AAAAAAAACfs/DJ4JPtztlFQ/s1600-h/roadtoeingedi2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIyskueNbDI/AAAAAAAACfs/DJ4JPtztlFQ/s320/roadtoeingedi2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227743014420311090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I used my best (broken Hebrew) to explain the situation to the only folks in town with air conditioning (the spa), but they were not persuaded - until I explained in Hebrew how I had lived in Israel for a year on Kibbutz Ein Harod, Ichud.   She said "you lived on a kibbutz, I live on a kibbutz."  The Kibbutz Ein Gedi owned the spa we were showering up in (after floating in the Dead Sea). She said come with me and took the whole family up to the Kibbutz's "hotel".  Who knew?  It was like an oasis. It was beautiful and artistic and there was some serious food. So we had an extraordinary dinner while waiting for the car rental folks to come and save us in the desert.  At that point who needed saving right.  It was like a mini Shangri-la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIys57x0BaI/AAAAAAAACf0/AAP5WrBkdck/s1600-h/eingedikibbutzfront.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIys57x0BaI/AAAAAAAACf0/AAP5WrBkdck/s320/eingedikibbutzfront.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227743378769446306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIytJr8QbdI/AAAAAAAACf8/KoDJkfwqhgc/s1600-h/haderochelfood.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIytJr8QbdI/AAAAAAAACf8/KoDJkfwqhgc/s320/haderochelfood.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227743649396190674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIytXt061JI/AAAAAAAACgE/t8VDHaooDKw/s1600-h/haderochelsummerdavidmom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIytXt061JI/AAAAAAAACgE/t8VDHaooDKw/s320/haderochelsummerdavidmom.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227743890420454546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIytkXfbxvI/AAAAAAAACgM/RzQAqEAcKks/s1600-h/momdavidhaderochel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIytkXfbxvI/AAAAAAAACgM/RzQAqEAcKks/s320/momdavidhaderochel.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227744107763058418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well - no worries - they came, we made it home that night and the sight seeing continued with a visit to Bethami, Ben, and Eden (our relatives) who live between Tel Aviv and Jerusalem.&lt;br /&gt;The entire trip was one we shall remember for the rest of our lives, even though it only planted a seed in little David's memory banks.  This year David made the trip to Jerusalem - not too bad for a little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SI0eZ4eMbPI/AAAAAAAAChk/AX0soyOBqIs/s1600-h/sunset2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SI0eZ4eMbPI/AAAAAAAAChk/AX0soyOBqIs/s320/sunset2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227868172451605746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SI0dqmwZqTI/AAAAAAAAChc/NQhlO1RZk7E/s1600-h/sunset2.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-8661807337765208533?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/8661807337765208533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=8661807337765208533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/8661807337765208533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/8661807337765208533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2008/07/israel-2008.html' title='Israel 2008'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SIwV44HTt4I/AAAAAAAACeU/lkwdjH3BRz4/s72-c/daviddavidwall.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-1553123256656105593</id><published>2008-06-25T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T15:26:28.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyworld May 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SGJyWpYIplI/AAAAAAAACak/Gm2ghQYlZi0/s1600-h/disneycastle3ofus.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SGJyWpYIplI/AAAAAAAACak/Gm2ghQYlZi0/s320/disneycastle3ofus.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215857051838228050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Magic Kingdom&lt;/span&gt;.  Ok.  We did it.  We had a magical day or two or three.  It was actually a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the little guy by day (and with the help of a babysitter while he was sleeping), we canvased the parks with special passes that minimized the wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightime was filled with the "adult" high speed or high acceleration rides, from the racing car to the house of terror (with the elevator drop a bit unexpectedly and erratically).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also spent time at Epcot.  The international flavor, the authentic buildings, and the great food were a real treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, do you see a resemblance between the big dome and the little dome?  Coincidence? I think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SGVm5-Jp0dI/AAAAAAAACbc/sRywP1BwylA/s1600-h/domehead.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SGVm5-Jp0dI/AAAAAAAACbc/sRywP1BwylA/s320/domehead.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216688889500651986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of domes, Summer got her head or I should say face painted.  I am pretty sure they wanted to recruit her to join the parade.  She said she was busy with the "boys" or maybe she said the "men" - really "big" men right David.  In any case, she stayed with us as we went from one "magical" moment to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SGVkkk8H3UI/AAAAAAAACbE/EBGgrl48c6s/s1600-h/facepaint.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SGVkkk8H3UI/AAAAAAAACbE/EBGgrl48c6s/s320/facepaint.