<?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-37185287</id><updated>2011-07-28T23:09:18.101-07:00</updated><category term='Sam&apos;s 4th Birthday'/><title type='text'>The Crosby Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-6856528545038355927</id><published>2010-02-28T07:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T10:05:27.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Carol and Dave-This is for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Hello. There is a reason I do not blog very often. I am really terrible at it. What might take someone just a few minutes to do, seems to take me at least an hour. For example, I just typed up a whole new blog entry-complete with a picture and a link to a website (quite a feat for me) and then promptly erased it. In my attempt to retrieve it I discovered that I had actually created it in some other blog I didn't even know we had. Beat that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But today I will not let blogger get the better of me. I am going to persevere to help some people that I love-Carol, my amazing mother-in-law, and Dave my awesome brother-in-law. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Dave has created a website showcasing Carol's absolutely DELICIOUS homemade chocolates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GO TO:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://caroljeancandy.com/" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(6, 88, 181); "&gt;caroljeancandy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Also, Dave has entered this website in a contest at BYU-so check it out and if you are impressed put the link on your blog and on facebook and you could be helping out a newly-married accounting major! What could be better? It could be fun! Thanks for reading. Oh, and don't expect me to blog again for a while. I have just about maxed out my blogging skills for the next 6 months at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-6856528545038355927?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/6856528545038355927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=6856528545038355927' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/6856528545038355927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/6856528545038355927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2010/02/carol-and-dave-this-is-for-you-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-2283882407531122189</id><published>2009-05-17T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T17:35:46.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/ShCtYb3j7cI/AAAAAAAAAR0/sbR0WsZp6cE/s1600-h/May+2009+Marc%27s+Graduation+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/ShCtYb3j7cI/AAAAAAAAAR0/sbR0WsZp6cE/s400/May+2009+Marc%27s+Graduation+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only three of us in this picture existed when I began medical school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/ShCtYUKjvxI/AAAAAAAAAR8/5nBOTJPyjl4/s1600-h/May+2009+Marc%27s+Graduation+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/ShCtYUKjvxI/AAAAAAAAAR8/5nBOTJPyjl4/s400/May+2009+Marc%27s+Graduation+073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;When I asked Tom to marry Tricia, I didn't have a job.  It took my 7 years.  But I've finally made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/ShCtYlpo_MI/AAAAAAAAASE/e7t4TvLQwwY/s1600-h/May+2009+Marc%27s+Graduation+070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/ShCtYlpo_MI/AAAAAAAAASE/e7t4TvLQwwY/s400/May+2009+Marc%27s+Graduation+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Thanks to all those who came to visit us.  We had a great week and loved seeing everyone.  We are sorry we have to cook again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/ShCtYusuybI/AAAAAAAAASM/GVXrKQbxxdQ/s1600-h/May+2009+Marc%27s+Graduation+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/ShCtYusuybI/AAAAAAAAASM/GVXrKQbxxdQ/s400/May+2009+Marc%27s+Graduation+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One conclusion is another beginning.  Here is to 5-7 years of residency.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-2283882407531122189?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/2283882407531122189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=2283882407531122189' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/2283882407531122189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/2283882407531122189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2009/05/only-three-of-us-in-this-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/ShCtYb3j7cI/AAAAAAAAAR0/sbR0WsZp6cE/s72-c/May+2009+Marc%27s+Graduation+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-3348875316036193978</id><published>2009-03-08T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:27:54.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I realize it is time for a quick update.  Mostly my mom realizes it for me.    I feel like I should start off with Christmas, even though it was three months ago.  Here are the kids on Christmas morning, our first Christmas away from Utah.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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-e21a7fd3c4f38a33" 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://v17.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De21a7fd3c4f38a33%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331438263%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D01238AC6D6F5A091EEA37BA3E477C612BB1267.2C1C385F0A574960E65FF528CDFBD22218FA26DF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De21a7fd3c4f38a33%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdJVPuiTtHYoRbT0AIoOtk7UoBI4&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://v17.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De21a7fd3c4f38a33%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331438263%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D01238AC6D6F5A091EEA37BA3E477C612BB1267.2C1C385F0A574960E65FF528CDFBD22218FA26DF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De21a7fd3c4f38a33%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdJVPuiTtHYoRbT0AIoOtk7UoBI4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Speaking of Christmas away from Utah, here is what happens to your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rootbeers&lt;/span&gt; in Wisconsin if you leave them in the snow for a couple hours.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SbSS-AI527I/AAAAAAAAARk/HHf3CvlPHvM/s400/PICT0032.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311031454463548338" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had December and January off, before my final push to graduation.  We spent the time on the road interviewing, getting caught on some relaxation, and doing a little family vacation.  The kids had a pretty good time at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;water parks&lt;/span&gt;, where we spent the last week of January thanks to the Hansen's inviting us to their timeshare.  My kids would rather drown than wear these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;floaties&lt;/span&gt;, but I convinced them to wear them for part of the time.  That way I didn't have to watch them.  Just kidding Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SbSOEKYW9XI/AAAAAAAAARU/Z043C6cYTcU/s400/Feb+2009+Wisconsin+Dells+048.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311026062733800818" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sam is in to building things.  He loves Kid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;K'nex&lt;/span&gt;.  We highly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rec commend&lt;/span&gt; them for your children, as they are one of the only toys that Sam has played with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;consistently&lt;/span&gt; pretty much everyday for almost a year.  He is a little rambunctious and loves to tease his squealing sisters.  But he has a very sweet center and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tenderest&lt;/span&gt; little conscience you've ever seen.  He hates getting in trouble and hates seeing other people get in trouble.  He'll plug his ears or run into another room if someone in TV is doing something wrong (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; fight scenes don't count).  A little while ago we went to a movie and I told him as we were walking in to put his treat in his pocket because the people didn't want us to bring treats in.  When we got to the front door, he wouldn't come in and said he didn't really want to see the movie anymore.  Eventually we figured out he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; worried about having a treat in his pocket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SbSYPQ-wgsI/AAAAAAAAARs/QUJJvtuq4yY/s400/Feb+2009+Wisconsin+Dells+013.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311037248600310466" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate is a cutie.  She is my nap buddy, the only kid who will snuggle with her dad.  She is in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;princess&lt;/span&gt; La La land most of the time, wears a dress as often as we'll get one down for her, and carries around her little princess dolls everywhere.  For as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; as she is becoming, it is obvious who she spends most of her time with.  If you ask her favorite colors she'll say pink, purple, and blue.  Her favorite animals are kitties and sharks.  If she can't dress up like a princess, she'll pretend she's Batman.  She is a good example of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;perpetual&lt;/span&gt; abuse cycle, passing on to Maggie, the abuse she gets from Sam.  Here she is dancing with Sam, who she convinced to be her prince for the dance.  (If you look close you can see Tricia's new haircut).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-663f8e35f8363354" 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://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D663f8e35f8363354%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331438263%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D77C6D382675D41E30337BDC04EF0F68F1657CBE6.746C09FC79A6B26BCE5786753F4A89E75CE616F0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D663f8e35f8363354%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQ-ibz-qIb52uomBPWbzlSSu89Q8&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://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D663f8e35f8363354%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331438263%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D77C6D382675D41E30337BDC04EF0F68F1657CBE6.746C09FC79A6B26BCE5786753F4A89E75CE616F0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D663f8e35f8363354%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQ-ibz-qIb52uomBPWbzlSSu89Q8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maggie is on the verge of walking.  She can only take a step or two on her own, but she can cruise when she's pushing a cart.  The kids have learned to take advantage of this, taking turns making &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Maggie&lt;/span&gt; push them around the house on their little car.  Maggie is happy to comply.  This little girl LOVES her mom.  She cries when she walks out of the room.  She cries if Tricia hands her to me. She recently began to tolerate me once she's scouted the house and is sure Tricia is nowhere to be found.  This little girl can turn it on and off faster than anyone.  She can make the saddest most offended faces you've ever seen when a toy gets taken away, and then be back to her happy self the instant she gets what she wants.  So naturally, she usually gets what she wants.