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216686322932505922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also went to the Animal Kingdom and went on a safari.  It was very cool.  Along the way we strolled by a few friends.   I am still trying to figure out why David would not go wading in the water with me while I was there.  Seemed like plenty of rocks to sun ourselves on.  Maybe I should have worn my glasses while I was there .  Who knows. That kid gets spoked by the darn'dist little things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SGVlSc69shI/AAAAAAAACbM/_dKmKzsTMbM/s1600-h/aligator.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SGVlSc69shI/AAAAAAAACbM/_dKmKzsTMbM/s320/aligator.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216687111054144018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David loved these tigers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SGJzr32I9DI/AAAAAAAACas/eSmETAHDKi4/s1600-h/tigers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SGJzr32I9DI/AAAAAAAACas/eSmETAHDKi4/s320/tigers.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215858516011054130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night it was time to catch a carriage and they had some pretty cool carriages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SGVmSKq-j-I/AAAAAAAACbU/-i8l7VXPEUY/s1600-h/carriagelights.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SGVmSKq-j-I/AAAAAAAACbU/-i8l7VXPEUY/s320/carriagelights.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216688205666881506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the day (or week in this case), we made it full circle.  Sort of like the circle of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you did not see the Lion King musical - Kakuna Matata - (translation:  no worries).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SGJ0PW9fYOI/AAAAAAAACa0/ZCO6qASoXC0/s1600-h/threeofusflowers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SGJ0PW9fYOI/AAAAAAAACa0/ZCO6qASoXC0/s320/threeofusflowers.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215859125658804450" 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/37706353-1553123256656105593?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/1553123256656105593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=1553123256656105593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/1553123256656105593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/1553123256656105593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2008/06/disneyworld-may-2008.html' title='Disneyworld May 2008'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SGJyWpYIplI/AAAAAAAACak/Gm2ghQYlZi0/s72-c/disneycastle3ofus.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-1401049013272606162</id><published>2008-06-25T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T09:26:39.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Time June 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SGH145vqllI/AAAAAAAACaU/ACYTKR4b14s/s1600-h/sitting.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SGH145vqllI/AAAAAAAACaU/ACYTKR4b14s/s320/sitting.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215720201393968722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;A Milestone&lt;/span&gt;.  Yes - it is official. The little man is beginning his marathon training - potty training.  Check back with us sometime before 3 years of age and we should be really at the end of this journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is actually doing very well. He lets us know when things are happening and then we run to the toilet.  We made it this morning and this evening.  Quite the achievement. Although he does not show it - he is proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer has the Elmo potty training disk going all the time in the car on the way to day care.  He seems to like it - he loves Elmo - so what's not to like about potty training - right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I say, check back in down the road and we will keep you posted on this one.  Just a minute - looks like it is time to get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SGJxj2yfwCI/AAAAAAAACac/zInVetP7Irw/s1600-h/pottyhands.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SGJxj2yfwCI/AAAAAAAACac/zInVetP7Irw/s320/pottyhands.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215856179265126434" 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/37706353-1401049013272606162?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/1401049013272606162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=1401049013272606162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/1401049013272606162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/1401049013272606162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2008/06/potty-time-june-2008.html' title='Potty Time June 2008'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SGH145vqllI/AAAAAAAACaU/ACYTKR4b14s/s72-c/sitting.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-7300443427023114641</id><published>2008-05-11T00:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T01:10:48.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spash Time (18 months)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/profdavidf/splashtime.mov"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SCammormDCI/AAAAAAAACTg/_KodiL-8xGs/s320/Picture+185.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199026002531322914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Splash Time at the Fetterman Home!&lt;/span&gt;  This man just loves water.  He can be playing at the faucet, the water table at day care, or even (yes when he can get past us) the toilet.  (No worries - it is clean but we wash those hands immediately when it does happen.  