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-705d34166945e37d" 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%3D705d34166945e37d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331438263%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D65DA32CF4FA1AF7C5B1ED92CF918D0BD026F60FC.615A14401B47F3750B06346131CB2E36E7D4BE23%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D705d34166945e37d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4wTymNCN71Z5BhavtpPRKymDq-w&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%3D705d34166945e37d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331438263%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D65DA32CF4FA1AF7C5B1ED92CF918D0BD026F60FC.615A14401B47F3750B06346131CB2E36E7D4BE23%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D705d34166945e37d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4wTymNCN71Z5BhavtpPRKymDq-w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A week from tomorrow we find out if we matched into our residency.  We are going for a super competitive one, Radiation oncology, and there are only a hundred and something spots nation wide to go around.  Pray we land one of them.  The good news is, that probably means we'll be blogging again sometime later this month to let people know what our future holds.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-3348875316036193978?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=663f8e35f8363354&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=705d34166945e37d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e21a7fd3c4f38a33&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/3348875316036193978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=3348875316036193978' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/3348875316036193978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/3348875316036193978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-realize-it-is-time-for-quick-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SbSS-AI527I/AAAAAAAAARk/HHf3CvlPHvM/s72-c/PICT0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-8293422738498536662</id><published>2009-03-08T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T06:45:37.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SbRRBknGjOI/AAAAAAAAARM/MoDZZCyqaIw/s1600-h/scan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SbRRBknGjOI/AAAAAAAAARM/MoDZZCyqaIw/s400/scan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a game Sam likes to play on Sundays. We'll draw scenes from scripture stories and the other person will have to guess what it is. This one was his most difficult yet, mainly because it wasn't a depiction of one of the several fighting scenes he usually draws. After 10 minutes I still couldn't get it so made him give me hints. Here are the hints he gave me...see if you can guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one doesn't have any fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts with a P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The structure *1 means a journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*2 is a crown cause that guy is wealthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*3 are drinks cause those guys are partying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are some more hints from Sam since no one has guessed it yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The three people on the left are in a house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The three people on the right are in a far away land. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" 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title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SbRRBknGjOI/AAAAAAAAARM/MoDZZCyqaIw/s72-c/scan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-5309181268560287410</id><published>2008-11-23T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:06:23.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Latest:  Here is Maggie in action.  She's becoming quite the mover.  When she's not going for toys she's busy laughing at her older siblings, saying "dada" and trying to eat our food.  She isn't crazy about her own food, but I found out today she likes M&amp;amp;Ms.  (Don't tell Tricia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d6ab0d660c7f1376" 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.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd6ab0d660c7f1376%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331438263%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3DDDE34B3E193B23441B6D76128B0054B3FEF068.8337335B45FA599F9FF71617C4E6EC5E9230808A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd6ab0d660c7f1376%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvZYMSxvUsUa4sGjSGnuYG0enC0c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed 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villains in the disney films that she watches whenever she can  convince us to turn them on for her.  There's little mermaid and the mean mean  shark, Belle and the mean mean beast, Cindarella and the mean mean cat, Sleeping  Beauty and the mean mean dragon etc.  We can't decide if she likes the  princesses more, or the mean mean people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3e79baba58da3974" 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://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3e79baba58da3974%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331438263%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D80DE09818DC2CD4DCCF4EA59920312F003956427.6CC1CDEE165DAFA34FB8DC9FEDEEB33CBBD95FC9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3e79baba58da3974%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyNDMqBrT8xcZSmyKptbdHHJehoE&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://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3e79baba58da3974%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331438263%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D80DE09818DC2CD4DCCF4EA59920312F003956427.6CC1CDEE165DAFA34FB8DC9FEDEEB33CBBD95FC9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3e79baba58da3974%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyNDMqBrT8xcZSmyKptbdHHJehoE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sam on Doctors:  Sam has had a rough couple weeks.  His asthma has been  acting up and he's been coughing incessantly for most of the last 2 weeks.  He's  had 2 nebulizer treatments at the doctors office, he's on an oral steroid,  inhaled steroid, albuterol every 2-4 hours, as well as a daily leukotriene  inhibitor.  Needless to say, he has seen his fair share of the doctor and had  his fair share of medicines recently.  It is obvious that he doesn't think too  highly of doctors or their methods.  Besides stickers, he doesn't see them as a  source of anything but pain and suffering. The other day we heard him playing  with Kate.  "Kate let's play doctor. I'll be the doctor.  You can either have a  shot, some medicine that you don't even like, or howabout just a poke in the  nose."  Not quite sure where the poke in the nose comes from besides one more  unpleasant thing a doctor could do to someone.  Kate decided not to play with  him.  &lt;div&gt;When we took the kids for flu shots a couple weeks ago, we had Sam go first  to show Kate how to be brave for her shots.  He tried so hard to be brave for  his sister.  He cried of course during the shot and then when the drama was over  we said, "See Kate, he's all better now.  Sam tell Kate how easy that is."   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;"Kate", he said trying to comfort her, "it hurts really really bad."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SSom2ffjsBI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/armUyBircFQ/s400/Sam+falls+asleep+on+Dad.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272069031399239698" /&gt;Sam has been exhausted recently.  This is him last night falling asleep on me while we were waiting for Mom to come say prayers with us.  He also has a huge apetite.  He's the first one to clear his plate each night, and the other day wanted me to order him another hamburger at Wendys.  I think it's the roids.  Here are some other recent pictures:&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SSomW7eActI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/KkSYpIJ-ydE/s400/Photo_110208_002.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272068489153114834" /&gt;Going for an Autumn walk with Maggie.&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SSomREPoxzI/AAAAAAAAAQs/mEGU3MUP1Qc/s400/Photo_110208_003.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272068388429547314" /&gt;Playing in the leaves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-5309181268560287410?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3e79baba58da3974&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d6ab0d660c7f1376&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/5309181268560287410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=5309181268560287410' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/5309181268560287410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/5309181268560287410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2008/11/latest-here-is-maggie-in-action.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SSom2ffjsBI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/armUyBircFQ/s72-c/Sam+falls+asleep+on+Dad.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-660280360777905902</id><published>2008-10-12T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:24:00.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPLR_YQFvoI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Et7rCUUu6fQ/s1600-h/July+Aug+08+Utah+Kates+bday+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPLR_YQFvoI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Et7rCUUu6fQ/s400/July+Aug+08+Utah+Kates+bday+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Since we are more of the binge-type bloggers, here is a quick update since our last blog, 6 months ago. We spent two of them in Utah doing some away rotations at the Huntsman Cancer Institute. I loved my rotations, and my family loved their vacation. While there, we blessed Mags,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPLR_R0i6kI/AAAAAAAAAQU/RY9kU70hPUs/s1600-h/July+Aug+08+Utah+Kates+bday+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPLR_R0i6kI/AAAAAAAAAQU/RY9kU70hPUs/s400/July+Aug+08+Utah+Kates+bday+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;went to Bear Lake with Tricia's family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPLR_qvA3-I/AAAAAAAAAQc/OQg7ZpUkf98/s1600-h/July+Aug+08+Utah+Kates+bday+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPLR_qvA3-I/AAAAAAAAAQc/OQg7ZpUkf98/s400/July+Aug+08+Utah+Kates+bday+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Had a family reuniion with my extended family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPLR_704vYI/AAAAAAAAAQk/wF_l0vx-qNU/s1600-h/IMG_0563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPLR_704vYI/AAAAAAAAAQk/wF_l0vx-qNU/s400/IMG_0563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;and got to spend plenty of time with old freinds and family. We already miss you guys. &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-660280360777905902?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/660280360777905902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=660280360777905902' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/660280360777905902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/660280360777905902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2008/10/since-we-are-more-of-binge-bloggers.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPLR_YQFvoI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Et7rCUUu6fQ/s72-c/July+Aug+08+Utah+Kates+bday+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-263262291290009207</id><published>2008-10-12T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:21:54.