Keeping track of this little man is a full time job and you wonder what keeps us so busy on the weekends.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, when it comes to water, his all time favorite is bath time.  The routine is:  1) dinner, 2) bath time, 3) reading, and 4) bedtime.  Of the list you can imagine what he loves the most. Just in case you are having difficulties imagining just how excited this little man gets take a look by double clicking on the picture above in the left hand corner. You will enjoy and participate in his excitement. (My only warning - get a towel to keep yourself covered - you will need it.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-7300443427023114641?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/7300443427023114641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=7300443427023114641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/7300443427023114641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/7300443427023114641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2008/05/spash-time-18-months.html' title='Spash Time (18 months)'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/SCammormDCI/AAAAAAAACTg/_KodiL-8xGs/s72-c/Picture+185.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-3642399254778364727</id><published>2008-03-29T00:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T17:55:22.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking:  Yes He is Taking His First Steps (March 2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/profdavidf/walkingMar2008.mov"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 224px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R-88wzpyGhI/AAAAAAAACRE/SUyrhRb87zU/s320/Picture+35.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183428505323575826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Walkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Yes - the little man is taking his first steps.  A bit shaky but proud.  He is an interesting lad.  Mostly he walks when he thinks we are not looking.  Our guess is that he still likes to be held.  Why not?  Don't we all like to be held just a little longer?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at his steps today (just click on the picture in the left hand corner).  Our day care providers at Stanford are great।  They captured a few of his first steps this month on their video camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/profdavidf/walking.mov"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R-33ADpyGgI/AAAAAAAACQ8/50ghA3QmACI/s320/Picture+34.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183070326525925890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just click on the picture above to see a brief video of his first big steps.  (Watch out for the nose dive at the end, but live and learn right?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We may as well enjoy the video now - because mom and dad will be really exhausted pretty darn soon - chasing this little man around.  Ok even more exhausted, if that is imaginable.  One small step for David and one giant step emotionally for us, but it is nice to see him grow and progress  - putting his best foot forward so to speak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-3642399254778364727?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/3642399254778364727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=3642399254778364727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/3642399254778364727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/3642399254778364727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2008/03/walking-yes-he-is-taking-his-first.html' title='Walking:  Yes He is Taking His First Steps (March 2008)'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R-88wzpyGhI/AAAAAAAACRE/SUyrhRb87zU/s72-c/Picture+35.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-8129088443555015500</id><published>2008-03-11T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:31:10.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parents Night Out (February 29, 2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9bRWJ9_vrI/AAAAAAAACM8/vx8lMkwmMLI/s1600-h/summerfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9bRWJ9_vrI/AAAAAAAACM8/vx8lMkwmMLI/s320/summerfly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176555000272240306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Parents Night Out.&lt;/span&gt;  Day care offers parents affordable baby sitting once or twice a month.  They see it as a healthy contribution to the family and their overall mental health. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do most parents do on parents’ night out?  Well, we have gone to the movies, enjoyed a hot tub, and experienced a relaxing massage.  But does this look like one of those nights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9bRcp9_vsI/AAAAAAAACNE/Ks3jvxYD3Wk/s1600-h/davidfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9bRcp9_vsI/AAAAAAAACNE/Ks3jvxYD3Wk/s320/davidfly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176555111941390018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take a look at what we thought might be fun on a Parents' Night Out (Friday night).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes - we are flying.  Instead of jumping out of a plane, we entered a wind tunnel.  It was pretty cool.  There was a guide to teach us, but basically we are flying - just depends on whether we put our hands and legs up or down that determined which way the rest of our bodies were going to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries - David was the life of the party at day care that night - everyone loved the baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9bSsJ9_vtI/AAAAAAAACNM/GIEZrn1NzGU/s1600-h/openmouthsmile.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9bSsJ9_vtI/AAAAAAAACNM/GIEZrn1NzGU/s320/openmouthsmile.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176556477740990162" 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/37706353-8129088443555015500?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/8129088443555015500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=8129088443555015500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/8129088443555015500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/8129088443555015500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2008/03/parents-night-out-february-29-2008.html' title='Parents Night Out (February 29, 2008)'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9bRWJ9_vrI/AAAAAAAACM8/vx8lMkwmMLI/s72-c/summerfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-1063601897982903333</id><published>2008-03-10T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:31:10.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Moon Bay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9bOR59_vqI/AAAAAAAACM0/Ll8UCYnoSRk/s1600-h/halfmoonbaysign.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9bOR59_vqI/AAAAAAAACM0/Ll8UCYnoSRk/s320/halfmoonbaysign.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176551628722912930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Half Moon Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may lead a pretty busy life but we do take a moment to enjoy where we are – only a half hour away from the beach.  So off we go to Half Moon Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view is spectacular – we love going to the vista point (the site of the old Chart House).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see the little man right behind me.  The one with the funny hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9bN6p9_voI/AAAAAAAACMk/P99uwnL-89U/s1600-h/daviddavidhalfmoonbay1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9bN6p9_voI/AAAAAAAACMk/P99uwnL-89U/s320/daviddavidhalfmoonbay1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176551229290954370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David takes to the sand like a duck to water.  I guess that should have been an ocean metaphor like the surf to the sea, or surfer to the wave or something, instead of pond reference, but what the heck, he loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was nearby to supervise, but it was apparent he didn’t even notice us after a while and was quite content to just go at it.  This is one independent little man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9bNzp9_vnI/AAAAAAAACMc/wEu-uGKy4aY/s1600-h/summerdavidsand.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9bNzp9_vnI/AAAAAAAACMc/wEu-uGKy4aY/s320/summerdavidsand.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176551109031870066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Made for a nice shot at the beach with a beautiful background.  He is right at home wherever he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9W3JJ9_vlI/AAAAAAAACMM/Rjs2BiNH62Y/s1600-h/davidpailsand.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9W3JJ9_vlI/AAAAAAAACMM/Rjs2BiNH62Y/s320/davidpailsand.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176244714654907986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out!  He is coming.  Look at this man go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9W2zp9_vkI/AAAAAAAACME/dmeqyCtz-lI/s1600-h/davidonsand.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9W2zp9_vkI/AAAAAAAACME/dmeqyCtz-lI/s320/davidonsand.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176244345287720514" 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/37706353-1063601897982903333?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/1063601897982903333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=1063601897982903333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/1063601897982903333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/1063601897982903333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2008/03/half-moon-bay.html' title='Half Moon Bay'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9bOR59_vqI/AAAAAAAACM0/Ll8UCYnoSRk/s72-c/halfmoonbaysign.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-4518701016621621132</id><published>2008-03-10T15:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:31:12.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Guess what mom brought home for Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You guessed it - lobster!  David did not know exactly what to make of it.  His dad sure did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9W0g59_vjI/AAAAAAAACL8/H3gePFnRl70/s1600-h/davidlobster1.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9W0g59_vjI/AAAAAAAACL8/H3gePFnRl70/s320/davidlobster1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176241824141917746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom enjoyed it, while the little guy was busy with his veggie hot dogs - seems fair to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9Wx-p9_viI/AAAAAAAACL0/JFkzas8r9Og/s1600-h/summerlobter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9Wx-p9_viI/AAAAAAAACL0/JFkzas8r9Og/s320/summerlobter.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176239036708142626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad remembered the saying - something about "the way to man's heart is through his stomach." Way to go Babe!  (Yes - I brought her flowers and had them sent to work - what did you think?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9WxuZ9_vhI/AAAAAAAACLs/jNRtz1TbxQg/s1600-h/davidlobster.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9WxuZ9_vhI/AAAAAAAACLs/jNRtz1TbxQg/s320/davidlobster.