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dbb4bef45350da93" 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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddbb4bef45350da93%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331438263%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60207342B791095BE3E47613ACCFA7AB7914A6A8.B5E6DCEB1608F0353033DD88A87279672215E29%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddbb4bef45350da93%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DB38UxXqm9ljYt2Xc5Kc-fIEuI5Y&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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddbb4bef45350da93%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331438263%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60207342B791095BE3E47613ACCFA7AB7914A6A8.B5E6DCEB1608F0353033DD88A87279672215E29%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddbb4bef45350da93%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DB38UxXqm9ljYt2Xc5Kc-fIEuI5Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And one last video of the family.   Since we only post about every six months, I thought I'd include one more video of us just hanging out the night before Sam starts school.  Here's to another six months.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-263262291290009207?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dbb4bef45350da93&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/263262291290009207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=263262291290009207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/263262291290009207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/263262291290009207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-one-last-video-of-family.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-1732477433645505770</id><published>2008-10-12T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:16:27.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPLLmpAgcWI/AAAAAAAAAPs/U5fSth4RaK0/s1600-h/IMG_1929+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPLLmpAgcWI/AAAAAAAAAPs/U5fSth4RaK0/s400/IMG_1929+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Here is our recent family picture compliments of Tricia's sister Laurie.  Tricia is an amazing wife and mom.  Recently she threw out her back but is slowly getting better.  But even disabled, when she isn't busy helping me and the kids, she's busy helping the neighbors or doing kind things for someone else.  She keeps me sane and the kids alive. &lt;br /&gt;I just applied for a residency in radiation oncology.  It's a tough one to get, but we are going for it and if it's meant to be, it'll be.  People tell me the interviews should start coming by Halloween.  Then I interview from November to January and then wait until March to know if I was accepted anywhere.  Currently I am using a vacatoin month to study for step 2 of the boards which I plan to take at the end of the month.  So the next few months will be exciting and stressful.  Here is the rest of the family. &lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPLLmupGVOI/AAAAAAAAAP0/OmHKj9m99do/s1600-h/IMG_0109+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPLLmupGVOI/AAAAAAAAAP0/OmHKj9m99do/s400/IMG_0109+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This is Sam the man.  He's going to school, making new friends, and growing up incredible fast.  The other day I bought a new football.  When Sam saw it he said, "Well you know dad, now you have two footballs...and I like football too...and I don't have a big football like you... and I don't know if you can play with two footballs...hmmm...what should we do with your other football?" &lt;br /&gt;"Would you like to have my old football Sam?"&lt;br /&gt;" Okay, I guess I'll just have it dad."&lt;br /&gt;Then he ran and got his little football and said, Here Kate, you can have this football cause I got a big football.  Kate didn't care.  Her hands were already full with her other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Lately Sam's been walking aroud saying, "I'm Barack Obama, and I approved this message."  I'll be glad when the election is over and we can watch TV in peace again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPLLm_5JnII/AAAAAAAAAP8/MkvH54bYy8U/s1600-h/IMG_0193+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPLLm_5JnII/AAAAAAAAAP8/MkvH54bYy8U/s400/IMG_0193+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Kate Loves her Abby Cadabie doll.  It is her only stuffed animal with a name, but only because it came with one.  All 7 of her kitties are each named "kitty kitty kitty" and all 3 of her baby dolls are named "baby doll".  Everywhere Kate goes, she carries with her some combination of the kitties and dolls along with her pink blankie and her "fippy pup".  Each morning at exactly 6:00 we hear her get out of bed and begin walking to our room.  It usuall takes her a few minutes and we know she's on her way because she keeps dropping things and has to stop to pick them up.  Then she walks in to our room and one by one throws all of these items into our bed and then climbs up to snuggle with us and tell us that she wants to eat dinner and watch the little mermaid.&lt;br /&gt;The other day when I was studying she walked into my room with her kitty.  I asked her how her kitty was and she said, "Well, he needs a time out."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh no, how come?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, he's not listening to me...and...he hit Sammy."&lt;br /&gt;Apparantly she's become quite familiar with that process.  &lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPLLm_ZZjvI/AAAAAAAAAQE/OefucjPZ4ZE/s1600-h/sept+08+home+from+utah+dells+etc+(14).JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPLLm_ZZjvI/AAAAAAAAAQE/OefucjPZ4ZE/s400/sept+08+home+from+utah+dells+etc+(14).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This is Maggie.  She looks a lot like Sam.  She hates to go to sleep, and isn't very fond of rice cereal.  She loves to laugh at her brother and sister.  She loves being tossed in the air.  Her mother isn't very fond of her being tossed in the air.  She's definately a smiler and a charmer and is actually very good natured most of the time, contrary to the fussy child she was for the first 3 months of her life.  We all love this girl to death.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-1732477433645505770?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/1732477433645505770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=1732477433645505770' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/1732477433645505770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/1732477433645505770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2008/10/here-is-our-recent-family-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPLLmpAgcWI/AAAAAAAAAPs/U5fSth4RaK0/s72-c/IMG_1929+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-3210851377069298013</id><published>2008-10-12T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:14:18.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPK9Cncld_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/Ej1fhm4CSP4/s1600-h/sept+08+home+from+utah+dells+etc+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPK9Cncld_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/Ej1fhm4CSP4/s400/sept+08+home+from+utah+dells+etc+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is us at the Wisconsin Dells.  Tricia requested to be the one taking the picture.   The Wisconsin Dells is the Las Vegas of water parks.  Instead of casinos water parks line the strip of this little town just a couple hours from our house.  I was presenting a poster at a conference and we decided to make a mini family vacation out of it.  The kids had a blast.  We'll planning to return in January.  Yes I am that white, and no I haven't done a push up since I began medical school.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-3210851377069298013?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/3210851377069298013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=3210851377069298013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/3210851377069298013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/3210851377069298013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-us-at-wisconsin-dells.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPK9Cncld_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/Ej1fhm4CSP4/s72-c/sept+08+home+from+utah+dells+etc+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-7913137350748773317</id><published>2008-10-12T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:37:35.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPK0bkvDNfI/AAAAAAAAAPc/s6PIRVVat1g/s1600-h/July+Aug+08+Utah+Kates+bday+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPK0bkvDNfI/AAAAAAAAAPc/s6PIRVVat1g/s400/July+Aug+08+Utah+Kates+bday+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who started school?  Its hard to believe I have a child old enough to start school when I haven't even managed to finish that portion of my own life yet.  He only goes for 2 hours a day, and by the time they get done with snack time, nap time, recess, play time, and story time, I don't think there is any formal learning occurring at all.  But he's developing his social skills and getting to know new people.  He talks about one little girl in his class in particular.  And so far he loves school which is good I tell him, cause there is a lot more where that comes from.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-7913137350748773317?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/7913137350748773317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-6855676330203984050</id><published>2008-10-12T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:08:52.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-826252fcc84ee916" 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" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D826252fcc84ee916%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331438263%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7873D55D69F32B123E9F6799DE3350DD4C67BE02.77758959322EE67B6F365166F6548B78CE5E8055%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D826252fcc84ee916%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_Rapyp7E7Gs74tmGyCbGNIBguXU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kate was tired.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-6855676330203984050?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=826252fcc84ee916&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/6855676330203984050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=6855676330203984050' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/6855676330203984050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/6855676330203984050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2008/10/kate-was-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-630640995669150463</id><published>2008-10-12T19:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:30:56.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPKywK9mGDI/AAAAAAAAAPU/9mu0PV1rbNM/s1600-h/Photo_090808_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256460255740958770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPKywK9mGDI/AAAAAAAAAPU/9mu0PV1rbNM/s400/Photo_090808_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since moving to Wisconsin it has been one of my goals to make the pilgrimage up to Green Bay to “worship” with the other Packer faithful at Lambeau Field. When a Monday night season opening ticket became available to me (thanks to a buddy who is friends with a former BYU now Minnesota Viking player) I finally got my chance. No Brett Favre, but we got to see Aaron Rodgers debut and a Packer victory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-630640995669150463?