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176238757535268370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-4518701016621621132?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/4518701016621621132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=4518701016621621132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/4518701016621621132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/4518701016621621132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2008/03/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9W0g59_vjI/AAAAAAAACL8/H3gePFnRl70/s72-c/davidlobster1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-3512918603812873565</id><published>2008-03-10T14:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T17:55:23.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day In the Life of Little David (Breakfast - at 15 months) (part 1 of 6)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;A Day In the Life of Little David&lt;/span&gt; (Breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a day in the life sort of collection of brief moments of little David at age 15 months.  It is really a composite to help us remember what a “typical” (albeit compressed) day is like.  The typical day will change and we will change along with it, but in the meantime why not lock this life in our minds if for what really is only for a few seconds out of a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Breakfast&lt;/span&gt; (between 7:30-8:00)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast can be a challenge.  But it has been a treat with the company of Latke Larry.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/profdavidf/larrylatke.mov"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9WrfZ9_vgI/AAAAAAAACLk/_M95a-I85B0/s320/latkelarry.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176231902767463938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Click on picture of Latke Larry and David to hear a brief clip of the tune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;David loves this guy.  It distracts him just enough (but not too much) to keep him eating.  Of course, we have heard his lyrics (yes he sings) approximately one and a half million times.  Here is a sample (if you listen carefully you can hear mom singing along in the background):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I have tales of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maccabees"&gt;Maccabees&lt;/a&gt; and plenty of calories…Celebrate our history, how we survived is still a mystery…. You - stop eating my latkes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say other than, thanks Latke Larry.  You help our guy eat more than I do these days.   He was eating my eggs and now I am making him two of his own scrambled eggs each morning, plus toast, and milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-3512918603812873565?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/3512918603812873565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=3512918603812873565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/3512918603812873565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/3512918603812873565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-in-life-of-little-david-at-15_8620.html' title='A Day In the Life of Little David (Breakfast - at 15 months) (part 1 of 6)'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9WrfZ9_vgI/AAAAAAAACLk/_M95a-I85B0/s72-c/latkelarry.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-7573936067435470320</id><published>2008-03-10T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:31:14.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day In the Life of Little David (Getting Ready - at 15 months) (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Time to Get Ready for Day Care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for day care is called “time management 101”.  After changing David and getting him dressed, it is time to change into my suit and tie.  What does David do while waiting for dad?  Well there is the toilet paper unraveling activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9Wpip9_vfI/AAAAAAAACLc/I9Wlsh3DrHQ/s1600-h/toiletpaper.JPG"&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9Wpip9_vfI/AAAAAAAACLc/I9Wlsh3DrHQ/s320/toiletpaper.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176229759578783218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is the "dad, I am stuck under the chair ritual".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9WpVJ9_veI/AAAAAAAACLU/xImy7C8iU7U/s1600-h/helpchairstuck.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9WpVJ9_veI/AAAAAAAACLU/xImy7C8iU7U/s320/helpchairstuck.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176229527650549218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And what would the morning be like without the "what’s in this closet that I can pull down routine."  (I am omitting the obligatory lets watch dad's tie (on the rotating tie rack) experience, just because it is so routine.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9WpFZ9_vdI/AAAAAAAACLM/xdmFosXApNY/s1600-h/closet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9WpFZ9_vdI/AAAAAAAACLM/xdmFosXApNY/s320/closet.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176229257067609554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we have to run.  (If we have that rare leisurely morning, then there is time for a bit of regular fun and of course computer time.  But then we really have to go.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9Woyp9_vcI/AAAAAAAACLE/9GrcP7YEcqo/s1600-h/davidoncomputer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9Woyp9_vcI/AAAAAAAACLE/9GrcP7YEcqo/s320/davidoncomputer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176228934945062338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now -how do you say no to this kind of curiosity - computers - come on.  (Ok so he knows how to bend us around his finger - just a bit.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-7573936067435470320?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/7573936067435470320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=7573936067435470320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/7573936067435470320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/7573936067435470320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-in-life-of-little-david-at-15_8178.html' title='A Day In the Life of Little David (Getting Ready - at 15 months) (part 2)'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9Wpip9_vfI/AAAAAAAACLc/I9Wlsh3DrHQ/s72-c/toiletpaper.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-8208607423125388977</id><published>2008-03-10T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:31:16.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day In the Life of Little David (Arboretum) (part 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Arboretum&lt;/span&gt; (day care)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s off to day care – bright and early.  It’s a great place.  Everyone is so friendly. He loves it (especially Willow, one of his special day care providers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9bLap9_vmI/AAAAAAAACMU/szurd6Ap8h0/s1600-h/willowdavid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9bLap9_vmI/AAAAAAAACMU/szurd6Ap8h0/s320/willowdavid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176548480511884898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David is having a ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9WnY59_vaI/AAAAAAAACK0/E4ESs1gdzho/s1600-h/havingaball.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9WnY59_vaI/AAAAAAAACK0/E4ESs1gdzho/s320/havingaball.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176227393051803042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, it looks like its reading time again.  Loves those books - no complaints here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9Wnup9_vbI/AAAAAAAACK8/SolrPkFHYAQ/s1600-h/readingtime.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9Wnup9_vbI/AAAAAAAACK8/SolrPkFHYAQ/s320/readingtime.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176227766713957810" 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/37706353-8208607423125388977?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/8208607423125388977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=8208607423125388977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/8208607423125388977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/8208607423125388977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-in-life-of-little-david-at-15_4124.html' title='A Day In the Life of Little David (Arboretum) (part 3)'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9bLap9_vmI/AAAAAAAACMU/szurd6Ap8h0/s72-c/willowdavid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-4136159341417260078</id><published>2008-03-10T14:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:31:11.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day In the Life of Little David (Play Time - at 15 months) (part 4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;A Little Play Time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David has a bit of playtime before or after dinner.  The hand print on his head is from day care. He loves finger painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9Wmjp9_vZI/AAAAAAAACKs/AywGusMr28s/s1600-h/handprintonhead.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9Wmjp9_vZI/AAAAAAAACKs/AywGusMr28s/s320/handprintonhead.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176226478223768978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He also has his own house – including doorway, doorbell, and mailbox.  Wherever David puts his metaphorical hat, he calls home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9WmRp9_vYI/AAAAAAAACKk/HuQ6H_pnruw/s1600-h/toyhouse.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9WmRp9_vYI/AAAAAAAACKk/HuQ6H_pnruw/s320/toyhouse.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176226168986123650" 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/37706353-4136159341417260078?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/4136159341417260078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=4136159341417260078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/4136159341417260078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/4136159341417260078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-in-life-of-little-david-at-15_448.html' title='A Day In the Life of Little David (Play Time - at 15 months) (part 4)'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9Wmjp9_vZI/AAAAAAAACKs/AywGusMr28s/s72-c/handprintonhead.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-734165752507975648</id><published>2008-03-10T11:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:31:14.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day In the Life of Little David (Dinner Time at 15 months) (part 5)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dinner Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often go out for dinner because it is easier.  Peninsula Creamery is a real favorite (less than a half mile away from day care and pretty standard 50’s style food).  However, we eat at home a fair amount of the time (which we should), because he has very little time before he runs out of energy (particularly with no nap during the day).  