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/630640995669150463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=630640995669150463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/630640995669150463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/630640995669150463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2008/10/ever-since-moving-to-wisconsin-it-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SPKywK9mGDI/AAAAAAAAAPU/9mu0PV1rbNM/s72-c/Photo_090808_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-4609168573751542977</id><published>2008-04-23T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:13:28.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Meet Miss Maggie Crosby!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Born: 4/22/08, 8lbs. 3 oz., 20.5"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SBAGXVguAgI/AAAAAAAAAK8/oCYIPa0ymj8/s1600-h/April+08+Maggie+arrives+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SBAGXVguAgI/AAAAAAAAAK8/oCYIPa0ymj8/s400/April+08+Maggie+arrives+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Mom greeting Maggie just after the delivery (which went so great!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SBAGX1guAhI/AAAAAAAAALE/fB3fQSlVIpQ/s1600-h/April+08+Maggie+arrives+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SBAGX1guAhI/AAAAAAAAALE/fB3fQSlVIpQ/s400/April+08+Maggie+arrives+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Sam is excited to be a big brother again. He keeps saying, "Oh, I just love you baby Ellie". We then proceed to tell him that her name is Maggie, not Ellie. He just tells us, "you can call her what you want, but I am going to call her Ellie". Ok Sam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SBAGYFguAiI/AAAAAAAAALM/3nmum7peV_8/s1600-h/April+08+Maggie+arrives+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SBAGYFguAiI/AAAAAAAAALM/3nmum7peV_8/s400/April+08+Maggie+arrives+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;These are my most favorite people in the whole wide world. I can't believe that just a few years ago I didn't even know any of these people existed and now they are my life. Creating a family is the most amazing experience I have ever been allowed to be a part of.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SBAGZlguAjI/AAAAAAAAALU/1i_V4bafZSg/s1600-h/April+08+Maggie+arrives+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SBAGZlguAjI/AAAAAAAAALU/1i_V4bafZSg/s400/April+08+Maggie+arrives+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;And here is a close-up of our sweet little angel girl. We are so grateful that she is here. Thank you for all of your prayers and for all of your help. We love you all and are so grateful for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Love, Marc, Tricia, Sam, Kate, and Maggie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-4609168573751542977?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/4609168573751542977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=4609168573751542977' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/4609168573751542977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/4609168573751542977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2008/04/meet-miss-maggie-crosby-born-42208-8lbs.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SBAGXVguAgI/AAAAAAAAAK8/oCYIPa0ymj8/s72-c/April+08+Maggie+arrives+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-8216588986967961831</id><published>2008-04-13T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T19:01:18.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Difference Between Boys and Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6c21ea1af9668b1b" 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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6c21ea1af9668b1b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331438263%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D35976060823534A80D512D737DDBF850BC773A5E.7C5034CD50AD4B44DE2E732E1F3D0D249323AAC1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6c21ea1af9668b1b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpA891nEuAFogopGW4xp0lchx8nI&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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6c21ea1af9668b1b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331438263%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D35976060823534A80D512D737DDBF850BC773A5E.7C5034CD50AD4B44DE2E732E1F3D0D249323AAC1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6c21ea1af9668b1b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpA891nEuAFogopGW4xp0lchx8nI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is a video of the typical night at the Crosby household. After dinner Sam loves to wrestle with his dad and Kate loves to kiss everyone better. That is one of the major differences between boys and girls at our house!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-8216588986967961831?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6c21ea1af9668b1b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/8216588986967961831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=8216588986967961831' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/8216588986967961831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/8216588986967961831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-1198458641629101467</id><published>2008-04-13T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T19:05:49.704-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam&apos;s 4th Birthday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Happy Birthday to Sam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;A mother's ode to her eldest son on his 4th birthday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Sam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;You are the best son I could ever imagine. I love everything about you. You are so much fun and you love life with all of your heart. You are sweet and kind and you try so hard to do the right things. You are a great big brother to Kate. You are smart and handsome and the best 4 year old boy in the whole world. Thanks for letting me be your mom. I will love you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SAKqykElnfI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5urMTZsRNPk/s1600-h/April+08+Sam+B+day,+Wicked+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SAKqykElnfI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5urMTZsRNPk/s400/April+08+Sam+B+day,+Wicked+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Sam decided he would like a cheetah &amp;amp; great white shark party. Pretty random until you know that they are his favorite land animal and his favorite underwater animal without question! Here is a picture of a great white shark jumping out of the ocean (modeled after a video that Grandpa Crosby sent to us). Thank goodness four year olds are easy to please, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SAKqy0ElngI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ietu2jw1I6o/s1600-h/April+08+Sam+B+day,+Wicked+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SAKqy0ElngI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ietu2jw1I6o/s400/April+08+Sam+B+day,+Wicked+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;(Joel Townsend, Sam, Sam Tyson, Tyler Hansen, Mikayla Hunter, Sadie Townsend, Mike Kam). These are some of Sam's favorite people. He has such great friends and we were so glad they could come. Please take note of the amazing great white shark pinata in the background. Marc stayed up very late making it look as much like a great white shark as possible and Sam loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SAKqy0ElnhI/AAAAAAAAAKE/wH2rPXIMfnw/s1600-h/April+08+Sam+B+day,+Wicked+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SAKqy0ElnhI/AAAAAAAAAKE/wH2rPXIMfnw/s400/April+08+Sam+B+day,+Wicked+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;And a post would not be complete without a picture of our little miss Kate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;She is always ready for a party! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;**Not pictured here are two of the greatest people that I know-Amanda Hansen and Jill Hunter. They came and helped me with the party and I don't know what I would have done without them. Thank you guys-you are the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-1198458641629101467?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/1198458641629101467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=1198458641629101467' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/1198458641629101467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/1198458641629101467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-to-sam-mothers-ode-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/SAKqykElnfI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5urMTZsRNPk/s72-c/April+08+Sam+B+day,+Wicked+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-1532747233926468414</id><published>2008-03-23T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T21:52:47.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Missed Free Throws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=355591250469095019"&gt;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=355591250469095019&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-8295131825286548614"&gt;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-8295131825286548614&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are completely missing our free throws.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-1532747233926468414?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/1532747233926468414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=1532747233926468414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/1532747233926468414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/1532747233926468414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2008/03/httpvideo_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-9181726466131358849</id><published>2008-03-23T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T20:57:54.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R-cmvXL_jDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/neUcq5MDZwk/s1600-h/March+08+Utah+Jazz+road+trip+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R-cmvXL_jDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/neUcq5MDZwk/s400/March+08+Utah+Jazz+road+trip+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Jazz Road Trip.  The Jazz made their trip through the midwes visiting Chicago and Milwuakee in back to back nights.  Thanks to a sweet hook-up from my cousin Scott (Thanks Scott) we had VIP pregame passes and 3rd row seats, got to talk to the players etc.  Of course, they killed us so that kinda ruined the perfect night, but still a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R-cmv3L_jEI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tf-cebpDwPo/s1600-h/March+08+Utah+Jazz+road+trip+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R-cmv3L_jEI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tf-cebpDwPo/s400/March+08+Utah+Jazz+road+trip+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;A group of us outside in front of the famous Jordan statue.  I still think he pushed off.  The ought to build a statue of that.  Cheater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R-cmwHL_jFI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Z5fNsqo0ytg/s1600-h/March+08+Utah+Jazz+road+trip+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R-cmwHL_jFI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Z5fNsqo0ytg/s400/March+08+Utah+Jazz+road+trip+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Now we're in Milwaukee.  Senator Kohl, owner of Kohls department stores also owns the team and since the half or my ward that isn't medical students are Kohl's employees, we got a special hook up to this one too.  The seats were in the bleachers but we got post game access to the court to shoot a free throw.  Here's Tricia with Boozer in the background.  Tricia didn't care about the players.  She just hoped to run into Bolerjack.  Which she did.  And we did win in Milwaukee, thank goodness because Milwaukee is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R-cmwXL_jGI/AAAAAAAAAJs/DOWuPVDWY6s/s1600-h/March+08+Utah+Jazz+road+trip+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R-cmwXL_jGI/AAAAAAAAAJs/DOWuPVDWY6s/s400/March+08+Utah+Jazz+road+trip+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-9181726466131358849?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/9181726466131358849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=9181726466131358849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/9181726466131358849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/9181726466131358849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2008/03/jazz-road-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R-cmvXL_jDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/neUcq5MDZwk/s72-c/March+08+Utah+Jazz+road+trip+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-4825223544497771849</id><published>2008-03-23T20:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T21:34:09.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sam does He Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-2257081819353562779"&gt;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-2257081819353562779&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video of Sam reciting the intro to his favorite cartoon, He Man. Cartoons today aren't as quality as they were back when I was growing up, so thanks to Youtube, I've introduced Sam to all the classics, like GI Joe, Transformers, and of course He Man. Here's the translation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. I'm Adam, prince of Eternia and defender of the secrets of castle Grayskull. This is Cringer my fearless friend (showing his toy lion). Fabulous secret powers were revealed to me the day I held aloft my magic sword and said, "By the powers of Grayskull" (Sam adding theme music) "I have the power!"&lt;br /&gt;Cringer became the mighty Battlecat (shooting Cringer with magic sword) and I became He Man, the most powerful man in the universe! (punching).&lt;br /&gt;Only 3 others share our secret; our friend the sorcerous, Man of Arms, and Orco. Together we defend castle Grayskull from the evil forces of Skeletor (more theme music).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-4825223544497771849?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/4825223544497771849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=4825223544497771849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/4825223544497771849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/4825223544497771849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2008/03/httpvideo.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-1452114109716500773</id><published>2008-03-02T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T19:36:22.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8tuc2jCY7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RLK_zz23rMk/s1600-h/March+08+Kate%27s+glasses,+interviews+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8tuc2jCY7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RLK_zz23rMk/s400/March+08+Kate%27s+glasses,+interviews+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Kate wears glasses now.  She is supposed to wear glasses anyway.  She is far sighted, to a different degree in each eye which gives her a problem when trying to see up close and could lead to problems down the road if she doesn't wear her glasses.  The only problem we are having now is getting her to keep them on her face and keep them from getting broken.   She is currently on her second pair which is hanging by a thread after being bent back into shape repeatedly.  We thought we'd hurry and post some pictures now since pretty soon her glasses will both be held together by duct tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8tudWjCY8I/AAAAAAAAAIo/lOYmRlnpdBw/s1600-h/March+08+Kate%27s+glasses,+interviews+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8tudWjCY8I/AAAAAAAAAIo/lOYmRlnpdBw/s400/March+08+Kate%27s+glasses,+interviews+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;On our way out to church this morning.  The snow is finally starting to melt after a record snow season so far and more in the forecast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8tudmjCY9I/AAAAAAAAAIw/CnFtPMPfoqI/s1600-h/Feb+08+Snow+and+stuff+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8tudmjCY9I/AAAAAAAAAIw/CnFtPMPfoqI/s400/Feb+08+Snow+and+stuff+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Couldn't help but to make a WWII association with this picture which Tricia won't let me mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8tud2jCY-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/aaq408pwGJo/s1600-h/Jan+08+Kate+gets+glasses+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8tud2jCY-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/aaq408pwGJo/s400/Jan+08+Kate+gets+glasses+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We thought getting her favorite Kitty some glasses would make the process easier.  It didn't.  She doesn't like Kitty to wear her glasses either.&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-1452114109716500773?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/1452114109716500773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=1452114109716500773' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/1452114109716500773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/1452114109716500773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2008/03/kate-wears-glasses-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8tuc2jCY7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RLK_zz23rMk/s72-c/March+08+Kate%27s+glasses,+interviews+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-5335057234531233345</id><published>2008-03-02T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T19:26:56.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8ttW2jCY3I/AAAAAAAAAIA/eFkvckGOlfU/s1600-h/Dec+07+Christmas+in+Utah+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8ttW2jCY3I/AAAAAAAAAIA/eFkvckGOlfU/s400/Dec+07+Christmas+in+Utah+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Making the best of the snow this year with sledding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8ttXGjCY4I/AAAAAAAAAII/mvJZW9F57Ms/s1600-h/Dec+07+Christmas+in+Utah+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8ttXGjCY4I/AAAAAAAAAII/mvJZW9F57Ms/s400/Dec+07+Christmas+in+Utah+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;snowmobiling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8ttXWjCY5I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dxcavgS12WM/s1600-h/Dec+07+Christmas+in+Utah+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8ttXWjCY5I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dxcavgS12WM/s400/Dec+07+Christmas+in+Utah+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;more sledding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8ttXWjCY6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/8FVkjKllb6s/s1600-h/Feb+08+Snow+and+stuff+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8ttXWjCY6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/8FVkjKllb6s/s400/Feb+08+Snow+and+stuff+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;and grilling.&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-5335057234531233345?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/5335057234531233345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=5335057234531233345' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/5335057234531233345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/5335057234531233345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_7530.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8ttW2jCY3I/AAAAAAAAAIA/eFkvckGOlfU/s72-c/Dec+07+Christmas+in+Utah+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-7862483046770553850</id><published>2008-03-02T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T19:42:11.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8ttLmjCYzI/AAAAAAAAAHg/f1MEY53XOuo/s1600-h/Dec+07+Christmas+in+Utah+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8ttLmjCYzI/AAAAAAAAAHg/f1MEY53XOuo/s400/Dec+07+Christmas+in+Utah+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Now that it's March, we thought we'd finally put up some Christmas pictures.  Here are the kids Christmas morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8ttMWjCY0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/B6z16LwUbtQ/s1600-h/Dec+07+Christmas+in+Utah+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8ttMWjCY0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/B6z16LwUbtQ/s400/Dec+07+Christmas+in+Utah+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Christmas eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8ttMmjCY1I/AAAAAAAAAHw/rwjYL5tl4xU/s1600-h/Dec+07+Christmas+in+Utah+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8ttMmjCY1I/AAAAAAAAAHw/rwjYL5tl4xU/s400/Dec+07+Christmas+in+Utah+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Sam gets some transformers.  He only likes the bad guys.  The decepticons.  No one else can play with Megatron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8ttM2jCY2I/AAAAAAAAAH4/oaGs0a1Lvk8/s1600-h/Dec+07+Christmas+in+Utah+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8ttM2jCY2I/AAAAAAAAAH4/oaGs0a1Lvk8/s400/Dec+07+Christmas+in+Utah+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Kate loves kitties.  This book gets read often.  When we see cats around the neighborhood, she calls them by the names of the cat they resemble in her book. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-7862483046770553850?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/7862483046770553850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=7862483046770553850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/7862483046770553850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/7862483046770553850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_02.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R8ttLmjCYzI/AAAAAAAAAHg/f1MEY53XOuo/s72-c/Dec+07+Christmas+in+Utah+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-7427084415977229480</id><published>2007-11-22T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T19:33:48.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;# 3 has a gender.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZJTBqda0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Eg_-C_52AGg/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZJTBqda0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Eg_-C_52AGg/s400/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another little &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt; headed our way.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZJTRqda1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/xee-nWihlzE/s1600-h/scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZJTRqda1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/xee-nWihlzE/s400/scan0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" 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/37185287-7427084415977229480?