On those (no nap days), we run home and get the food in front of him as fast as we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah is usually busy with volleyball, choir, and homework (all around dinner time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9WCip9_vTI/AAAAAAAACJ8/b2AJ9L7NOVg/s1600-h/sarahstudyinsunshine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9WCip9_vTI/AAAAAAAACJ8/b2AJ9L7NOVg/s320/sarahstudyinsunshine.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176186878625299762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In addition, Sarah is driving these days (she is 16 years old) – so she is a pretty independent adolescent. However, we recently had a family meeting to make sure we reinstated family time each day to make sure we stay in touch we each other – you know, just how was your day, what’s homework look like, lets review that paper, and of course her personal life.  Her world is a bit different from David’s life.  It is important to pay attention to her special life as well. By the way she is already shopping for prom gowns. Take a look – she bought it with her own money.   She is really turning out to be quite a young lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9WiE59_vXI/AAAAAAAACKc/uEVRMleUvvc/s1600-h/sarahdress.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9WiE59_vXI/AAAAAAAACKc/uEVRMleUvvc/s320/sarahdress.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176221551896280434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are nights when she is around at dinner time and able to pitch in.  She puts away the dishes and feeds her little brother while we are making dinner.  David loves it – being fed by his big sister.  Pretty darn cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9WF9p9_vUI/AAAAAAAACKE/dop33s5V5_U/s1600-h/sarahfeedingdavid.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 177px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9WF9p9_vUI/AAAAAAAACKE/dop33s5V5_U/s320/sarahfeedingdavid.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176190641016651074" 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/37706353-734165752507975648?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/734165752507975648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=734165752507975648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/734165752507975648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/734165752507975648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-in-life-of-little-david-at-15_10.html' title='A Day In the Life of Little David (Dinner Time at 15 months) (part 5)'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9WCip9_vTI/AAAAAAAACJ8/b2AJ9L7NOVg/s72-c/sarahstudyinsunshine.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-1488726026785300123</id><published>2008-03-10T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:31:13.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day In the Life of Little David (Bath and Bed Time at 15 months) (part 6)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Bath and Bed Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kid has a pretty charmed life.  He even gets candles at bath time.   (OK – it is really a distraction but it works.)  Bathing by candle light.  Life could be worse right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9V9eZ9_vSI/AAAAAAAACJ0/Vesv-qkDRvY/s320/bathcandles.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176181308052716834" border="0" /&gt;Bath time is over but before we pull him out he has to show you one more new trick:  he can stick his tongue out at you – very cute.  You are coming out anyway little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9V7JJ9_vRI/AAAAAAAACJs/XBUVcMesbic/s1600-h/bathtongue.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 169px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9V7JJ9_vRI/AAAAAAAACJs/XBUVcMesbic/s320/bathtongue.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176178743957241106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time for a little reading time and then bedtime (so mommy and daddy can get their rest).  “One fish, two fish” and “good night moon” usually do the trick and then it is lights out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9V65Z9_vQI/AAAAAAAACJk/p_fjE3XXQZo/s1600-h/bedtime.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 207px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9V65Z9_vQI/AAAAAAAACJk/p_fjE3XXQZo/s320/bedtime.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176178473374301442" 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/37706353-1488726026785300123?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/1488726026785300123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=1488726026785300123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/1488726026785300123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/1488726026785300123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-in-life-of-little-david-at-15.html' title='A Day In the Life of Little David (Bath and Bed Time at 15 months) (part 6)'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R9V9eZ9_vSI/AAAAAAAACJ0/Vesv-qkDRvY/s72-c/bathcandles.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-437632981700501321</id><published>2007-12-19T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T11:04:44.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mikvah - December 19, 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R2oe_OBTvyI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/k5pRp8IR4II/s1600-h/mikvahoutsidedfdf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R2oe_OBTvyI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/k5pRp8IR4II/s200/mikvahoutsidedfdf.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145959595668389666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mikvah&lt;/span&gt;.   