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/7427084415977229480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=7427084415977229480' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/7427084415977229480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/7427084415977229480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2007/11/3-has-gender.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZJTBqda0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Eg_-C_52AGg/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-3180244327707231404</id><published>2007-11-22T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T19:25:45.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thanksgiving 2007&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZHOxqdayI/AAAAAAAAAGg/DRvL6hgeBk8/s1600-h/Oct+Nov+07+Thanksgiving,+Halloween+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZHOxqdayI/AAAAAAAAAGg/DRvL6hgeBk8/s400/Oct+Nov+07+Thanksgiving,+Halloween+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam chows down on some thanksgiving dinner.  Wasn't a big fan of the cranberry salad.  It'll grow on him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZHPBqdazI/AAAAAAAAAGo/uInBdFXeRpk/s1600-h/Oct+Nov+07+Thanksgiving,+Halloween+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZHPBqdazI/AAAAAAAAAGo/uInBdFXeRpk/s400/Oct+Nov+07+Thanksgiving,+Halloween+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kate, the big eater in the family, prepares to go at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-3180244327707231404?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/3180244327707231404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=3180244327707231404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/3180244327707231404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/3180244327707231404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZHOxqdayI/AAAAAAAAAGg/DRvL6hgeBk8/s72-c/Oct+Nov+07+Thanksgiving,+Halloween+076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-2446827299888026757</id><published>2007-11-22T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T19:19:33.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sam's Latest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZEnBqdauI/AAAAAAAAAGA/9lAqUfMfsuU/s400/Oct+Nov+07+Thanksgiving,+Halloween+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam usually throws such a fit when its time to cut his hair that we decided just to delay it for as long as possible.  Eventually it couldn't wait any longer.  Sam actually did pretty well at the barber (Tricia bribed him with a trip to the toy store) and now no longer looks like his little sister.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZEnRqdavI/AAAAAAAAAGI/iUGECdHJk5A/s1600-h/Oct+Nov+07+Thanksgiving,+Halloween+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZEnRqdavI/AAAAAAAAAGI/iUGECdHJk5A/s400/Oct+Nov+07+Thanksgiving,+Halloween+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tricia went in to check on Sam the other night and found him sound asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZEoRqdawI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/_vtHetZ3LnE/s1600-h/Oct+Nov+07+Thanksgiving,+Halloween+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZEoRqdawI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/_vtHetZ3LnE/s400/Oct+Nov+07+Thanksgiving,+Halloween+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;What's Sam so happy about?  And why is the furniture stacked against the bathroom door.  And where is Kate anyway?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZEohqdaxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jck6Fs4zGUs/s1600-h/Oct+Nov+07+Thanksgiving,+Halloween+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZEohqdaxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jck6Fs4zGUs/s400/Oct+Nov+07+Thanksgiving,+Halloween+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Sam lured his sister into the bathroom and then decided to barricade her in.   Usually we can preempt his attempts to bother his sister (she's quite the tattle tell) but she apparently didn't mind being left alone in the bathroom and eventually was able to escape.&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-2446827299888026757?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/2446827299888026757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=2446827299888026757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/2446827299888026757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/2446827299888026757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZEnBqdauI/AAAAAAAAAGA/9lAqUfMfsuU/s72-c/Oct+Nov+07+Thanksgiving,+Halloween+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-8894924476806222704</id><published>2007-11-22T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T19:06:08.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Halloween 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZC0hqdaqI/AAAAAAAAAFg/bffyGOElGTY/s400/Oct+Nov+07+Thanksgiving,+Halloween+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Sam helping his sister find a pumpkin. Kate uninterested in Sam's selection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZC1hqdarI/AAAAAAAAAFo/IZFyR80Kppg/s1600-h/Oct+Nov+07+Thanksgiving,+Halloween+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZC1hqdarI/AAAAAAAAAFo/IZFyR80Kppg/s400/Oct+Nov+07+Thanksgiving,+Halloween+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone found a pumpkin to match their size.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZC1xqdasI/AAAAAAAAAFw/4TjgeqAcEmE/s1600-h/Oct+Nov+07+Thanksgiving,+Halloween+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZC1xqdasI/AAAAAAAAAFw/4TjgeqAcEmE/s400/Oct+Nov+07+Thanksgiving,+Halloween+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam flexes his power ranger muscles. He had wanted to be a power ranger for months before halloween so we finally got the costume. Sam was excited for weeks leading up to Halloween and we thought we were all set. But the day before it was time to actually wear it, he heard his good friend Sam Tyson was going to be a knight and from that point on the red power ranger costume was a big dissapointment. If you ask Sam a question about what he likes, he usually answers "What does Sammy Tyson like?" Hopefully Sammy Tyson goes on a mission and marries in the temple because if so, we are set. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZC2RqdatI/AAAAAAAAAF4/DV1LLEPSaCQ/s1600-h/Oct+Nov+07+Thanksgiving,+Halloween+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZC2RqdatI/AAAAAAAAAF4/DV1LLEPSaCQ/s400/Oct+Nov+07+Thanksgiving,+Halloween+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More peacock. These two pictures happened to be taken in the brief 5 minute period that she actually wore her wings and headband. They spent most of the night on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-8894924476806222704?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/8894924476806222704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=8894924476806222704' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/8894924476806222704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/8894924476806222704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2007/11/sam-helping-his-sister-find-pumpkin.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/R0ZC0hqdaqI/AAAAAAAAAFg/bffyGOElGTY/s72-c/Oct+Nov+07+Thanksgiving,+Halloween+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-5078396588021242996</id><published>2007-09-09T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:36:36.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RuRnY1IK27I/AAAAAAAAAEY/HORogufyPL0/s1600-h/July+2007+Kates+Birthday+(47).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RuRnY1IK27I/AAAAAAAAAEY/HORogufyPL0/s400/July+2007+Kates+Birthday+(47).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized I haven't said much about Kate in this blogspedition.  Since we only seem to do this once every 6 months or so, I'd better not leave anyone out.  She looks a lot like Sam, but she definately acts different.  She is definatey more "girly".  She is scared to death of being tossed in the air, loves necklaces, and is fascinated with shoes.  She is our cuddly baby, the snuggler that Sam never was, and loves to give hugs, crawl into our bed and lay her head on my chest and being wrapped in anything soft and cuddly.  Here is Kate on her 1st birthday.  She loves the doll she got, as well as her stuffed animals.  Sam will usually give one to her if she is sad and it cheers her up.  The other night, we decided to let Kate cry it out when she woke up unexpectedly in the night.  When we finally did go in there we found her crib full of all the stuffed animals and dolls in our house that Sam had been throwing in there to try to keep her quiet so he could sleep.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-5078396588021242996?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/5078396588021242996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=5078396588021242996' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/5078396588021242996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/5078396588021242996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-realized-i-havent-said-much-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RuRnY1IK27I/AAAAAAAAAEY/HORogufyPL0/s72-c/July+2007+Kates+Birthday+(47).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-8500462181948312880</id><published>2007-09-09T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:15:56.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RuRii1IK26I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/9p3M5vUAGQU/s1600-h/scan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RuRii1IK26I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/9p3M5vUAGQU/s400/scan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Baby #3 is on it's way.  We are very excited.   Here's the little guy's (or girl's) first photo as a 6 1/2  week old fetus.  We both think boy, but then again, that's what we said about Kate.  April 19th is the big due date.  Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately) I don't learn to deliver babies until June so I won't be performing this delivery.  When Sam heard the news, he asked where babies come from.  We told him that they come from Heavely Father and he seemed satisfied with that explanation.   What he doesn't seem to understand is why we need another baby when we already have one.  He is excited though that he and the new baby will have birthdays close together.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-8500462181948312880?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/8500462181948312880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=8500462181948312880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/8500462181948312880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/8500462181948312880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2007/09/baby-3-is-on-its-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RuRii1IK26I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/9p3M5vUAGQU/s72-c/scan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-4361735978630305514</id><published>2007-09-09T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:39:33.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RuRaBFIK25I/AAAAAAAAAEI/sv0cRq4ZKt0/s1600-h/Aug+2007+Summer+fun,+new+car,+new+pregnancy+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RuRaBFIK25I/AAAAAAAAAEI/sv0cRq4ZKt0/s400/Aug+2007+Summer+fun,+new+car,+new+pregnancy+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;So here it is, the family Crosmobile.  Thanks to Mike for doing all the research and reccomending the Toyota, we followed suit and joined the ranks of the satisfied minivan owners despite Tricia's past declarations that she would never be a minivan mom.  Having the extra car is handy.  