Today this Jewish boy took a dip in the Mikvah.  Summer got some great shots. Little David loved it - big smiles all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with all of us in front of the Mikvah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R2ofLuBTvzI/AAAAAAAAB3g/eFz9td9Osns/s1600-h/summermikvah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 74px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R2ofLuBTvzI/AAAAAAAAB3g/eFz9td9Osns/s200/summermikvah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145959810416754482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once inside, David Senior took a quick shower and Summer got little David ready.  He was stripped  down to nothing - wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R2oftOBTv1I/AAAAAAAAB3w/hckbrAz4ppc/s1600-h/dfdfsmiles.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R2oftOBTv1I/AAAAAAAAB3w/hckbrAz4ppc/s200/dfdfsmiles.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145960385942372178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David senior stepped into the water with the little man in his arms. The water in a mikvah (much like a large bath or jacuzzi) has a mixture of two separate streams of water - city and rain water in this case.  It was warm don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabbi Yoshi 's blessings and songs of joy filled the room and can still be heard (in my mind and on the video below).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R2ohuuBTv4I/AAAAAAAAB4I/6Vwo1hCsCJ0/s1600-h/rabbiyoshi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 138px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R2ohuuBTv4I/AAAAAAAAB4I/6Vwo1hCsCJ0/s200/rabbiyoshi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145962610735431554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rabbi Yoshi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/profdavidf/Mikvah.mov"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R2q7nOBTv8I/AAAAAAAAB4o/X7ZRkQ1oGC8/s320/Picture+90.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146131806677090242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Click on picture to display video of Mikvah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David senior carefully let the little man take an underwater dip in the mikvah (with a space apart for a second).  Then only a moment later, the little man popped up a bit startled and grabbed his dad but with a big smile - "like I did it - that was cool dad."  Really amazing to see how he was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R2ogBuBTv2I/AAAAAAAAB34/nSuX1kKKa44/s1600-h/nakedsmiles.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R2ogBuBTv2I/AAAAAAAAB34/nSuX1kKKa44/s200/nakedsmiles.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145960738129690466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took care of the documentation certifying the immersion ceremony and back home we went.  A little lunch was in order to celebrate and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R2ohKeBTv3I/AAAAAAAAB4A/bOUo-Z8Totk/s1600-h/summerlunch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R2ohKeBTv3I/AAAAAAAAB4A/bOUo-Z8Totk/s200/summerlunch.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145961987965173618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a powerful family day - a real mitzvah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37706353-437632981700501321?l=babyfetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/437632981700501321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37706353&amp;postID=437632981700501321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/437632981700501321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37706353/posts/default/437632981700501321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyfetterman.blogspot.com/2007/12/mikvah-december-19-2007.html' title='Mikvah - December 19, 2007'/><author><name>David Fetterman</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114404163850185235431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8qYY-DVNPQQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHUM/AQPfEIetqF4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R2oe_OBTvyI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/k5pRp8IR4II/s72-c/mikvahoutsidedfdf.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37706353.post-8413858723373386875</id><published>2007-12-19T22:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T22:59:42.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Hanukkah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.mac.com/profdavidf/Hanukkah2007.mov"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R2oOd-BTvuI/AAAAAAAAB24/YGLpjX0rkPE/s200/Picture+87.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145941432251694818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Happy Hanukkah!&lt;/span&gt;  Little David loves Hanukkah and the menorah.  Every morning he points at the menorah and says "that, that, that."  When it comes to lighting the candles, well, just take a look (click on the picture to the left to display the movie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David did well  -  a  baby piano, hobby horse, and toy train.  Not bad.  As you can see, he is shy about his playing (right - sure -  David shy - I don't think so.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R2oQYuBTvvI/AAAAAAAAB3A/TuFyQxLFEF0/s1600-h/davidpiano.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R2oQYuBTvvI/AAAAAAAAB3A/TuFyQxLFEF0/s200/davidpiano.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145943541080637170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R2oSAeBTvwI/AAAAAAAAB3I/ZEJB8MF_H8g/s1600-h/sarahlightcandle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mB_6g_2p0dw/R2oSAeBTvwI/AAAAAAAA