Now mine stays cheerio free, and Tricia appreciates not having to get the family up at the crack of dawn to drive dad to the hopital, or getting a sitter to come over at night while she picks me up.  The extra size has already come in handy when Tricia's family came to visit last week and all 8 of us were able to cram in together.  And of course, it will be nice in April when when it comes time for that 3rd car seat.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-4361735978630305514?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/4361735978630305514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=4361735978630305514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/4361735978630305514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/4361735978630305514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-here-it-is-family-crosmobile.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RuRaBFIK25I/AAAAAAAAAEI/sv0cRq4ZKt0/s72-c/Aug+2007+Summer+fun,+new+car,+new+pregnancy+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-6394679715995632724</id><published>2007-09-09T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:30:33.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RuRX51IK21I/AAAAAAAAADo/hQBcN_hsxuQ/s1600-h/July+2007+Kates+Birthday+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RuRX51IK21I/AAAAAAAAADo/hQBcN_hsxuQ/s400/July+2007+Kates+Birthday+(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;For the better part of most days, Sam isn't Sam.  He is any number of different ninja or super hero characters that he knows by name, weapon, super power of choice, etc.  Of couse I spend most of my day as whatever villain that super hero usually fights.  You can usually tell when Sam isn't Sam by the faces he makes as he gets into character.  These are the faces Sam makes when he is contemplating how to cut off your legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RuRX6FIK22I/AAAAAAAAADw/GOpqSDGSr_o/s1600-h/July+2007+Kates+Birthday+(16).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RuRX6FIK22I/AAAAAAAAADw/GOpqSDGSr_o/s400/July+2007+Kates+Birthday+(16).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Which could usually be done with any number of different weapons at any given moment that he is usually carrying around.  This is pretty typical for him: more weapons than clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RuRX6FIK23I/AAAAAAAAAD4/tnY4EgeqAXw/s1600-h/Aug+2007+Summer+fun,+new+car,+new+pregnancy+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RuRX6FIK23I/AAAAAAAAAD4/tnY4EgeqAXw/s400/Aug+2007+Summer+fun,+new+car,+new+pregnancy+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Although he is preferring ninja weapons to guns these days, any one of his weapons can be turned into a gun at any moment if he closes one eye and aims it at you.  The same goes for anything else he happens to be holding.  On more than one occasion I've looked up across the dinner table at him to see him giving one of the "bad guys" in our house the one eye squint before taking it out with whatever he is supposed to be eating or eating with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RuRX6VIK24I/AAAAAAAAAEA/7HvIXWV-K7Q/s1600-h/April+2007+Sam%27s+Birthday+and+Easter+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RuRX6VIK24I/AAAAAAAAAEA/7HvIXWV-K7Q/s400/April+2007+Sam%27s+Birthday+and+Easter+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-6394679715995632724?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/6394679715995632724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=6394679715995632724' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/6394679715995632724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/6394679715995632724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2007/09/for-better-part-of-most-days-sam-isnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RuRX51IK21I/AAAAAAAAADo/hQBcN_hsxuQ/s72-c/July+2007+Kates+Birthday+(5).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-3158422092345484289</id><published>2007-04-01T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T21:00:13.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Visitors from Utah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RhB0YcxnEKI/AAAAAAAAADI/2hv7bzs7pe4/s1600-h/March+2007+Grandma+and+Grandpa+come+visit+(58).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048663145672282274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RhB0YcxnEKI/AAAAAAAAADI/2hv7bzs7pe4/s320/March+2007+Grandma+and+Grandpa+come+visit+(58).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and my awesome parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RhBymMxnEHI/AAAAAAAAACw/acnw92n89G0/s1600-h/March+2007+Grandma+and+Grandpa+come+visit+(50).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048661182872227954" style="WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="226" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RhBymMxnEHI/AAAAAAAAACw/acnw92n89G0/s320/March+2007+Grandma+and+Grandpa+come+visit+(50).jpg" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RhBz38xnEJI/AAAAAAAAADA/Pw42_EOnZfA/s1600-h/March+2007+Grandma+and+Grandpa+come+visit+(47).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048662587326533778" style="WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" height="223" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RhBz38xnEJI/AAAAAAAAADA/Pw42_EOnZfA/s320/March+2007+Grandma+and+Grandpa+come+visit+(47).jpg" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;We found this great little park right by our hotel in Chicago where Sam and Kate got to swing and see the ducks. They both LOVED seeing their grandparents and I'm pretty sure the feeling was mutual. Sam has already told me twice this week that he misses Grandma and Granpda.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RhBw0MxnEEI/AAAAAAAAACY/hw1NBQG8log/s1600-h/March+2007+Grandma+and+Grandpa+come+visit+(13).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048659224367140930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RhBw0MxnEEI/AAAAAAAAACY/hw1NBQG8log/s200/March+2007+Grandma+and+Grandpa+come+visit+(13).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RhBwesxnEDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tXyhQUp-qB0/s1600-h/March+2007+Grandma+and+Grandpa+come+visit+(12).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048658854999953458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RhBwesxnEDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tXyhQUp-qB0/s200/March+2007+Grandma+and+Grandpa+come+visit+(12).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We had an early birthday party for Sam (which of course he loved). One of Sam's favorite things about birthdays are the party hats. Here he is with my sister Amy and her son Robbie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RhBxKsxnEFI/AAAAAAAAACg/B05T3LoJJTk/s1600-h/March+2007+Grandma+and+Grandpa+come+visit+(11).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048659610914197586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RhBxKsxnEFI/AAAAAAAAACg/B05T3LoJJTk/s320/March+2007+Grandma+and+Grandpa+come+visit+(11).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RhBw0MxnEEI/AAAAAAAAACY/hw1NBQG8log/s1600-h/March+2007+Grandma+and+Grandpa+come+visit+(13).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sam playing swords in our front yard with Grandma and Robbie. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RhBw0MxnEEI/AAAAAAAAACY/hw1NBQG8log/s1600-h/March+2007+Grandma+and+Grandpa+come+visit+(13).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RhBwMMxnECI/AAAAAAAAACI/9A9PQdgI720/s1600-h/March+2007+Grandma+and+Grandpa+come+visit+(22).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048658537172373538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RhBwMMxnECI/AAAAAAAAACI/9A9PQdgI720/s200/March+2007+Grandma+and+Grandpa+come+visit+(22).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RhBy9MxnEII/AAAAAAAAAC4/p3lMeFjtUfc/s1600-h/March+2007+Grandma+and+Grandpa+come+visit+(23).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048661578009219202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RhBy9MxnEII/AAAAAAAAAC4/p3lMeFjtUfc/s200/March+2007+Grandma+and+Grandpa+come+visit+(23).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Amy, Rob and Robbie and our little family in front of the Shedd Aquarium in Chicago. A place which we will not be able to afford again until Marc is a doctor, so thanks mom and dad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thank you, thank you, thank you to my Mom, Dad, Amy, Rob and Robbie for coming to see us. We love you and miss you already. We would love to have any of you in the land of Wisconsin. It's a pretty fun place-well that's debatable unless it's rummage sale season or you really like the Packers-but we are only one hour from Chicago! So come and we'll party!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-3158422092345484289?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/3158422092345484289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=3158422092345484289' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/3158422092345484289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/3158422092345484289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2007/04/visitors-from-utah-me-and-my-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/RhB0YcxnEKI/AAAAAAAAADI/2hv7bzs7pe4/s72-c/March+2007+Grandma+and+Grandpa+come+visit+(58).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-2063101756382919804</id><published>2007-02-25T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T22:10:46.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tales of Potty Training&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;We have officially started potty training at our house. Sam is pretty excited about being a big boy and having big boy underwear. He picked Thomas the Train because they are blue (his favorite color) and because the store didn't have any Star Wars underwear in his size. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/ReIKK2G9sfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NjzXhlRwios/s1600-h/Feb+2007+Sam+potty+training+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="WIDTH: 262px; HEIGHT: 336px" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/ReIKK2G9sfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NjzXhlRwios/s320/Feb+2007+Sam+potty+training+009.jpg" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sam showing me and Marc his muscles. I wish you could see this face in person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/ReIKLGG9sgI/AAAAAAAAABE/QOPkiy_T2I8/s1600-h/Feb+2007+Sam+potty+training+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/ReIKLGG9sgI/AAAAAAAAABE/QOPkiy_T2I8/s320/Feb+2007+Sam+potty+training+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; Sam was so excited everytime he did it that he would come running out of the bathroom spreading "other" excitement with him. This picture only shows the exciting toilet paper-there were other exciting things as well. Let's just say my biggest piece of advice so far would be to have a large supply of antibacterial wipes at your immediate disposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/ReIKLGG9shI/AAAAAAAAABM/gtHZ67UXaFc/s1600-h/Feb+2007+Sam+potty+training+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/ReIKLGG9shI/AAAAAAAAABM/gtHZ67UXaFc/s320/Feb+2007+Sam+potty+training+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I was so proud of his efforts that I think I let his enthusiasm go a little too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/ReIKLWG9siI/AAAAAAAAABU/2nJ8wE6Snws/s1600-h/Feb+2007+Sam+potty+training+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/ReIKLWG9siI/AAAAAAAAABU/2nJ8wE6Snws/s320/Feb+2007+Sam+potty+training+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The after effects of Sam's first day of potty training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Ok, so potty training is a lot harder than I thought it would be. Marc and I have now decided that changing Sam's diaper is a lot easier. Good luck to the rest of you and your potty training tales...I have a feeling ours have only just begun. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-2063101756382919804?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/2063101756382919804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=2063101756382919804' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/2063101756382919804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/2063101756382919804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2007/02/tales-of-potty-training-we-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bFITyN_T6UU/ReIKK2G9sfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NjzXhlRwios/s72-c/Feb+2007+Sam+potty+training+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-117013216926711745</id><published>2007-01-29T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T13:25:59.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Many of you may have seen this recently posted picture on Andy's Hansen's blog. Yes, that is my innocent little boy dressed in a pretty light blue princess dress.&lt;br /&gt;If you are like me then you may have been wondering, "But why would rambunctious little Sam, (who spends all day at my house playing football, wrestling, "getting the bad guys," and chasing me around the house with his light saber, and doing other boyish things) dress up in a pretty light blue princess dress?" Who could be influencing him to dress like a woman in a light blue dress? At first I thought the culprits were his little friends seen below..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1215/4172/400/262734/Sam%20tutu.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And then I saw this! You be the judge. Mystery solved.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1215/4172/400/12162/andy-tutu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Andy Hansen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ha Ha Andy. PS Happy Birthday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-117013216926711745?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/117013216926711745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=117013216926711745' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/117013216926711745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/117013216926711745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2007/01/many-of-you-may-have-seen-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-116775572657948079</id><published>2007-01-02T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T08:35:26.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Sam opening his Chritmas presents&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/5GhjatSSNHk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/5GhjatSSNHk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sam gets pretty excited to get a storm trooper for Christmas.  His reaction was definately worth the money we spent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-116775572657948079?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/116775572657948079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=116775572657948079' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/116775572657948079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/116775572657948079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2007/01/sam-opening-his-chritmas-presents-sam.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-116279053239871694</id><published>2006-11-05T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T21:39:12.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Little Elder Crosby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/8cFwbAI0f6Q"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/8cFwbAI0f6Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a Sunday night at the Crosby home.  Sam saw me put on my black suit for a meeting that morning and thought I looked like a missionary.  So we decided to dress him up like a missionary for church.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-116279053239871694?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/116279053239871694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=116279053239871694' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/116279053239871694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/116279053239871694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2006/11/little-elder-crosby-just-sunday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-116279048238287663</id><published>2006-11-05T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T21:45:39.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Champion Wrestler&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/d4tawyb43Wc"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/d4tawyb43Wc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound loaded a little off with the video but I'm too lazy to fix it.  Sam has become quite the wrestler.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-116279048238287663?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/116279048238287663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=116279048238287663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/116279048238287663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/116279048238287663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2006/11/champion-wrestler-sound-loaded-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-116278963737932554</id><published>2006-11-05T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T21:36:18.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Halloween 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/1024/PICT0009-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/400/PICT0009-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sam wanted to an astronaut, a football player and a "real doctor". Finally we were able to settle on just a "real doctor". The other day he asked me what kind of doctor I wanted to be and I said a radiation oncologist. He said, "No be a REAL doctor." So not sure what kind of doctors we are but we are for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/1024/PICT0020-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/400/PICT0020-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kate was just a cute girl in a pumpkin outfit.  Want to see Kate laugh?  Click here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=2738441570926239262"&gt;http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=2738441570926239262&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/1024/PICT0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/400/PICT0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A sweet jackolantern (it sounds sacriligious to call it that) that the Elders did and brought to the ward party. They also did one of Joseph Smith that was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/1024/PICT0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/400/PICT0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam and Sam.&lt;br /&gt;Sam's buddy Sam was born two days before Sam. His middle name is also Mark. They are wrestling partners in nursery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" 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/37185287-116278963737932554?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/116278963737932554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=116278963737932554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/116278963737932554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/116278963737932554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2006/11/halloween-2006-sam-wanted-to-astronaut.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-116278300630994717</id><published>2006-11-05T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T21:17:55.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sam the Gymnast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sam is following in his mother's footsteps as a little gymnast. He and Tyler Hansen go to gymnastics together to learn how to jump on, swing from, and tumble over things. Pretty much all the same stuff Sam does at home all day anyway. At least none of our stuff gets broken this way. Here's a link to a video: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-3844616093208326696" target="_blank"&gt;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-3844616093208326696&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/1024/11.1.2006%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/400/11.1.2006%20031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sam, Tricia, Kate and Amanda Hansen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/1024/11.1.2006%20041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/400/11.1.2006%20041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sam swinging from a bar kicking a ball. Tricia freaked out when I let go of Sam and let him swing by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/1024/11.1.2006%20044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/400/11.1.2006%20044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The obstacle course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/1024/11.1.2006%20049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/400/11.1.2006%20049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The parachute. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-116278300630994717?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/116278300630994717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=116278300630994717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/116278300630994717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/116278300630994717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2006/11/sam-gymnast.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37185287.post-116277222525061836</id><published>2006-11-05T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T21:19:21.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Crosby Family Blog Arrives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/1024/Marc%27s%20family%20for%20Matt%27s%20wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/400/Marc%27s%20family%20for%20Matt%27s%20wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So here it finally is. Our blog. Thanks for all the encouragement and threats from our family that finally got us to put this together. We thought we'd start out by taking a nice family picture. Turns out it wasn't too easy. Sam thought it was hillarious to wait until the timer would count down then dive out of the picture. But in the end, we had one that we felt was worth publishing as our initial blog entry. We'll add more soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/1024/PICT0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/400/PICT0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/1024/PICT0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1215/4172/400/PICT0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37185287-116277222525061836?l=marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/feeds/116277222525061836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37185287&amp;postID=116277222525061836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/116277222525061836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37185287/posts/default/116277222525061836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandtriciacrosby.blogspot.com/2006/11/crosby-family-blog-arrives-so-here-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Marc and Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07997600246231027518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
